you'd better believe it.
did it instantly conjure up a cauldron of
rekindled kindred on the calens?
...nope.
how about just a basic smattering of good luck?
yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?
c'mon.
worthy warrior poets don't get lucky,
they get busy.
fact.
april showers all may day long?
yuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
we're a little behind up here in the woodsly goodness.
if that's the case,
then just how did we get our workers' righteousness
activated and acclimated to a distressing day of
potential rebirth and fertility?
we didn't,
but i did get an extra-sexy brand spankin' new haircut.
or, i should say, i punished the few remaining strands
with a severe scissorly snipish snipping.
take that, terrible top of my head.
i also made some postcards.
check the teleport:
-
...and i got that real-life scrabble board.
that way,
i can feel even less like i'm conversing,
even in suggestive triple word bursts,
as unfriendly wordsmiths are
electronically interacting right next to me.
awwwwwwww, man!
***********
i made a trip to portland, maine today.
we saw the newly minted tsunami tattoo studio.
duders,
it's nicer than yours.
i promise.
and of course, since we were in the area,
we tuned up some green elephantitis.
albeit far less than the usual gluttonous gorge-out.
huh?
responsible consumption?
don't worry, my ninjas,
i'm sure there will be plenty of inappropriate ingestion
whilst i'm activating my participation in
minnesotan mayhem.
you wouldn't want to blow it too early, would you?
see?
it's never easy,
and it's never not really happening.
actually,
you'd be surprised how much isn't happening.
the weekend is over,
but i'm off this actual weekend,
so there's definitely balance in the force,
but the dark side seems poised to get real heavy;
never quiet, never soft.....71
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