rock blockin' beats.

duders,
the activation society is good at helping.
that's a fact.
i needed company while i got molto busy in my friday night kitchen.
that meant shotgun training videos,
worthy warrior poet participants with hungry bellies,
and rainy weather broski hang outs with the fellas.
all that really happened, and simultaneously,
i brought the barbarian bakery business to bear by battle-beasting
through three batches of three different kinds of expert treats.
that's a thing, neighbors.
when it's time to make moves?
yuuuuuuuuuup.
i move.
why was i making such a sumptuous spread of the infamously delicious
mutha-flippin' rock bloxxx?
because i'm a good friend,
and also kind of a showboat.
uh-huh.
check the teleport:

baby shower building blocks of rock, ninjas.
original rocks,
double chocolate blocks,
and peanut butter oatmeal blops.
you better recognize, son-
my peoples need help?
they get help.
i'm a helping hands-have-teeth grinder,
and it's not like i was preoccupied with getting a good night's sleep,
so that left tons of spare time to dominate the dopeness with my dudes.
thatcher, teddy, and austin have become fixtures
of the Folk Life & Liberty experience.
really good guys, those three.
believe it.
who else would've spanned a friday night being domestic at the Fortress?
just to keep a bleary-eyed berserker from battle-beasting his own heart out?
c'mon.
that's what friends do.
also,
they eat cookies, and bake cookies, and keep it real with shotshells,
and bring the thunder down on all the weak-sauce waterbabies
and cookie-cutting sodapantsed seahorseplayers who can't doo-doo that
really real life active participation.
it happens up here, kids.
i am still grateful for the time i have been given.
and for these people i span it alongside.
time travel to the future?
right now;
never quiet, never soft.....