haha.
that's right.
the raven from provincetown,
whom we'll call jennifer,
has done it again, kids.
i write it, and y'all read it, and that's dope,
but she does something about it.
check the postal serviceable super-expert teleport:
zzzz...zzzzz...zzzzzzzzzzz.
it's working.
i feel my lids getting heavier already.
that's real.
i mean, c'mon.
and a book designed to send you off to night-night land?
uh-huh.
my friends are the best ones around,
and i'm sure glad to have them.
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speaking of that sort of sh!t-
my buddy ben from flatbread knows how to get real rad
and keep it that way when it comes to getting busy on some buildery stuff.
yeah.
that's a thing.
i told him my idea for an activated greenhouse,
and he took a bunch of old windows and assembled them into this new hottness:
the makings of the Folk Life indoor flower show are in full flippin' effect.
my friends know how to make themselves appreciated.
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the good ones get it poppin',
and i reciprocate where i can, neighbors.
just sayin'-
ninjas like treats?
ninjas get treats!
check the who's-the-mac(aroon) teleport:
and not only are they gluten free and totally delicious,
but they are 100% constructed from gratitude and generosity.
...and coconut and caramelized buttery brown sugar, too.
for realsies, though,
how many pounds of coconut does it take to make a mound of cookies
come out like a golden treasure trove of savage tastiness?
oh.
well, i don't exactly know either.
i didn't measure.
but i do know it is a lot.
trust me on that, y'all.
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my friends are better.
that's just a thing you'll have to accept.
or make friends with my friends.
good luck with that;
never quiet, never soft.....
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