yes.

duders,
strawberries are my friends.
...and apparently i eat my friends.
what's more,
i especially eat those red heart-shaped sweeties
when they're sitting on top of some other other kind of
expert-type sugary treats from the flippin' future.
yeah.
i bake up some rad things when i have a day off.
and since i had some strawberries on hand, in two forms,
i added them together with some thatcher graves maple syrup,
and some lemon juice, and confectioners sugar, and vanilla,
and some pectin-powered thickeners,
and made the top layer of a three tiered wedge of worthy hot fire and sugar.
check the refined and reactivated teleport:

vegan cheesecake is the new hottness in this house, homies.
that's right, neighbors-
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress is infused with the supreme
creamy warrior poetry of graham-crackery bottom-b!tch-slappin'
crumbs and crusts, and tart and tangy cheesy cakey vanilla whiteness.
uh-huh.
that sh!t is SO good.
uh-huh.
i win.
and so do the active participants who plan on stopping by the studio today.
because it's traveling there with me this afternoon.
come get some, if you know what's good, and what's good for you.
***********
conflicts beg resolution, ninjas.
and i just looooove high resolution.
therefore i love escalated conflicts.
that's a thing.
awwwww, man!
show me a brutal savage stormswept raging gypsy interaction,
and i'll show you a hard stylist getting personally involved...
i doo-doo that, duders.
yeah, i know.
it's F*ed up.
there's a war on in the woodsly goodness, y'all.
i'm deep in enemy territory,
and surrounded on all sides by friendly fire and hostile hearts.
it's all really happening;
never quiet, never soft.....