Friday, April 19

three kinds.

duders,
it's a foggy friday morning in the woodsly goodness,
and the trees are starting to finally catch a sheen of gold.
spring comes late to the north, y'know?
yeah.
we actually combat that kind of calamitous seasonal lag
with pure summertime hottness for our faces.
neighbors,
my cheesecakes are becoming kind of a thing.
for serious.
strawberries in powdered form, infusing red magic dust into the
dense and creamy white cakey parts,
with just the right amount of pectin and pink to activate the nutrients?
uh-huh.
i've been freaking off the crust, too, with oats and brown sugar,
i mean it-
pretty soon,
it'll be intentionally gluten-free as well as totally expert.
that's right.
...and what's better than one berry?
ummm, i'm pretty sure it's two!
c'mon.
so if there's already strawberries,
we need blueberries, right?
obviously.
but,
why would we stop there when i have raspberries hanging out at the Fortress?
you know it, ninjas.
the opportunity to go to eleven was right there in front of me.
(i seized it)
triple berry blops all over the top of this mutha-sucka!!
check the overhyped teleport:
F*ing right!
it tastes better than it looks,
and we can probably all agree it is more beautiful than anything you ate yesterday.
awwwwwwww.
we get it in, kids.
really real life accented with epic eats?
we doo-do that fancy sh!t, just about every single day.
yeah.
***********
the cucch came up for a surprise dinner,
and my main man ian popped by and hung out, too.
active participation, and involved individuals, y'all.
i'm only ever interested in that sort of thing.
we are a runaway carnival train, for certain;
strongmen and acrobats and clowns and fire breathers,
and wild rides in every direction.
we can't stop doing what we do,
and honestly,
we won't stop until we're completely derailed.
hammerheads and roustabouts, yo.
we're taking adult collision courses in continuing catastrophes!
if you can't hang out,
you probably don't.
just sayin'-
where you at, folks?
it's happening, with or without the rest of you;
never quiet, never soft.....

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