wasted days.

neighbors,
where does the time go?
i mean it.
last i check i was having dinner monday night,
and now, all of a sudden, just like that,
in a cold snap of time's lines,
it's thursday morning.
yikes.
i spanned two whole days getting snowed on,
and making art.
huh?
yeah.
making art.
that's a thing that happens.
hmmm?
no.
i used index cards, and markers, obviously.
i don't make fine art.
i keep it coarse.
one way or another,
if it ain't Folk Life folk art,
it's berserker barbarians,
and that's how it goes every single time.
there must be beards, there must be bobots,
there must be lightningh-striking vikings from the future.
yeah.
rules is rules, after all,
and i stick to what works.
*
but,
let's talk more about dinner monday.....
duders,
somebody made ME dinner.
i know.
it was so expert.
that hasn't happened in a good long while,
and i have to say that i really really liked it.
no jokes.
check the homemade-hottness-type teleport:

spaghetti squash!?!?!
yuuuuuuuuuup.
kids, it's not pasta, it's a vegetable.
c'mon.
that's rad.
with pan-seared and herb-crusted tofu steaks,
a blast of that nootch,
and homestyle, from-scratch, spicy arrabiata tomato sauce.
i'm serious.
was it good?
what are you?
an A*-hole?
of course it was good.
i also saw how someone with actual tidy habits cooks-
i'm just sayin'-
there was no mess!
too weird.
i destroy the whole spot when i make the simplest things.
i guess i'm just a destroyer,
and that's how i create?
i dunno.
what i do know for sure is-
i am grateful for the time i have been given,.
and for the overlapping circles that i travel among.
really.
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sooooo,
did you hear about the snow?
of course you did.
the east coast got F*ed up yesterday.
all day.
nonstop.
and y'know what?
it looks beautiful.
that long stretch of cold cold cold cold was making
all of the natural splendors of the northern mountains
look more like doodoo buttered brown skidmarks,
and less like incredible majestic natural woodsly goodness.
luckily,
ma nature saw fit to dump a monster-sized mat of do-over
winter refreshment all over everything.
there's an awful lot,
and it's a whole lotta awful-
but, visually, friends?
go ahead, check the teleport:

yeah.
it's perfect.
-
two days later,
and i'm up and at 'em.
i'll be shoveling sooner than later, too.
it's all really happening,
no getting away from it, either....
this is What Is;
never quiet,. never soft.....