pico they.

mmmmmm.
y'know what was the most expert thing about yesterday?
was it the fun all-day client at work, who laughs a lot and tips well?
no.
that was good, certainly,
but it wasn't the best part.
was it the post-work haircut that helped my hoary head look less homeless?
no.
although,
i can sure always use all the help there is for this messy-looking melon of mine.
was it that my homegirly-girl ampy d made me dinner?
yuuuuuuuuup!
i LOVE food, and i especially love it when all i have to do is show up and get spoiled.
mmmmmmhmmmm.
check the suppertime-type teleport:

mexican black beans and spicy lime tofu, over spaghetti squash,
with pico de gallo!
you know those scallions and cilantro got molto fresh on top, too.
i'm lucky, no doubt.
if i'd been in charge of dinner it would've been pretty slim pickings,
with not much besides spare parts on the plate.
instead there were avocados and limes sitting on the sidelines,
cheering on all that flavor!
i ate it all up,
and it felt great to get dinner activated inside my face...
so good, in fact, that i fell fast asleep crazy early.
ha.
that's what happens, right, neighbors?
i hope so.
it's been a minute since i fell into a food coma,
but it came rushing back to me as my head rushed to meet the pillow.
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aaaaaaaand what about today?
well,
for starters, it was 91 fahrenheit degrees outside, with humongous humidity.
ew.
like, so much ew.
so SO much hot, drip-pit mushy muggy air clinging close to every single pore.
the kind of swampy suckballs steamburger that just screams thunderstorms later.
yep.
they're headed our way, too, but not just yet.
there's still worsening to be tolerated.
yeah.
but what's the best thing to do when doing anything feels awful?
you got it-
yardwork.
i mowed every leaf pile into pulp,
and blasted dusty debris from the secret lawn dirt heaps,
and dragged a mower across acres of grass, crap, late-autumnal leavin's,
and pretty much blackened my nose, browned my body, and burned my baldspot.
i rep a hard style, kids.
i also didn't even come close to completing the assignment.
nope.
there's so much flora to fix around the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
it'd be a truly sh!tty way to destroy an entire day off.
so i crushed a few hours of profanity-laced lugging and hauling,
and still found time to dominate a whole big batch of new treats.
that's right.
i still do what i do.
never less, never ever.
that's the rule.
tonight there will be plenty of time to listen to the drops fall on the metal roof,
but right now, there's work to do;
never quiet,. never soft.....