that's right, guys.
today is the day.
number one.
i s'pose i should be more excited...
but,
it's my only day off,
and it isn't warm,
but it IS raining.
awwwwww, man.
the page got flipped on the calendar;
july is happening at full force, as i type, even-
i prepared myself for the big action;
i even braced myself for maximum freshness-
but all that's going on right now,
on the premier day, the big debut, the introductory offering,
the first song on the new album?
drippy droplets of wet weak sauce falling from the sky!
and to think,i eve said the magic words.
i doo-doo that incantation sh!t, neighbors.
mmmhmmm.
i spoke the spell,
i shouted out loud,
i iterated and reiterated the excellent utterance,
and cultivated a fertile garden of fortuitous coincidences....
and made it rain on these hos as well.
damn,
who'd have guess that repetition would be so weirdly rewarding?
me! that's who.
it's all really happening,
and that begins with the monthly mantra of magic wordplay-
rabbit! rabbit!!
yeah, i said it.
maybe the secret universal plan misheard me?
i mean, it's totally gross outside,
which means i'm probably staying inside all dang day.
of course,
i'm not going to let the lack of sunshine stop me from making my own bright spots.
c'mon.
if there's a shot of summertime here in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
it's of my own design and devising.....
namely,
the summery bouquet of fresh baked lemony cake.
that's right.
i don't just cultivate goof fortune with wishful words,
i make moves, too.
deeds are louder than hopes, and cake is better than talking.
that's a thing.
check the teleport:
boom!
tapioca starch, a.k.a. pudding in the mix, features pretty prominently
in my prep game today....
which means maximum spring in that crumb-piece, people.
that's dope.
plus,
there is a whole lot of lemon in myriad forms,
to make these moist four-cornered cubes especially expert.
and that sandwich stack situation is right where it needs to be, too.
yup.
the frosting is molto rich, and incredibly thick,
and has just the right hint of vegan creamchee' to really make the whole thing
a substantial bite, with the lightest flavor of summery citrus activation.
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the best of both worlds is baked right here.
and outside,
there are sh!t-salad sprinx dousing whatever fire remains in the waiting wild world.
yuck.
happy july,
all you ju-liars.
you know what's up.
i've got cake, so i'm not sweating it either;
never quiet, never soft.....
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