Tuesday, March 1

there is a light(house) that never goes out.

hey neighbors,
kerri is a good one,
and what's more,
unlike her friends and coworkers,
she chooses wisely.
also,
we share the same berfday,
so she's astrologically predisposed to being expert.
that said,
i felt like giving her a nice tattoo.
a full-sized grown-up jauns, just for her.
teleport:

the ones that aren't what we always do, duders-
those are the ones that determine what we're really on about.
if i make a tasty guacamole,
that's not a surprise, because i always make a tasty guacamole...
but,
if i crush some next-level hummus,
well, then we'll all be all the more impressed,
since i almost never ever smash those garbanzos like that.
it's good to do things that are different,
just to make sure you know how, y'feel me?
grown-up tattoos are invited,
that's all i'm sayin'.
i'm grateful for the clients who know about being good,
and who know about good ideas,
and who know about bringing in some worthwhile movie checks to boot.
yesterday worked out for she and i,
and i'd love to do more of that,
with more of you.
in the meantime,
i think i'd better up my hummus game,
because i'm feeling a little inadequate now.
ha.
it's all really happening,
and i just thought i'd share a glimpse into an atypical day
of tattzappin' times in the woodsly goodness.
i'll make the most of whatever i'm asked for,
but everything is not equal,
and if you think that,
you might just get exactly the tattoo you deserve;
never quiet, never soft.....

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