i thought march would show a little class,
and be over with already,
but,
i guess we've still got most of a week left
to deal with this leonine liarmouth and lame lambkin ramming
that folks have come to expect, at least in new england,
from the jump-off of spring.
ha.
me and my dog are up early.
that's a given,
but,
we've been spending some time snugging up with each other,
without savage wild animal bites and scratches (from either of us)
and that's new.
i'm not saying we've given up our daily sparring matches,
nor am i suggesting that after nine a.m. he's a very obedient little bastard.....
i'm just letting you know that at five-ish, after a fidget-and-whine wakeup,
and a quick hot outdoor deuce drop,
we crash out on the couch, and huddle in close,
like a couple of very burly, manly monsters who could maybe
use just a little extra warmth and comfort..
aw.
so that's happening.
also,
i've got some new projects in the works,
and that's exciting.
the only trouble is finding time for them all.
that's real.
the thing is,
i'm busy doing stuff.
in fact,
we're busy doing stuff, and going places, and making moves.
and even though i should keep my eyes on the road,
the occasional real-life catalog update of documented proof
needs a refresher.
like this one:
c'mon.
i'm blurry and yellow, she's pretty and pink,
and that F*ing dog should be in the backseat.
what were we doing?
we were making an easter sunday seltzer run, neighbors.
we run out quick in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
and y'can't skip out on seltzies, unless you are a real flippin' jerk.
hmm?
oh.
yes.
he and i shared a moment or two in the car.
we doo-doo that boy-and-his-dog sh!t.
he's such a nosy parker.
right in my face, right away, whenever he's not eating,
or trying to eat something,
or trying to eat something that isn't food in any way...
so, intense, supervisory hang outs work well for us.
we get along better when we're both at our busiest.
no time left for making messes and swallowing uncomestibles.
*
yesterday was my buddy beau's birthday,
and even though i haven't seen him in a while,
i still sent him a special something-
yeah.
i'm a pretty good berfday card maker,
even when it's just a digital delivery of doo-doo butter bathroom humor.
i can't help it.
there are so few folks who actually do the things they say,
so i feel a strong push to retain our connection whenever we find each other.
-
my extra day off was spanned in attempted relaxation.
it didn't all-the-way work,
but then again, neither did i.
here's the thing-
i know i need a minute or two to myself, to do something unproductive.
chances are, it might actually do me some good,
and maybe even recharge the juice in my creative batteries,
instead of me draining out under the usual battering.
however,
the same recurring problem arises whenever i start down the path
of just plain F*ing around.
yep......it does.
because inevitably, i start to focus on myself,
and before you know it,
i'm doing things like this:
awwwwwwwwwwwww.
damn.
i should've maybe been drawing instead.
finding flaws is what i do best when i'm not doing my best
to be better at being myself.
if i'm not regimenting my routine,
i'm just wasting time.
guys,
there's no flow i wanna just go with,
because that always goes downhill.
and gravity isn't always awesome,
especially when you're falling down.
...
alright.
let's get back to work;
never quiet, never soft.....
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