the new hottness.

fire, food, friends, family, and Folk Life.
that's what the preamble to '15 was composed with.
all the old papers and boxes and letters,
and all the post-XI-mas litter and wrappings and trappings
were all assigned a purpose,
and they served it with distinction.
yeah.
what's the haps when it's four degrees outside,
and the wintry wind is chilling all the wrapped-up bones in your body,
and biting all the exposed skin spots?
oh.
did you say hot fire?
well, yes, actually....
that's exactly what's up.
check the goodbye-to-2014-type teleport:

boo-ya, bonfire!
the boon of blazing boomfire blast!
because when it's cold,
there isn't much that's hotter and better and more expert
than a raging stormswept savage combusting conflagration.
we love it.
and seriously,
if harvest and maple don't want to smile in pictures,
well,
then their pulled-faces are still gonna be what i show y'all:

hahahaha.
stop.
we burned every scrap of paper, cardboard, and tissue,
and maybe even a little bit of poisonous plastic by 'accident'.
the thing is,
it went up faster than you might expect,
and burned hotter than we could stand,
but,
it was over before we knew it.
dang.
the roaring, roasting, toasty tongues of flame didn't stick around,
but the bang and crackle of fireworks continued well into today.
there were four of us,
hanging out, spanning time, and making the best of all of it.
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress doesn't do well in below-freezing temperatures.
and as such,
with the chill insinuating itself at the seams and sills of the castle,
there were many, many layers,
and then a few more layers,
and maybe a robe and a blanket or two, too.
the fire helped at first,
for sure-
but,
like all good things i've ever experienced
the ending was unrewarding, and the last smoky sparks and guttering sputters
really left a great deal to be desired.
neighbors,
that's the whole year, summed up in an upcycled garbage fire.

yeah.
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the thing is,
it's a brand new brave bold and beautiful new year,
but the old rules are still applicable.
just be dope, or F* right off.
that's the truth.
and when it comes down to it,.
we're always resolute;
never quiet, never soft.....