BYEEEEEE

september is over, fiiiiinally.
jeez.
what a month.
it dragged on and on forever and somehow still flew by in a flash-
if ever there was a combination that didn't make me psyched, that's the one.
but,
we're over it.
it has reached its ending point.
and the very good news?
october is not allowed to be lame.
sorry, but rules is rules.
so get ready for leaves and love and crisp air and pumpkin treats
and hallowe'en and all the good things.
also, this month will mark 20 years of tattooing for me.
also also, harvest turns 19 towards the end of the month.
also also also, the costume game is coming on strong for october.
are we sad september is over?
nope.
but would you like to see some highlights from the last days?
ok.
check it:

c'mon!!
and she's such a lil cutie happy round dream baby.
if her mother wasn't so F*ing expert at taaking good care,
everybody would be worse off, for sure.
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the bread scene at the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress has been elevated as well:

y'need good bread to make great sandwiches,
and you KNOW that sandwich week was dope.
the best part of the whole F*ing month, actually.
here's another 'nother sandwich:

crispy breaded tofu, avocado, and tempeh bacon,
with onion and lettuce and toasty bread with a lil vegan mayo and cilantro...
the bread is incredible,
and i'm not even getting that weird with it.
it's crazy good, though, and if nothing else,
sandwich week helped me perfect the perfect loaf.
now, lemme confess i dunno what's IN the spicy blend on the tofu.
i see fire roasted tomato sprankles but otherwise,
i'm at a loss for remembering.
and that's the thing, neighbors.
for every food i write about, i eat way more.
and for all i do all day, it all just dominoes down the timeline into oblivion.
look:

it IS pretty delicious looking and it was pretty delicious tasting.
and i like that.
also, the bread, like i said, is getting good.

C'MON.
that's open crumb oven spring on the sourdough,
like i'm a old german grandfather baking in the mountains using earth ovens or somethin'.
ha.
there's always something happening up here.
that's it, really.
it's always somethin'.
and mostly, it's hard and heavy and difficult.
this has been a lot of fun, and very cathartic for my days and my nights,
but it is for sure time for something new.
the comfort and familiarity of time-wasting has been great.
really and truly.
i can't figure out what's next, but this ain't it.
not anymore;
never quiet, never soft.....