I walk streets of Japan till I get lost
With a graveyard tan and carrying a cross
I like studying faces in a parking lot
I like driving backwards in the fog
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
I like gospel music and canned applause
I like colorful clothing in the sun I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
If it doesn’t remind me of anything
I’m the voice inside your head you refuse to hear
I’m the face that you have to face mirrored in your stare
I’m what’s left I’m what’s right I’m the enemy
I’m the hand that will take you down bring you to your knees
So who are you? Yeah who are you?
Yeah who are you? Yeah who are you?
… lowered my mark for the third successive timed run with a personal best … 57.8 seconds. AND, finally obliterating that stubborn sub minute barrier in the process … but honestly can’t see much more improvement. I’m hopeful to go below 55 seconds eventually … even that’s a lofty goal … only time will tell!! 😉
with my bottle of Jack and my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame and yo I never went back
please God please I’ll pay any cost
if you’d just stop the world ’cause I wanna get off
there’s too much hardship there’s too much pain
there’s too many motherfuckers tryin’ to get in my brain
now I’ve been walkin’ the Earth since the beginning of time
and won’t leave till I’ve received that seventh sign
all this talk they’re gonna drop the bomb
but life keeps going on and on and on and on
the world’s end don’t worry me
and I’m gonna get where I’m going just don’t hurry me
’cause I’m in no rush and I can’t stand rushin’
everything’s slow motion like I’m trippin’ on tussin
One of the many healthy herbal tea products from Traditional Medicinals … it caught my eye while tea shopping for Tiff as I was familiar with it having previously bought dandelion root tablets. Its health benefits are incredible, and I’m happy having incorporated it into my nightly routine. It has a pleasant taste … you can actually taste the roasted flavour.
… in a hearty Sangiovese/beef broth sauce w/ sundried tomatoes, onions, carrots, celery, and garlic on a bed of buttered egg noodles … Happy B-Day Tiff!!
… ya ALMOST ruined ma b-day dinner for TIFF K!! Yer recipe writing skills leave a lot to be desired … lucky for you I have shittywrittenrecipefixingskills!! 👿
… what a mess!! Backbreaking too, VERYÂ heavy … every shovelful felt like I was lifting and tossing a water filled 10 gallon pail. I’d like to say, I kicked its ass … but not this time!!
Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, open up your eyes
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies
The wind is low, the birds will sing
That you are part of everything Dear Prudence, won’t you open up your eyes?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear Prudence, let me see you smile
Dear Prudence, like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence, won’t you let me see you smile?
… ANNOYINGStarbucks customer?! Person directly ahead of me, with all her silly requests, AND taking her sweet-ass oblivious time … with all her changing of silly requests to sillier ones as well, keeping the queue stagnant … as if the Starbucks world revolves around her. Order yer shit and scooch outta the way cunt!! These were her last words to patient Starbucks-barista-dude when she finally was finished  … little did she know it wasn’t him, but ME she was bothering at the time. 👿
You can holler you can wail
You can swing you can flail You can fuck like a broken sail
But I’ll never give you up
If I ever give you up my heart will surely fail
No one’s really there fighting for you in the last garrison
No one except yourself that is no one except you
You are the one who’s got your back ’til the last deed’s done
The end of the something I did not want to end
Beginning of hard times to come
But something that was not meant to be is done
And this is the start of what was
It’s the end of something I did not want to end
Beginning of hard times to come
But something that was not meant to be is done
And this is the start of what was
It’s the end of the something I did not want to end
Beginning of hard times to come
But something that was not meant to be is done
And this is the start of what was
It’s the end of the something I did not want to end
Beginning of hard times to come
But something that was not meant to be is done
And this is the start of what was
… yesterday’s leftovers; collard greens, tomato sauce and potatoes that I baked. Knew that it wanted more liquid/sauce, so today I added between 500 ml and a litre of water and stove top cooked it (basically reheating, letting it slowly simmer) in my All-Clad saucier. Transforms it to more of a soup/stew … just loosened it up, and changed it completely. A few pics y’all.