Oh to be three and drip around the house with my shirt lifted up like a tiny net carrying like... wet rocks and sticks and shit.

There's when we had it made, luggin' the haul.

A baby with its tiny-ass fingers clasped together: "Give us this day our daily titty."

Toast in Fourteen Easy Steps

It's time to put away my summer beanie hat and dust off the fall beanie hat.

Convert me to steak sauce education immediately.

Cuddling up this evening with a damp burlap bag of discarded roofing nails. I can't read so this makes for a cozy moment of respite.

Tumble-dry high for once, you cowardly fabrics.

Information is food, both are consumed. If something you're reading is hard to swallow, try smaller bites, eat around the fat, and make sure you're not chewing on a piece of wrapper still stuck to the bottom.

I wish I was more helpful with life but ultimately I'm just hungry.

When you feel like you can't get enough and somebody says; "Enough, enough getting." And you agree it was too much and say "Got it." and they say "No, stop! You just got more! No more getting, okay‽" And you're worried now like "Alright, gotcha." And they vanish screaming "Not me too..."

I'll tell you what's entertaining...

Entertainment.

Every year we say November, but I'm here to tell this Vember fellow that they're welcome at my place. I probably won't have any good snacks until tomorrow though.