oh, sometimes irreverence drips with sarcasm

and sometimes it don't... doesn't even... yeah, and sometimes we feel like a nut and sometimes we don't, or maybe it's just me and the milions who sang along with the commercial... not judging you if you don't, i mean, ever... not to reference the old oft mocked saying "well I never!" cuz we wouldn't do such a thing, right?... so what's up out there world (and dear friends and readers and fans and patrons of the arts... by the way, patrons, just sending out a friendly and every so humbly appreciative reminder that your annual renewal for the endowment for the perpetuation of babbling and the fund for repetitive redundancy, servious irreverence, and irreverence serious that you usually send in on the first of may might have been lost in the mail so we at the foundation would so appreciate you checking on that check or electronic transfer of funds... the foundation treasures your support more than words can say but in keeping with the founding fools motto, why say in a few words what can be said so much more playfully in a thousand, i mean, we artists can draw you a picture but writers, well, we need a thousand words, or so the saying goes"...

life has been good, fun, full of softball (where we are at this very moment), and ever so babbly lately that we are dancing for joy... and joy is dancing for us at midnight after she finishes sewing her new costume... she may have even written a new song to dance to, but we don't have time to find out just now as it's time to pick up jackson... yeah, the physical world (aka TheReal(TM), i mean, as opposed to (e)thereal) does need some attention now and then... take care of yourself out there and don't forget to write...

and narf :)