happy new big jar of farmer's market kimchi day imaginary constructs
my poem about brewing post apocalyptic pruno from irradiated pouches of baja blast syrup got rejected by taco bell quarterly so i guess i can try and submit it somewhere else now
i made a batch of slappers out of old nametag stickers then i painted them with ink blown out of scrapped children's markers. when i passed some of them later, after a big rain, everything but the sharpie ink had bled away. now i am playing with some ideas that use that, so the disappearing colors reveal elements that weren't visible before, like those old disappearing bathing suit pens, but less bawdy, probably
i was planning to skip free museum day this month, but i think i'll go just to see that new vision photography exhibit again
i picked up some tepache pineapple cider and some hard root beer for upcoming friday rage nights with finn and fall. i'm excited by how awful they might taste mixed together in a baby bborg
whatever else might happen, ima eat a bunch of fruit for dinner: a peach, some cherries, that tangerine that looks like the ones grew in peoples yards when i was a kid
