Pfunksfoolosophy

It’s been a lovely day. So lovely in fact, that I took my sorry butt to the park. There were people laughing, people smiling…no man playing guitar, but there was a man selling ice cream. It was OVERPRICED! What happened to a pushup pop costing 75 cents? Two bucks? You should have seen the guy’s face when I said, ‘I’ll thank you to stop pulling my leg’–it was priceless. Needless to say, I didn’t buy a pushup pop from that purveyor of frozen treats. I went to Freddie’s place down the street from my apartment and paid a dollar. It was delightful.

On to other news: I think I’m nearly finished with my book. Please hold your applause. It’s going to rock the school. (I hope) Once it’s been edited and published you’ll all say you knew me when…right? Ah, shaddup…

You know, I started this weekend off feeling pretty snap crackly but it’s all groovy. Sometimes you’ve got to enter the silence in order to allow the words to flow. And sometimes it’s a really good idea to drink yourself to sleep. Either way, I’m sure the best is yet to come. How are you feeling guys? Talk it up out there.