on saturdays keaton and i like to take our morning coffee to the loft and perch in the bed with our yellow lab.
and when it rains like this morning, well, the perching is just grand.
we pretty much rant and rave, and bad mouth anyone and everyone.
it’s a weekend cleansing of sorts.
during this latest perchment, we talked about systems of oppression, and the clash between the american dream and the limits of resources.
holy cow, we really know how to have fun.
later i plan to hammer tacks into my eyes.
oh boy, so much joy is almost criminal.