two of them are in the running for the nicest guy in the world olympics and they seem to never be off the clock.

got some good news today. some very good news.

it was scary to ask for what i want. it was scary to tell the truth after sorta being burned for it recently. but dance with who brung ya and as the man said, im here with three chords and the truth.

and apparently everythings ok. my sweet angel brought home cake yesterday because she and i were under the assumption that good news was gonna happen either yesterday or today because Christmas and everything, and when the bad news came she told me about the cake and that was sorta sadder than the news.

cuz now i gotta look at this cake.

but then today good news popped outta the sky and now im eating rocky road ice cream and black and white cake.

because as she pointed out, you are black and i am white.

i asked whats that strawberry doing on top?

she said thats the baby.

i said i will throw that strawberry to the dog next door.

she said NOT THE BABY!

i said that baby looks nothing like me!

she said it’s pockmarked and sweet.

i said im neither! begone you!

(but i am sweet.)