When Life Gives You Sweet Potatoes.
0March 7, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
Plant a rose bush on top of your dead cat.
The word of the day is: Collage.
| [ kuh-lahzh, koh- ] noun a technique of composing a work of art by pasting on a single surface various materials not normally associated with one another, as newspaper clippings, parts of photographs, theater tickets, and fragments of an envelope. a work of art produced by this technique.Compare assemblage (def. 3). an assemblage or occurrence of diverse elements or fragments in unlikely or unexpected juxtaposition: The experimental play is a collage of sudden scene shifts, long monologues, musical interludes, and slapstick. a film that presents a series of seemingly unrelated scenes or images or shifts from one scene or image to another suddenly and without transition. verb (used with object), col·laged, col·lag·ing. to make a collage of: The artist has collaged old photos, cartoon figures, and telephone numbers into a unique work of art. |
Yesterday, after getting the cookie booth set up, I bought a rose bush and planted it on Kingston’s grave.
One day I’ll have a little rose garden from all the coddamn pets.
After making Kingston a pretty little final resting place, I set to mulching the flower bed by the walkway.
Then I started cutting shit down.
Until the bar on my chainsaw took a shit.
The front gear busted and now it is very upset.
I took that as my cue to go shower and put soft pants on for the rest of the day.
Which is what I did.
So today is going to be a burning day.
I’m gonna get rid of all that shit I cut down yesterday.
Right after I go help set up this next cookie booth.
If you need Girl Scout cookies, I know a lady.
Otherwise, you can come burn stuff.
Or leave me the fuck alone today.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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