I’m naming it Skankonia.

The word of the day is: Skank.

[ skangk ] Slang. noun a prostitute; whore: I won’t date someone who dresses like a skank. a person who is sexually promiscuous, especially a woman: Her classmates called her a liar and a skank. a dirty, repulsive, or immoral person: That hate-preaching skank is getting me really mad. dirty or repulsive matter; filth: Don’t wash the dog in the bathtub—it took a lot of scrubbing to clean the skank out! a dance usually performed to reggae, dub, or ska music and characterized by jerky, rhythmic movements, bending forward while swinging the arms and raising the knees. verb (used without object) to dance the skank: If you’re ready to skank hard, come to our club and bring your positive energy

I can’t even begin to tell you how much I still love ska.

I listen to it a lot when I run.

“Ball of Fire” by the Skatalites in one of my favorite albums.

It always feels like summer to me.

How the fuck is it Friday?!

Not that that means anything.

I have a wedding this afternoon.

Tomorrow is pretty open after the futbol match.

Sunday is Prop Ninja’s Wedding 2: Electric Boogaloo.

It may seem like I don’t have much on the books, but I do.

I’m hoping to get a fire going in the backyard and to gather and burn all the large pieces of jungle mulch that litter the ground all over Lippincottonia.

Most of the mulch is small, but there’s still a considerable amount that I wouldn’t want to hit with my mower and send flying at 14 billion miles an hour.

Those are the pieces that need picking up and burned.

I think that’d earn me a nap.

Don’t you?

No?

Oh well.

You’re welcome to come gather sticks with me.

There’ll be fire.

It’ll be fun.

See ya’ tomorrow?

More soon. ~SC