Thanks for the update on the "don't wear your expensive heels out walking the prelude to the Art Walk and Museum shop....subliminal thought waves that are IN THE AIR."
I know lots { and by lots of course I mean a multitudes) of peoples around the planet are planning for the holidaze...
and well, since I was upstairs today in the attic comp chording in the creepy jazz symphonic modals, i thought i would reassure myself because we haven't been able to-uh... er... ... or i should say i haven't been able to keep my pledge again this year to be a good financial steward with my donation dollars.
Hopefully, the art fund wasn't compromisered by the perpetual synopsis in motion... that weird anomylist of fake contritions that confound and polorize the blending of the christmas goosers....
heckle heckle heckle... uh, no... not you, er...i mean... not unknown.
Goodness gracious my grand dad would be upset if i did not remind everyone on the rock and roll fantasy sled to hell, that i was in the cors today first, and then hit old schooled jonah with a 6.
Tarsheeesh!!!!!
please tall my hi-a-watt amps I'll be bedding down in the manger sometime soon... as soon as soooooon is.
trustfully your brother,
daniel.. the wandering martian
up up and away with my beautiful gazzoooo to you too.
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