Once again, I am going insane over this idea.

I'm going to skateboard all over your face with a little, tiny skateboard.

"I planted this tree in your memory,
then I cut it down just to sit on the stump."
- Corndawg

What a frustrating month I am amongst. September, however shall be the bomb. October, should be the bomb pop. November, a smooth ride through smooth land. December, a time to give thanks. Hopefully, I'll sleep a lot.

What will the winds of fate hold for me downtown. Here I go again out on my own.

It just occured to me that houndstooth is a tesselation.