T R U T H

PINOT ENVYAin't it funny when last night's date nite included schnitzel and Bavarian beer and this morning's workout choice a documentary on Prohibition that was replete with Bavarian beer barons. The moral of the date was "beware of house guests who leave the refrigerator door open".

Don't box me, bro', as in put me in a coffin and give me a dirt nap. Scientific studies are where stud bodies belong. Life is a streaming trilogy with infinite seasons Ours is in the prequel stage where I've mastered motorboat and windshield wiper and I'm stalling the director because this is my favorite episode much like Ptolemy's ambrosia. I'm still mastering the F keys and figured out there's no need for me to figure out why men have nipples. The tile roof is our umbrella and legging the walking path inside these walls rounds out what the Gazelle tests everyday. I lie down because the Simmons understands and responds accordingly. No need for stirrups these days.