tommysativa

hey hey hey...

no it ain't fat albert or dwayne, tis me, doktah T Sativa. Life is improving...sort of. I've managed to one up those little deers that keep munchin' all the greens in my garden. The slugs are relentless, but the aphids are packing it up ...I may just get to eat something from my labors yet.

From left field, It seems I may have another kidlet on the way ...aaarrghgh! I swear my sperm are star trek issue, using transporters n shit. Birth control is useless against them. Warning to all women reading this ...you may get preggers just by passing your eyes over my image!! Man, so that makes number three, which I seriously have to come to terms with. The first two are utterly amazing, but I can't really see a third fitting into this tight little mold. Two was just enough to replace me and their mum, but three just seems superfluous and uncool. So, that's the schtick on me. I walk in my little forest a lot, breathe and check out all the moss n ferns n mushrooms, thriving in the cool mist and I just try to make sense of all this. I suspect most all of you cats have no clue what the hell I'm goin' through here. You lucky dogs are young n single, free as the breeze and still know what spare time is. Enjoy it, amigos. When responsibility comes knocking, it may just have one big ass crate to deliver. Still, thanks for the love. Blessed be, yah?