On this edition of OL Plays? We’re talking cuckold Coconut Water! (Pun?) We’re beating Katana Zero! We’re working our yoga breath! We’re celebrating a decade of OL We’re imploring friends to take their tarps off. A usual Saturday night.

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I’m off until September, but am I really up to something these days? I don’t know the answer, but I also don’t know if it matters. You know? Been padding my time with some sleeping. Some gaming. Watching movies. Doing work! Oh yard work. Cutting down shrubs, mowing the lawn, weeding. And, if I’m being honest? I enjoy it. A mixture of zen-like moments, and tangible progress. Anyways, this here is a tardy edition of Monday Morning Commute. The wank-off session where we all share what we’re up to across a given week.

The wank-off? Figurative. But, go ahead and be literal with it if you want.

I ain’t judging.

Anyhoo! Anyways! I’ll go first.

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I know that I haven’t written a Monday Morning Commute in a hot minute, and if truth be told, I don’t want to be writing one now! Hey, how’s that for a hello! But, I gotta admit. It’s just tough to get the juice needed to spin one. However what I know is this: for every week a skip, it becomes more difficult. So here I am, friends. Every once in a while I wax nostalgic here, a bit lachrymal. Despite closing in on a solid fucking decade of OL this August (I say goddamn!), there’s always a bit of me that misses the old days.

What can ya do, nothing gold can stuff. And, if gold can’t stay, imagine the lasting power of this shambling space-ship in the middle of Oblivion.

So even though these posts feel more like Captain’s Logs chronicling the end-run of blog entropy rather than a communal experience these days, I’m here! And this is what I’m digging and anticipating this week.

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