The same friend who thoughtfully snagged a metal concert shirt for me in Daytona, just now sent this pic of a mystery thriller book she picked up for me while at a metaphysical used book store somewhere in Florida. I've never heard of the title, but am looking forward to reading it as part of my 2021 sprint to the FINISH line.
(Will I be reading on New Year's Eve? Fuck me. I know already I will be.)
Obviously, she knows about my tomato project obsession I've been scribbling on and talking about.
(yawning)
This is just some late night slow motion Book Lodge drama, but I'm really psyched she's reaching out with a tomato book at the same time she's cheerleading MY tomato tome.
Such female friends are rare.
I'm a lucky bastard.
A gorgeous gaudy heavy metal shirt AND a tomato titled murder mystery book?
Jesus Christ and his disciples on a pizza with Mary Magdalene serving the wine!
(This Frisbee-sized pizza wafer is my body. Eat it.)
The next Full Moon is the 19th. I'm certainly ~feeling it.~