We haven't spoken for an eon it seems. I hope she can find something organic and the je ne sais quoi, I don't want to scare away all of the tourists. How many glaciers have we ruptured into the fjords. Obviously she needs someone to chat with when she's bored. How am I supposed to know where to "drill for oil". I'm just another dumb musician with too many languages condensed on the page. So we wake with a flint and? Do you know what to do I ask? Go camping, somewhere warm or cold? Long distance communication. Ok I'll attempt to be available.
Let's buy seeds at Svalbard and taste something. Mrs. Clause for Xmas? I don't know if I'm brave enough to grow a beard that long to get yanked on by some brat named? Straight A's.
Remember the Nightmare Before Christmas and the Grinch? I'm currently at simplicity..
Ok too soon.
Trees are important. Yes. Those huggable pencils.
Old growth definitely off limits.
Maybe I'll just forage. At the grocery store.
Otherwise, I hope the old people are fun to talk to.
Will it be a Top Secret Christmas, or will everyone know?
The lights. LED?
I'll California meditate on it, obviously.
Definitely the safest Christmas ever, obviously.
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