I admit it.

I saw The New Yorker in his bio and thought,

jeezus pleasus

and other Latin phrases. 

It’s not like I didn’t want to get it

but

I don’t have my own swimming pool

so. 

And the old couple

that swim naked.  Gaa.

After a cold rain yet.

That’s just not a pretty sight. 

Probably symbolism. 

Or something. 

(hey, maybe this connects to that red wheelbarrow

and those chickens

somehow).