Savor Each Moment

Whether a totally tubular ordinary day, or...hmm... perhaps at the approach of yuletide, one need not go far and wide across the webbed world to experience being unified, this quasi motto maxim of sorts analogous to auld sanity clause trailguide motivates me to seek if necessary all the way to Telluride to attempt Swiss-side enlightenment with every stride, thus please feel free and clear to chat streamside ideally at springtide, yea your welcome, yes do respond to this snide loner if game to chess das side to accompany this gadabout (once pawn a time) rook key nada so longfellow wordsworth king rustler, yup, who still attests to occupy ringside available vacancy for queenside guest of honor, (gnome hatter if ye happen tubby pride full favoring an effeminate poetic guy), also...provide ding no aversion toward this moon face planetwide, Martian hood doth bleach blonde his hair with peroxide, this lapsed lose zoo lee errant knight well, that could pose a minor drag) hubble restraint, I would override, but actually this ring around the collar, (sans whiskey perspiration at noontide), drunkard, (that's when my late morning gets broken) yea...way offset from nationwide conformity, nonetheless huff fain tuff fellowship with me, a chap who doth not arise before the crack of noon lest inside his noggin oozes like a mudslide, (which on May 31, 1889 washed away Johnstown, Pennsylvania), the damn burst (like a Led Zeppelin), and roared down the mountainside triggered (human sited) landslide decimating, leveling, and uprooting, every friggin gabled house along hillside, which essentially created massive graveside.