No. No I don't, but the sun is blood red. I can't see the mountains. I woke up with a slight cough and headache.
Ah shit, I'm first-worlding the straight up hell out of this one. To celebrate, let's take a look at a picture of the ash falling from the sky and some sad poetry. Cool? Cool.
So, it's out of focus, but, hey, we're on the internet and furthermore, we're on a blog run by a self-proclaimed artist. Let it slide, internet friends. Let it slide.
Oh yeah. Here is a "poetry", whatever that means. I made it because I'm a grump that knows how to use italics more than necessary. I think we'll call it the title of this post. That works, right?