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“You can be my Yoko Homo”.
Good morning fair-weather friends, foul-weather companions and sunken inanimate wreckage. You are acknowledged! Most importantly, a cresting wave of gratitude to the amazing Gareth and his more than generous donation. Without you I would have even less time for these artistic pursuits and your support means more to me than these silly letter’s amalgamation could possibly… Continue reading
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The Antithetical Purge
Good evening dear field mice, it is so courteous of you to visit me for your obligatory head bopping. Much obliged. …Hmm working this through it seems I’m Little Bunny Fru-Fru in this allusion. Less ideal. Moving on, let’s check the big board. OK, step one would be acquiring a board of any size, preferably… Continue reading
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The Shunning of the Bulls
Good day, dear friends! Did I not tell you that you could walk upon the water, why did you not believe me? …Hold on… that may have been some other dude. Ever feel like you’re spending time staying out of trouble? Like you can’t stand still because it would find you instead necessitating a series… Continue reading
Dread Poets Sobriety 