Getting closer to the big move. I guess that there’s not much more to say about it. I listened to way too much Utah Phillips last night. Now I’m feeling feisty.
If anyone wants to burn a bank down today, let me know.
On a lighter note (ha! pun!):
The pitfalls of megalomania, from BLDGBLOG.
Amanda Palmer goes to the Golden Globes. She’s more than Neil Gaiman’s fiancee, but that might get you started on context. If you were unaware of Amanda Palmer. Not that you would be.
Maybe if Umar Farouk Abdul Mutallab would’ve picked up a pair of these, things could have gone better for him. Terroristically speaking, of course.
Should I remind you that Basil’s birthday is only 8 months away?
Oh, the Universe!
Like I said, feisty:
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