It is with all sincerity that Demonika, Buddy and I wish you and yours a very happy and safe Thanksgiving weekend.
If you need us, we’ll be in bed eating giant novelty croissants, fondüe and getting blasted on Ouzo.
Photo by Hurl.
From time to time when embarking on the adventure of penning new posts, I might have a theme in mind, or possibly just simply something I need to get off of my chest. Some days I have nothing but a disconnected array of fodder to regurgitate into the electronic void that is the internet, the mental image of which makes me think of the following ‘Dr. Who’ opening sequence;
Today happens to be one of those days.
Holy, holy, holy crap.
But maybe not necessarily the kinds of changes Mr. Bowie was referring to.
Photo courtesy of Devon.