A place for weasels, waffles, pancakes, bunnies and monkeys, as well as the occasional engaging biped to verbally wander, ponder, work up a lather, blather, get in a dither and discover but then forget to write down the meaning of life on their way to have a smoke & make a joke.
Drama prone, poo-flinging primates need not apply. Hall passes & haul passes freely granted. Passes at girls with glasses highly encouraged. 'Verbal warnings' & corporate nonsense strictly verboten.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Three years ago today, I had a no good, very bad day. Three years ago, I was reminded of the power of friends and family. Three years ago and for many months moving forward, they [the doctors] were incredulous that I was still alive. Three years later, I am.