May I direct your attention here…….
Absolutely nothing to report from the home stead.
It appears this day, October 27, 2011, will be a day spent resolving household problems of a mechanical nature. I’m a big fat procrastinator. We know this.
While I percolate something pithy to post upon my new digs here, I suppose I shall leave you with a bit of music.
Circa 1983. Australia. Some greasy pub in Perth.
You knew Christina Amphlett could out-drink you at the gig, drag you home, have enough steam to wad you into an obtuse geometric shape, like a rhombus, and then set your pubes on fire as a finale. You just knew it.
And to add some grub to the stake, you just had to find out, didn’t you?