Month: August 2009
Sheep Stomach Lighting
Or the post otherwise known as “What We Talked About Saturday Night” First, sorry I’m late today. Been busy being sick since Sunday, actually. You know that poem I set to publish yesterday? In my feverish state I overlooked a couple of details I’d possibly change now, but no matter! It’s gone out into the…
The blog of my enemy is failing
The blog of my enemy is failing and I celebrate. Gone is the fizz and dapper swagger of awards won and rankings claimed. Your Fitzgeraldean party is over. What good is precocious verve, or the generosity of ‘linky-loving’ be when even the trolls, sniffing the wounds, have left you alone for gamer prey, for other…
Hugs
Riley took this photo of Keira and I having a cuddle. Now I know next to nothing about photography, but I don’t think it’s too bad. Proportion wise we’re in the middle with almost equal light and space on either side. If I was going to do anything I would take out the bottom inch…
