Evocateur

I got distracted. I’m not quitting this thing again. Honest.

(Among other things, I need to hack this theme into a less puke-inducing appearance. text-align: justify, wtf)

Not two days after I finally get around to finishing Hunter S. Thompson’s Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas, this Diesel Sweeties comic pays homage to the work in its title.

Coincidence? Of-bloody-course. But amusing, nonetheless.
(P.S., go read the book already)

A well spent seven minutes of my life.

Insofar as it describes my habitual train of thought, I might as well title this post “What [I] do every night, Pinky”. I am writing a bunch of patter just to get myself back in the pseudo-confessional habit.

You’re probably reading this through a feed reader, and $deity-bless you, because the theme blows visual Bronx cheers. I’ve been a bit busy since I shuffled my world-wide-webly possessions into its shiny new Solaris home. Perhaps this weekend.

I just noticed that I have to get the Markdown plugin installed. I coulda swore it was included by default. Lots of things to do. Lots of time to do it.

We now return you to our regularly-scheduled program.