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    Thursday, December 29, 2005


    I'm afraid most of my Brain Gas is currently being released on a regular basis at the local watering hole and therefore find little to talk about. I'm sure that as soon as I return to the isolation of the cabin that I will once again victimize you with it here. Look upon this as a slight reprieve from my incessant stupidity and be grateful. Should any rampantly vulgar bit of Humanity raise its ugly head however, I’ll do my best to perpetuate it here as soon as possible.

    As Michael-Paul once said through the blurry haze of much brewed liquid enlightenment, “Beached whales make baby Jesus cry.”

    I leave you to ponder this.

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