Wednesday, May 15, 2013

For Only

Fifty seven Euros its all yours....


Tell him I said, hello.


It's Like This

Ever so often my books reach deep inside and hook their claws into my soul and refuse to release me. When book hook occurs my universe shrinks into nothingness - I simply disappear.

I apologize for my neglect of all this white space.

Not that I should feel the need for justification of my actions, but hey, you're my friends.


As it stands my plans for next weekend involve gun powder and hot lead. Should be fun. Notes will be taken.

I need to dig out a few safe queens and put 'em thru their paces. Come on down and join us...bring ammo.