A fractured mind held together by cellophane and some used tack.
I remarked an amusing coincidence immediately after deciding on this title. One of my previous favourites (titles) was, “The Pall of the Souse of Usher”, which are both now Mike Flannagan mini-series productions. He beat me to Hill House but I to Usher, so the balance remains in check though […]
Good day, fellow travellers! Are we there yet? Spoiler, we are never to arrive. Nothing sinister, merely that often the journey IS the destination. And if we did make it, looking only back with nothing now ahead, what joy may be found there? There is a fictional tavern called, “The […]
Fair morrow, dear friends! Fair might be overly optimistic given modern societal/ international disparities but who said life or greetings were fair? Nobody but perhaps if we put that platitude to even a vague pseudo-rest, those with the short stick, or no stick at all, may fare better. At least […]
Happy Sunday! Thank you for attending the congregation of reticent humanity. I think it’s like the Unitarians but more gaudy, less God. Frocked if I know. I asked a Deacon but it turns out they were just a Democrat from Connecticut. The resident D-Phil was even less practical. Terrible opening […]
Hello there, I do hope you’re well! Well-fed, well-cared for, well in body, mind and spirit. Well endowed? If it’s your thing, I guess. One supposes it would have to be. That took a turn, one day I’ll stop improvising these introductions, I swear. Fucking hell. See? I would be […]
Dread Poets Sobriety 