A fractured mind held together by cellophane and some used tack.
And he said unto us, “Hark! Could the owner of the blue 1993 Chevrolet Cavalier please contact reception? Your lights are on”. Good morning, all creatures great and small! I’m annoyingly pressed for time today so let’s just proceed directly past the inane and proceed to adding in the requisite […]
Crazy excited to say that the Dread Poets Sobriety Shop is officially LIVE and Kajeet has wares if you’ve the coin! Currently there is the brand new and spectacular novella on offer but I fully intend to bring further merchandise as soon as possible. I know people have been asking […]
Good morning, dear friends, cursed enemies and the benignly ambivalent, please make yourselves at home. Where you presumably already are. What does a frisky snake say to their potential lover in order to woo them? While seductively caressing their perched upon surface, “hey baby, come sliiiither”. Damn that’s hot. Well […]
I heard you say. Salutations friends, thank you so much for joining us for another rousing edition of, “The Blaikie Picayune”. Canada’s least popular, nonexistent, digital newspaper. And those rankings are surprisingly well contested. If no news is good news then you’re going to be ecstatic. I partook in a […]
Good morning, grateful giants, I find myself equally proportioned in my gratitude! First, thank you for bearing with me during my unannounced week off. Just needed a few moments to refresh my jumbled neural pathways. Good news, it could not have been less effective. Haven’t really written anything worthwhile in […]
