on the feast of Stephen

 You have no fucking idea where we are, have you?

 I knew I should have taken my Dramamine.

 Use your turn signal, asshole!

Needs a Prop. 65 warning.

I said some words to the close and holy darkness, and then I slept.

Christmas shopping at Gursky Ranch

Have a lark today

upriver

Happy Birthday, Dad

hither, wither, wuther, yon