Apologies to the poor suffering blog, due to my being away on assorted bits of travel. In no particular order, here are some observations from the travel beautification routine:
That’s for Monday. Here’s some unctuous chocolatey olive-oily scrumptiousness to tide you over in the meantime:
Not my thing personally, as I don’t think there’s need or want for them (on me, anyway). Looks to me like with this skin here, they’d be an unnecessary vanity and would impede my rapid progress towards bed in the evening. Performing a pure public service here. Continue reading
just for the hell of it (from my “green/grow the fuck up” Google image search). Normal service resumes some point later in the week…
The Face Yoga Troll proves to be a multi-faceted character with previously unknown hidden depths:
and not the post I’ve been going to write for months–indeed, one of the reasons I started this blog in the first place was so as to have a place where I count vent, fully and liberally and unrestrained, about this prime case of idiocy and blot on the 21st-century landscape.
WARNING: EPIC POST.
SOME AMUSING THINGS
Rearranged to suggest narrative links. I’m afraid the main one that suggests itself to me is completely misanthropic. 😦 Continue reading