The Eternal Question

If the eternal question is, "What is that grinning sausage doing in my nest?", then we have answered another Sphinx like riddle. But that's just a cheap tactic to delay my excuses for not posting much up over the past month, as I've been busy writing stuff as well as condemned to the more banal servitude of daily shitwork.

But, here and below are a bunch of dreams, scribbles and moments of madness scrawled with haste, the usual desperation and a leaky pen.

Thank you for stopping by.