Neighbourhoods and joints

Neighbourhoods and joints. Comfortini and sake and long dry nights. Thank God for friends who make one see the black and the white; and thank God for friends who drive one around in the middle of the night. Egging and egging, into the realm of practicality. Some of us do need that push. So here's to the past rollercoaster week, and for perspectives just barely balancing above the nadir. Yes, just barely.

Fingers crossed. After all homo sapiens are habitual creatures (some more than others).

Hair, there and everywhere

"Are you growing your hair, or is it growing by default?"


Yes, believe it or not, someone ACTUALLY asked me this question today. Tough one eh?

..a new year cometh

As the train sleepily chugged along, I amused myself by drinking umpteen cups of watered down tea provided by two marketing savvy railway tea porters, and clicking photos of the heavily foggy first day of 2007.



Oh the joys of winter...I lurrve lurrrve lurrrve it!

Small print: We'ell, I drank seven and one sip of the eighth cup actually (I gagged and couldn't drink any more of the eighth), but 'umpteen' sounded more poetic...