Riding the Waves to Eternity: Hangin’ with the Cosmic Surfer

Bowing to our Invertebrate Overlords

Not a lot to say about today, really. The sun came out and I sat outside in it. I read quite a lot, and wrote (or at least edited) a bit.

The C*mm*ngs debacle continues to grumble on. We haven’t heard the last of it, but the git has neither resigned nor been been fired. I still think it’s only a matter of time, but what do I know? Meantime, hordes of orthopedic specialists have been congregating in Westminster and Whitehall, concerned that not a single member of the Cabinet appears to be in possession of a spine. Government by the invertebrates, for the invertebrates.

That’s it, really.

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Music: I bought this single when it came out; I still have it.