a haiku for last night

first friday hipsters read from made-up, drone-on things. please, rip off my ears.

that darned sweater!

My first project since the learning of O. I am quite fond of it. One could consider it an old skin horse sweater… It was a quarter, hanging on the thrift rack, moth-eaten and lonely, un-loved. Such a gorgeous Aran sweater with a downward life.

matches and pairs

I’d like to share some great combinations that have been falling together for me of late. *And I find it sad that the LJ spell-checker does not understand that you can have more than one combination…

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a marking, offered a bit past due

One year has past for each of the Hindu chakras. One year has past for each of the classical planets. One year past for each of the seven virtues or each of the seven sins… One for each of the endocrine glands in my body. And one year for each of the seven directions… It […]

elder god of sartorialism

Tie-thulhu awakens!And he is hungry for your soul, or at least your sartorial wit. A word of advice in dealing with elder gods: Don’t make Tie-thulhu hold dinner for you. He is an impatient host, what with all the things he has to do, like conquering worlds and devouring souls and all… “Oh, my elder […]

on the topic

…of Mundies, I just posted a summary review of the Monday meme over on gay highwaymen, including photos culled from the past year of me dropping my pants. Enjoy!

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