The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Monday, March 14, 2011

The winter of our discontent

I am loathe to report that it's fucking snowing!  But it is. This winter has been obnoxious in its unwillingness to GO THE FUCK AWAY!

With an impending root canal in an hour I have nothing else to say.  Except for some obvious pun about it being Monday.

And so it goes: