Cheating Death (it’s a mugs game)
Monday, September 1st, 2008’twas on a glorious afternoon such as this that I found myself outside on my balcony basking in the glory of the previously mentioned afternoon. It had been storming like a mofo but the sun had put a stop to that with some well placed ultra violet menace and was now busy decimating the puddles and putting things right. I took a moment to appreciate the natural order of things. The birds were singing, the trees were growing, and a little bee buzzed into my reverie and landed upside down in a puddle. (more…)


