When our old travel agent died, we asked the private investigators next door for a recommendation. They gave us the number of a Joe Pulver who they swore could get them to hell and back, by any means necessary. I figured that by “hell”… Continue Reading “The number of the bEast is 999”
“Intertropical Convergence Zone” is up at Chizine. It’s almost the 4th of July, and I’m celebrating it for the first time this year, in batik. I don’t think when I was little I even knew what the 4th of July was.