TK's Blog

Crap. I am in so much trouble. I haven't done any significant work for, like, ages. Granted, I have been dealing with the Flu That Just Won't Quit and having fever dreams that don't seem to stop when I'm awake but still. That accounts for only the smallest portion of my delinquency.

(speaking of delinquency have you bought your issue of The Delinquent yet? Hmmm?)

I would be in more of a flap, but, perspective:

Last night a man pitched up against the railings outside my house and started wailing "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He had a small dog with him. I put on my coat, went outside and asked him if he was ok. He started singing, the dog came inside the front door and I panicked, but it just walked out again and he cuddled it. He looked really cold so I heated up my handwarmers and left them by him. He was still singing and he sounded really sad.