Day: August 8, 2005


    • I've begun drinking a Great Lakes beer called Nosferatu. 
    • It's self-described as "The Beer with a bite. Aptly named after the notorious German vampire from the 1920s.  This deep red ale is highly topped and rich with flavor, yet remarkably balanced from start to finish."
    • (notice the biting disdain that Nosferatu casts upon my drinking his beer out of  a CocaCola glass.)



    • I've taken lately to running in Dreamland cemetary just in black, or (here) for a change, in Escher-ghostly charcoal and black.



    • With every passing year, Goldie Hawn, as an actress, grows in my bestowed esteem and admiration.
    • She never does seem to get older in real life, does she?  What's up with that?!



    • (from Death Becomes Her)
    • Don't you dare try to profile me by this blog.  Offenders will be punished under the glow of the upcoming full moon.

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