Friday, December 19, 2008

Wooly Willy

Like a sculptor does find form in a stone slab, so too will I search deep in the bush to discover my mustache.  Ah, to drink, perchance to dream...  To bed, anon, leaning heavily upon my Wizard's stick.  Rhodes Skatepark 3pm 12/20

1 comment:

a. mortician said...

We certainly hope that Mr. Bloke posts an image of the aftermath of a razor before he heads off to the race. We also wish he and the Nostalgia for Infinity great luck in todays bitter endeavor.