I had hoped to be posting a pic from the
Anthrax gig I just went to - sadly my honesty in asking the door staff if photography was cool was my undoing there.
I also considered posting a pic of the alien mass that has been growing on the side of my pinky finger for the last few years. I go into surgery in a few hours to have it hacked mercilessly off. The surgeon tells me it is a giant cell tumour, but I secretly suspect it is a budding mini-me.
But no pic of said mass, because the shot I took of it out the front of the Anthrax gig, was boring.
So, given due respect of the risks of the anaesthetic I am to go under I thought this pic of a
native Australian reptile - who's future is entirely uncertain - was somewhat appropriate.
And should I never return from the barbiturate slumber, such a black pic makes a fitting end to this blog.
Bwahaha. That's bleak for you. See you all tomorrow.
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