in the basement of the alamo

easy, gentle reader, i'm back. the hiatus was due to a move to my VERY OWN SPACE. i love my former roommate and dear friend, but being on your own is (for moi) a real treat. at last, i can shake my tailfeather uninhibited at any hour with my ipod. pix of my new pad coming soon.

but for now, feast your eyes on this. coincidence, or not? last night, i watched the movie this t-shirt references, and today, here she is... (damn that dirty rotten crystal ball reader)