Occasional Holy Man and Luthier Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts About Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, and Interesting People. Thalassophile. Nemesis of all Celebrities [except for Chuck Norris].
He Lives Vicariously Through Himself. He has a Piece of Paper That Proves He's Laird of Glencoe.
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Please forgive the intermittent posting over the next few days. Not only do I have much with which to catch up, as I've been away nearly five weeks, but my body still insists from time to time that it's fourteen hours ahead of what my clock says.