



My car has died. It is in the shop until further notice because my tranny transmission broke. I have been walking to work and I consequently have blisters. Oh woe is me. On the upside, yesterday I learnt about a drink called a Pickleback. This consists of cheap bourbon with dill pickle brine. OH HAPPY DAY. Considering my love of frickles, pickles and all things gherkin related, this is indeed a joyous discovery.
This has nothing to do with my images, because I explained where they came from in the post below. The Iris Murdoch cover is deliciously terrifying.
1 comment:
PICKLES AND WHISKEY? You just made me puke a lil bit in my mouth!!!!! ha ha
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