but the trees, good god, man! the trees!

Hi,Grimm,what's up with you? Are you going to hang out with us nitwits for a while?

Don't be silly. He lost his needles so he has nothing to nitwit.

float me a beer, we'll talk, laugh, and sing. but I won't dance. it just brings back horrible memories of Vaudeville.

if by lost, you mean jabbed into the throat of a rabid vampire hobo, then yes, I "lost" them. . .and I had picked out a lovely thread to make you winter scarves with.

I hate rats.

Well, maybe they don't like YOU!


I live in Boca Raton, FL which is Spanish for "the rat's mouth", named after an ocean-adjacent inlet that's allegedly shaped like a rat's mouth. There's an untrue legend that it was once a pirate's cove used to hide and ambush ocean-faring ships going by.





And in a city where you're never more than 100 feet from a canal, there are inevitably a fair amount of rats.