as listened to from the tent

I feel like I’m poking my head into a big empty auditorium with all the lights dimmed, accompanied by the sensation of doom that the janitor is going to catch me sneaking around. I always intended this blog to be updated at least once a week with my latest exploits waiting for you to visually devour them. It has turned into a mini series of novels that goes on hiatus for unexplained amounts of time only to return to three issues being released at once. My goal of not being... read more...