It’s random. It’s Thursday. It’s Random Thursday!
I’m blaming the blood moon.
What’s your excuse?
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I have one question . . .
But I’m afraid to ask it.
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Violaceous
A house was recently put up for sale in Middlesex.
This wouldn’t be particularly interesting, if it weren’t for the seller’s favorite color.
They really like purple.
Really.
Like.
Purple.
There’s nothing wrong with this, of course.
Color obsession isn’t a moral failing, and at least the shades aren’t fighting each other.*
I do have to wonder, though, looking at the rest of the house,
whether this is actually a case of one ex-spouse saying,
“Yes, fine, I’ll pay for the staging of the house, but I get 75% of the profit after the sale.”
And the other spouse just smiling in agreement,
while pictures of purple sugarplums and “Price Reduced” signs
dance in his or her head.
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FIVE DAYS
Until I see these guys in concert!
I can’t wait, Dee!
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No, Mr. Bond . . . .
I expect you to SIT.
Yes, I know this chair is more Blofeld’s style than Goldfinger’s
but I couldn’t bring myself to think about allowing
a long-haired white cat
in the same room with that upholstery.
Talk about a view to a kill . . .
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Khövsgö Lake
Youri DeFrance (aka Youri Blow) is a musician and song writer who plays a variety of instruments.
Including all parts of his voice box.
Remarquablement . . . convaincant, non?
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*I confess that I’m just a tad little disturbed by the shag rug bathtub . . . And the leather bowl chair next to it. I’m not judging . . . but I’m thinking.
Earful of Cider 