Sunday, February 04, 2007

Henry Things About Stuff

The tropical summer sun beats down, like a club on the skull of a baby seal. It is a day of contemplation, of lazy, deep, sometimes disturbing thoughts. Memories. The heat a reflection of past passions, draws, drains, flows, an endless river of timeless perspiration...

For further contemplations from the brain of Henry the Adequate, seal clubber, please check out Henry's new home here.

Or, alternatively, click on the Google ad. That would be neat too.