The Vindicated Wereowl Parade

It's an old story. A bearded man finds love, a career, owls and fifteen hundred books in a part of the country he'd previously never anticipated even visiting. He learns to stop apologizing for his very pointed interest in the darkest aspects of life and comes to terms with his spirituality, which could be classified as "probably voodoo." He shares his home with a homonculus, an ocelot and a semi-feral catling and regularly interacts with federally protected birds.You know, that tired hat.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Interlude: The anniversary.

I, too, can scarcely believe it.

This blog is 2 years old today. Two years and nearly 300 entries. All told, when compiled and printed, this blog is over

FOUR HUNDRED PAGES LONG.

I've written a book and I didn't even know it.

Anyway, when I return, the final chapter in the Dom Poops His Pants in Mexico series.

Until then, I remain,

Domonic (transparentfortwowholeyears) Potorti

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Interlude: The anniversary.

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