You Spin Me Right Round, Baby

[staggers down the hallway of Hamartia, eyepatch over one eye and a plastic hook tucked into the opposite sleeve of his shirt, singing as he goes.]

Fifteen men on a dead man's che-est, yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil have done for the re-est, yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!

( Warning: there be monsters here. )

( Down the Rabbit Hole )

*has commandeered a table for spaceship purposes*

Soooo I just got this nifty Insane Journal thing. Thought it was kinda nice of them to call it that, makes it seem all...cozy and warm. Or at least familiar. Feel right at home, all I need's Billy, a stack of comic books, and a box of animal crackers. ...Do they come in boxes anymore? Not sure, all I ever see's bags these days. I kinda liked the boxes that looked like circus wagons. But anyway. Figured I'd take this thing for a test run, see how she drives. Which...not too bad, actually.

So that's all she wrote; I could probably go on for another hour or so, but they've got green jello today, and I wouldn't want to miss that. So this is Howlin' Mad, signing off.

-HMM