Visiting the US : 2018 edition
April 28 - 04 May; NOLA
04 May - 06 May; Albany, NY
06 - 18 May: TBC – Reach out & persuade me!
18 - 22 May: SF & Central, CA
22 - 25 May: Cambridge & Boston, MA
25 May: Back to Australia

seen from Canada
seen from China
seen from Portugal

seen from New Zealand

seen from Brazil
seen from Russia
seen from China
seen from Portugal
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from China

seen from Netherlands
seen from China
seen from Maldives

seen from Netherlands
seen from Netherlands
Visiting the US : 2018 edition
April 28 - 04 May; NOLA
04 May - 06 May; Albany, NY
06 - 18 May: TBC – Reach out & persuade me!
18 - 22 May: SF & Central, CA
22 - 25 May: Cambridge & Boston, MA
25 May: Back to Australia
Oh, nothing. Just hanging out with the internet. No big deal.
I am on record with title of my autobiography, "She Went Home to Poop."
I'm choking on my own spit in bed laughing at your reblobb of the giant cabbage. Can't. Breathe.
As I have said before, I can’t help the way that my brain works, e.g. I looked at that picture and the phrase “the worst case of chlamydia ever recorded” just popped into my head, completely unbidden. I didn’t ask for this, it just happens.
Fortunately — at least, for me, if you not for you — Twitter and Tumblr has given me a way to share it with others.
Also: Happy Birthday, and I hope the year ahead is a fantastic one.
Lastly: please don’t choke to death on your own saliva, I wouldn’t want that on my conscience, and it also seems like a terrible way to go. Well, that’s assuming that when you meet other dead people in heaven everyone asks how you died, sort of like college students ask one another “What’s your major?” I mean, it’s not as bad as Auto-Erotic Asphyxiation, but Un-Erotic Spittle Asphyxiation would be kind of embarrassing, I guess.