Well, actually … ‘fun’ would not be how I would describe the last two weeks. Incomprehensible, horrific, blacker than the blackest black humour .. yeah, that’s more like it. Maybe what I meant to say was, “When does the fun begin?”
When we last left our plucky heroine, she was picking over the broken pieces of her shattered life, accompanied by her furry companions, who were cowering under the bed.
This week the Rock Goddess and I made the decision to dump our TV cable subscription. Since work on my Encyclopedias began in earnest in the summer of 2011 I’ve spent less time in front of the Boob Tube and almost all 
my time online – Facebook, YouTube, etc. It’s an issue of time, really. Following the release of my books I’ve been (mostly) employed and fully engaged in putting food on the table and falling asleep – often while waiting for the food to come to the table. Similarly, the Rock Goddess.
Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 