Rock On, Hard On

I figure I’m going to add a few of my favourite things from my last site to this one so I can still keep them right at my fingertips.

Sad side note - after the Reign of Terror during the end of my last relationship leading to the disappearance of one Powerbook amongst a LOT of other crap, I am no longer left with ANY personal photos of the last 4 years of my life other than ones you can find by web searches and on public sites. None. I never stopped to dwell on how sad this actually is until last night, and bloody hell is it sad. Isn’t it? (It may be the drugs the doc gave me, but I’m quite confident on this one).

And the majority of the photos that I have before the ROT are spread out across North America in various stashing spots, so if you happen to be one of the guardians of said photos, please feel free to start shooting them my way now. I know I said before I moved to Europe that I wanted to travel with as little clutter as possible, but I would like them back now please.