the shed of electrofried

i have not met you like some slovenly dash my head against the wall cutting up scenes in a dark, harsh black and white screaming animal ...

Dear Sheddists, I have yet to read it nor, I suspect, will I ever - but for those of a certain age there remains a twinkle in the eye for ...

A stitch in time draws cold seconds betwixt the swaying needle.  All thoughts and laughter and stare-eyed evenings spent in pricked-fin...