From the depths
From the deepest depths of the void to full frontal splendor, this site has had a rough year and an even rougher last few days. In an attempt to stop the hemorrhaging, seizing and all-around fluid evacuation of this sputtering old homeless hag of an internet rest stop, I inadvertently quickened the process. I was sure that she was dead, without a drop of life in her, but as I crouched to empty her cup of pennies I heard a faint rattle emanate from her charred lungs. It was a final, instinctual push for life, a whimpering plea to the merciful gods of hypertext. It was the desire, buried deep within every last corner of the web, to continue to survive no matter what the purpose, no matter who the audience and no matter what the cost.
So my faithful reader(s), fear not. A blast of lightning has reawakened her rhythm, beating like the fathers of old who stood atop mountains of anxious children, waiting for their birching. Every morning inspired high school girls scrub the filth and rust of misuse and neglect from the pulsing carcass. They submerge her in attention while tickling the keys that light up her face, knowing that soon enough the toothy woman from Mystic Pizza will go from Paul Walker to Cindy Crawford.
Don’t hold your breath, but this baby is getting a makeover… Sometime… Maybe soon…
Tags: doodle monsters, Sketches, website
