Happy New Fucking Year

I have noticed that I haven't really paid attention to this place. The shingles are getting worn and who knows what the hell is growing out of the carpet. To show how much I endeavor to please I am now on my new year footing. Cindee and I are as well as we can be and the future looks as bright as it ever has be.

David Bowie is gone and I have no words, yet. Maybe I can give him a retrospective on some other media. I will leave you with SOUND.