There is always light.
But only when the freezer is closed. Our freezers are the secret horts of negative energy on earth and therefore don´t want the muhants...no: humans, to know about this (secret) fact.

Just as the light usually goes on in the fridge as soon as we open it (unless we forgot to change the bulb as in this Peg household), it immediately goes out at opening the freezer door.
Is only logic for lightbulbs.
Sorry, for telling on you, mutants & "Let there be light!", as the bomb said
http://www.dailyscript.com/scripts/dark-star_short.html
after travelling space in quest of getting to know some more about its own existence through thinking, therefore existing: "dobedobedo". But as it said: "let there be light" it also blew itself up: "BANG". Here, have a cigar!

"People write songs about:
Love, Loneliness, Heartbreak, Being Broke,
but, noone´s ever went out and written a song about REAL PAIN":




said Screamin´ Jay Hawkins in his intro to this excellent song.

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Personally, I am here at LJ for the following reasons:



real (even if virtual) friendship and inspiration, genuine enjoyment in each other´s company at the sharing of the diversest interests and ideas in words, music, art, even the weirdest, most fascinating or disturbing experiences and by all means; some pretty personal stuff, too. I see this in a similar way, as I once loved producing and partaking of SF-fanzines or other zines in the early 80s in Sweden with all possible links and tips for interested fans to read on, listen on and looking on; at what friends and fans wish(ed) to share with their (real) friends.



Mutual respect, however hard or silly the jokes may get here, at times, is the key chore to being here, at all. I am incorrectible concerning this and trust and hope; so are you. I also refuse to lose my good humour over this, as a lack of such is always a serious indication of something being not only utterly, unnameably drab, but deeply wrong and unhealthy with any person, whatever their gender or sexual prefences; who cares.

But I do allow myself, to be as tired as I am by this being´s behaviour towards others, in this case meaning: me, but not only. I also seem to have more guts than some, even if not as huge as those of some others either?! But that may be a (female) chimaere, by all means...

If you do not agree to or feel uncomfortable with what I say on this, in any of the above mentioned cases, this is definitely the wrong address for you. If you do feel comfortable, name your poison, hang on to your leather chair and let´s have a good time in the name of "grace, honour, praise & delight" http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fran%C3%A7ois_Rabelais together here in My House of Holy Silliness à la Thélème et Al!

For further information, please enjoy:



http://www.amazon.co.uk/Calamity-Jane-Lucky-Luke-Adventure/dp/1905460252

Thank you for your UNDERSTANDING. You may now leave. Or stay, accordingly.

"And now, for something completely different":

The Counting Sheep To Fall Asleep Icon:



Whoever made the wolf jump like that has both my admiration and gratitude; furthermore is now my Guru. & One more time as Photo-Tapestry behind cut, meaning HUGE!

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...as encountered one day in Praha (by Calvano di Montalbuono)






and observed in the garden of Villa Hanbury near Menton, somewhat later.