…I figured I’d wait a bit for all the money drenched scum to clear out on their smart phones and tethered providers before I came back home. Frankly, the web was beginning to smell a bit, kind of a brand cheerleading, twitter giveaway social media marketing mephitisis. A general breakdown in the necessary perversity, chaos, and irreverence that made it interesting in the first place. A space with little sense of humor, and even less attractive. And then, just like that, it was all gone, it died, and became interesting again. In fact, it only makes sense. There was really no other way, for a zombie must first die to be reborn. Like a body I could still use, especially given the state of my own.
It’s good to be back, home, in this dead town on the edge of nowhere. The bava rides. Nobody.
And now, with no more ado, I bleed….