Mr Fibuli, Steady As She Goes

Hoo doggy.

Well, I don’t think I’ve ruined anything. Which, when you think about it, is remarkable!

Of course I may be wrong. But I don’t think so.

Still living dangerously, though. I can’t help it. I try to see the value in it, at least. And there is some. I think.

I don’t think there is any value when I start to become annoying by emitting a bit too much radiation, however, like the last couple of days.

Anyway, my tiny little sister will be happy to know that I have finally found a name for my car. The true one, I mean, not the apparent aliases I’d been using. Too bad it’s ready for retirement. LOL.

It was revealed in a deep thought session just a little while ago.

Interesting picture there. No doubt an exhibit, but one that looks like fun.

The thing just looks way too “fairy tale illustration” to be “real,” in my humble opinion.

Who’s that dude? Is he real or is he woo now?

I cannot recall where I got this from.

But I like it.

I dunno, folks…it says that accompanying my one email subscriber are some 956 registered subscribers. Wow! I am flabbergasted by that. That’s twice as many as WATT had. I am saddened by the lack of likes or comments. Why? Anyway, I really do care about all of you enjoying yourselves here and am happy to make you happy.

Peace.