Merry Christmas and Happy New Year...yes I realise it's a touch belated but, I confess, I have fallen in love with Skyrim *mooncalf sigh*. Kill it, loot it and wear it as a hat...alternatively be horribly owned by dragons who wants to wear you as a hat! That and my liver and I have been having a few rather serious altercations involving tequila, bloody Mary's and various other suspects. All in all I have been rather busy.

I think I am going to avoid maudlin musings about the festive season. There are resolutions, I am fairly certain they aren't particularly enthralling, hence I will add a bit of colour to the bones of it you can decide what parts are serious and what is ass gravy:

- Sky dive/ bungi jump nekkid

- Learn how to speak zulu and then tell someone their mother was a hamster and their father smelt of elderberry...in Zulu

- Do 2 hours more excercise a week and then become an underwear overclothing clad, masked vigilante

- Spend more time relaxing in meditation while working on my head explody powers

I am happy to report Chistmas a great success. I made a lamb roast that bards would compose songs about. Cuddlefish, in answer, made a chicken and wild mushroom pie that put my lamb roast to shame...I am sure there were vegetables...somewhere...Since I have never made lamb roast before I am rather impressed with my efforts. Also Christmas loots were embarrassingly plentiful, I am dangerously close to becoming a spoiled brat!

Rewinding a bit before Christmas, Talamia and I met someone awesome from the site: Arethusa. Not only was she a butt ton of fun to meet but she is a very talented tattoo artist. She did a very special piece for talamia and I. Also as you will be able to see from the pictures Arethusa is absolutely gorgeous. Go say hi and gently encourage her to do a set! Arethusa, thank you again, you are all kinds of awesome!

Rewinding further still: l I also had the pleasure of meeting the Radiant little creature that is Biship. Unfortunately I am not able to submit photographic evidence (again I blame food-see last blog) but my solemn word will have to testify to her radiance and THIS:







Further rewinding and we come to the death defying experience of being attacked by lions. I guess I should quickly clarify and say that it was the car we were in that got swatted by a rambunctious male rather than me being swatted and mauled personally. Anyhow, he seemed rather irritated by the fact that we were well...there. And he was bored. I think he took a lot of pleasure seeing three stupid meat monkeys almost loose bladder control behind their protective metal shell. According to friend we were lucky, these lions have been known to pop tyres and remove windscreen wipers just for fun. It’s a sad reflection of what happens to wild animals that have to be put into captivity. I failed to mention at this point the third person accompanying myself and Cuddlefish was the sister unit.

All kinds of big cats...and an Elephant.

More continuation of the year end visitations involving parental units and Cuddlefish's brother. More interesting things to follow, hopefully pleasantly devoid of large creatures desiring to use me as a chew toy.
For your enjoyement go look at these:
Tarion
Wandering Star






Vassilis
It Just Is






And also...

A Strange Fortune