Another week is gone

I am treating myself to Bowie-therapy tonight. Or at least some of tonight. These days 10 o'clock is very early and much adventure can still take place.
Adventure means watching TV with other people, instead of watching it by yourself. However, watching TV with more than one person is amazingly different than watching it by yourself. I imagine it's the same with sex. Sex is alot like watching television. (See what I did there? I am the king of logic).
I found some old Skrill Meadow cassettes. I am presently digitizing them. This stuff is historical. It's also suprisingly fresh to listen to.




