My new face

Spider'sWeb

Am I really that selfish

Went out for dinner with a group of friends the other night. Invited a very casual acquaintance whom I know to be a talented musician. Talk turned to the rehablitation of prisoners, and on to how prison would be, and whether we could survive a prison sentence. Their was some rather heated discussion at which point, the musician, shockingly, burst into tears and stormed out. Turns out her brother is doing 30 years for murder.
And all I can think is, does this mean i can't ask her to listen to my song.
My genetic material has a bug in it.

Free Music

He was smiling through his own personal hell

Dropped his last dime down a wishing well

But he was hoping too close

And then he fell

Now he’s Casper the friendly ghost

by Daniel Johnson, from Casper, the friendly ghost

viva la libre

'whenever you are faced with a choice between liberty and security, choose liberty' Benjamin Franklin

Shakespeare's Breakfast

She would have died hereafter.
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle.
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Roger Bacon 1606 - Although the master said that Bacon the latinate scientist doth not equal the saxon spear shakin everyman. And what the master says is law.

Microstory

The dog sits at my front gate apparently unaware it is after midnight I am tired and want to go into my flat to sleep. It is a large Rottweiler, aren't all Rottweilers' large though, unfeasibly large. Somwhere in my childhood I have been told that these dogs are dangerous so I am not moving from this car until it moves away. But what if it moves away, I get out, walk around the side of the house and then it ambushes me. All of this is made even more unfortunate because I have just watched a film where these dogs were the bodyguards of Satan.
Whose house could I stay at? It's too late to go back to Dan's, maybe I will go and stay at Mum and Dads. Other people would just get out of the car, open their palm to the dog and not even think about it. You win, Cerberus.