Listen In Awe As You Hear Him... Scratch At The Door...

In this edition, like all the best glossy magazines, I present a photo montage of last week as seen through the eyes of the camera. It will shock and appall you, it will surprise and repel you. You will be weaker for having witnessed it. You will be dehumanized. No longer will you be allowed to sit on a jury. A trail of weeping wrecks of humanity shall follow in its wake. Sit back and gasp with horror as you witness life as a modern field archaeologist...

Berny arrives in the morning with his worldly possessions...

And immediately has his breakfast...

A professional approach is the key word in the work of a field archaeologist...

A little bit of gentle persuasion gets the motor going...

'Stop taking fuckin' photos of me, let a man paddle shit in peace.'

In other site related news, I have been staying on Logan Josh and his wife's reservation for the past week. Not that I've seen much of the house having being locked in the garage for the duration. They tell me it's something to do with the cats not being spayed and that they may give me some cat related illness. That I can accept, but why they have to confiscate my car keys, steal my shoes and chain me up to the wall is beyond me.

'Get up shit bag, it's time to go to work...'