Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest. Hence will I to my ghostly friar’s close cell, his help to crave and my dear hap to tell. @lulzsalad #dozinbos
A mixed bag of observations, commentary, information and various sundries from the wildly diverse set of topics, experience and interests which, taken collectively, account for my mind. There will also be recipes.