« Strange Doings In Taboo Grove | Main | What A Trip »

Saturday, August 25, 2018

I set a course for winds of fortune


But I hear the voices say...

ntodd

August 25, 2018 | Permalink

Comments

Kerry Awn, my wayward son.

(Actually knew of a comic in Austin, back in the day, who used that nom de plume de stage. de commedia. Whatever.).

Posted by: Rmj | Aug 27, 2018 7:15:39 AM

Post a comment