Credo

It was a week filled with the sound of tethers snapping and fans getting pulverized by fecal meteorites. I sat down a couple of times to chronicle it, even if only in obfuspeak, but then remembered a handful of people still actually read this thing.

You can't change me. I'm a gypsy. I'm a seacow. I know these motorboats are going to hit me, but THIS IS WHERE I FUCKING SWIM.