anything but a quiet life

you know what they say:
~` live fast, die with your car wrapped round a tree '~

in the last three months Ade & eye have been doing exactly that, racing hell for leather to where-ever they'll let us in, (less places than you'd expect of the coolest couple i've ever known, but don't get me started - it's their loss) egging each other on to egregious acts of extreme exhuberence - i exagerate slightly because we were only accelerating not yet up to full speed.

we started fast, getting linking in ink on our 7th day  - thereby going one better than our old enemy god who rested on his Sabbath - while we continued ever onward with ample debauchery and occasional erudition and we saw that it was good.  we are not empty-headed hedonists, we analyse everything from psychopharmacology on a saturday night to the anal eroticism of a sometime bedtime. we were the most rational carrousers you ever did know. (and i can prove it with graphs, footnotes and references!)

but now it is over, for reasons wholly beyond my control, faults all of my own making, i am dissolving the most successful double act since Adam & Eve. before we go we wanted to mark the occasion.. here we are..

i am the one in the wrong on the right.