Happy Halloween (sort of)

So before tonight's festivities begin, I thought I would show you my costume from last week. Yes, my handwriting really is that terrible; that's why I make pretty pictures.
Stay tuned for the next installment and costume number the second (or will it be third?). 
It has been a busy year.

Time up and time out
For all the liberties you've taken
Time up and time out for all the friends that
you've forsaken
And if you choose to waste away like death is back in fashion
You're an accident waiting to happen.

 And now a message for the indomitable Misses P: Thank you for a lovely evening and apologies for the James Bond exit. 

Insomniac Milk
Reads Faulkner in the pre-dawn
I need a furnace

The Lowlands Low

Close lay a rover, off the Isle of Wight,
Either a Salie or a Saxon
Out of the sea mist we bade them good night
Sailing for the lowlands low.
Ready with priming we'd our galliot gun
Muskets and pikes in good order
Should we be riddled, captives would be none
Death or else the lowlands low

Pusher Man

I don't know if I'm more Saint Nick or Old Nick but I've a bag of goodies for you all.
Oh, yes, I am crisscrossing the city to deliver the works I just collected from my September show at La Familia Gallery.
Thank you to everyone who complimented the show and stay tuned for the next series!

And now a few words for our friends behind the lines:

The three day forecast is overcast.

John has a great big waterproof mac.