It is Friday, and I have swum over to the Riskies today.

I am at the Riskies today because, duh, it’s Friday!

And this is just for eyeball interest, unless you’re the Delightful Phone Friend, in which case you are now thinking ‘Ratface.’

Talking about what led me to Matt Smith at the Riskies today.

At the Riskies today.

That’s me and the Picky Vegetarian in Washington State at the faux Stonehenge monument. This weekend is a friends weekend, since tonight I am seeing the Greco-Sicilian Doctor and tomorrow night the Super Smart Lawyer. Then the Picky Veg again on Tuesday. Whee!

At the Riskies today. Yes. Today. Now. Go over there, nothing to see here.

Over at the Riskies today.

And isn’t this a great still?

Over at the other place today. Riskies ahoy!

At the Riskies today. Yay.

I’m talking graphic language at the Riskies. Much less salacious than it sounds.

Speaking of graphic language, one of my favorite movie scenes EVER (in a not very good movie otherwise) is Clive Owen’s speech to Julia Roberts in Closer, where he eventually says, “That’s the spirit. Thank you. Thank you for your honesty. Now fuck off and die, you fucked up slag.”

I’m back, at last, and am posting today over at the Riskies.

Will resume some regularly coherent stuff here next week.