look carefully, there's no blood on its neck.
nope, that's not Marie Antoinette apres le guillotine, but with the same audacity as she who snootily snorted: "let them eat cake" I post my glam shot...dark elbow, darkened lids and all..... and as I do so, I claim my own space in this blog universe. Hail! I-roni-ca Rex! Hail! Divus I-roni-ca!
SAVED! ...as if it was finite space that is always ...going, ...going, ...sold to the highest bidder, the gentleman in the wheelchair.... (cue in musicbox)
yes, the pic is just too huge but for a first blog let it be. in time it might change and become benign. ironic that it occupies more space than my first post. perhaps in time my posts will be more than the face that could launch a thousand insults... yes, from me to yours and vice-versa.
ironic that in my first attempt to blog I stumbled upon a blog title using parts of my names and nickname that is most revealing of my character...forged in the fires of sarcasm, steeled in cold vats of irony. Hisss!
and so my stage is set.
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