...And no Medina too...
...And no Medina too...
It's a start.
For some strange reason, last week I had a dream about John Lennon. I was watching him draw some woeful little drawings of naked women, similar to the stuff from 'In His Own Write,' and for some reason I just went off on him about women's rights and how he, being John Lennon and kinda hip, really should be more aware of women's capabilities. Strange.