Today, the 13th. 13 Sept 2013.

It started out as a Friday, the 13th would be called for in any script. It hung in true, low keyed but anticipatory gloom until approx 4PM. Two trips into Austentatious. A massive car smash-up, en route, that M intuitively circumnavigated. NY girl. Girl of Paris. Quagmire. Then at about 4:30PM, the remnants of theContinue reading “Today, the 13th. 13 Sept 2013.”