This day Prickle-Prickle the 38th day of Confusion in the Year of Our Lady of Discord 3171.
The Goddess Dances…
Gold cannot get you good soldiers but good soldiers can always get you gold.
A quiet day. A lack of vehicular traffic and relatively small numbers of people on the streets. I walked through the Meadows to find it relatively empty. In such nice weather there would ordinarily be more games of fitbae going on I would expect. Perhaps all the walking yesterday tired everyone out.
The talking heads on the TV all seem to me to be rather equivocal about the whole affair of yesterday. At least it was an excuse for some people to party.