I’m throttling back this weekend. What with the election uncertainty, sharks off Nedlands, a VIP toilet in Subiaco, it’s a good time to bunker in. Mind you, I still look decisive, dextrous, authoritative.
Even shopping is a yucky experience. I think this was at Kernel Sanders.
Dubious meats everywhere. They can’t even spell chicen.
Thank god for my pool room minibar. I have to take care after lighting the fragranced novelty candle, though!