R.I.P David Lynch. Blue Velvet changed my world view and perspective.

I love it when a London bus driver looks like a hipster shaman.

Dear London folk. Get out and see the moon and Venus. In the other direction, follow Orion's belt and see Jupiter looking like an extra bright Aldebaran.

Starting to think I am an acquired taste.

I feel like... if that car alarm goes off one more time, I have the right to go break into it.

Dosing chocolate oat milk has a ring to it.

Having spent too long on social media this evening I am starting to understand the really weird dreams I have when I finally achieve R.E.M. sleep.

So far, Blue Sky thinks I like space pictures, historians and cats. Pretty spot on actually. Note: Not the limit of my interests.