Your mind. It’s so placid. Straightforward. Barely used. Mine’s like an engine, racing out of control. A rocket, tearing itself to pieces trapped on the launch pad. I need a case!
Fade away, the night is calling my name
You will stay, I’ll sail away
Are you okay? Don’t just say you are, because I know what that means, looking sad when you think no one can see you.
Sherlock Holmes: A Summary
John H. Watson: A Summary
Do people actually read your blog?
Where do you think our clients come from?
“What the hell are you doing?!”
What am I doing here?
Helping me make a point.
I’m supposed to be helping you pay the rent.
Yeah well this is more fun.
Hat-Man and Robin.