December 21, 2009
There’s a new Rabbit in town. And he’s forcing these ones to take a permanent vacation, if you know what I mean.
But all lagomorphs are happily living in their new burrow at
Go visit the new digs. The rabbits are waiting.
At one time this was going to be a rather cheeky exercise revolving around my silly observations about not very much in particular. But life sometimes intervenes and now it's an exercise in making sense of my father's rather surprising diagnosis of Advanced Stage 4 Prostate Cancer.
How's that for the wind changing direction?
