(special thanks to a gentleman who prefers to think of himself as another Mary Shelley)

This is it. A skegs-fulcrum has been reached, and there is no turning back. In the age of:
Neo-Retro design, God as bubble wrap and The Virgin Mother in edibles; David Byrne inspired rock, Mashed-Up-Re-Mixes, R. Kelly or Kanye auto-tuned; the manatee-written Family Guy, everything in trilogies, drooling on your loved ones, run on sentences from the morbese, the fantasy of Kevin Spacey in a Thundercats movie, Taikonauts, the lady who came out with twin black& white babies- twice (look it up, it’s crazy;) we have been given Kindergarten Cop vs. The Goonies. There are ways to complete your life, and this is one of them.