Saira has been an unending fountain of suggestions of who I should next abuse with my art. This being Valentines Day, I though it appropriate to manufacture a scenario in which I tell my valentine how much I fucking hate her. I'm sure she'll get the joke... eventually.

As you can see, I am trying to release a new web page for you, my faceless public. I have no idea whether or not this is going to work, but here's to fucking hoping. This weekend, I put hours into a web site that shat itself in record time, so I'm not holding my breath. Or anyone else's breath for that matter.