Picked up Our Man's dog-eared copy of Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse 5 along with the bottle of shochu after work today. And then in a Vonnegutian coincidence, noticed he was quoted in this angry rejoinder to the US legally mandated preference for the patriotically correct Veterans' Day rather than the sacred Armistice Day. Our Man likes Vonnegut.
Anyway, this here is Our man's latest. He cocked up the sky -- what was going to be a stunning wet-on-wet sunset of dazzle behind an otherwise nondescript 60s relic of an Abikan house became a trench-footian mess of mud after Our Man committed the watercolorist's worst sin of adding light tone onto dark by mistake. Still, who knew dull grey had so many constituent colours?
So it goes.