Gone fishin'

I'm off to the countryside for the weekend where I'll likely drink my own husk in Leffe or homebrew or whatever the fates provide.

I'd like to think I'll come back with some stories, but I'll pre-empt all that by painting a picture of my foetal self, gasping for 'agua' like some dying Mexican in a Coen brothers film. Y'know, the one with Mickey Dolenz.

Yeah.