(134) Rouge

This nonsense started with a redhead and we are tempted simply to leave it all roughly where we found it. Increasingly the Security Detachment feels a blog is a counterproductive undertaking for a secret organization. We hardly devoted all of Level IV at the bunker just to ignore their daily briefings, however shrill and annoying they have become.

(133) Cravings

It's hard to relate buying a shoebox on the 5th floor for 300K with life's naughty pleasures but there's probably a scary shitload of money behind how and why ads like this work. We'll stick with the bunker for now.

editor's note: Luigi's Barbershop is no more. He's been cutting hair in Poorkdale since 1964 and if any part of the bunker's support infrastructure had become irreplaceable it was that patinated part. Truly, the apocalypse looms, time for a lemon cupcake.

(132) Greetings from Port Credit

RIP Jim Carroll

(131) Random POWage

Great religions falter and are abandoned, or are embraced with fanatical desperation, because they all fail to provide much of an answer for the randomness of life. Modernity is a font of randomness, hence it has a tendency to conflict with religion and the attempt by religions to offer themselves as the antidote. Today, we enjoyed the goddamn randomness, every last second of it.

(130) 27

(129) Tap

editor's note: walk like an Egyptian!

(128) Triple Play

Well, somebody we know started getting around town in the 1980s and hasn't let up since! This is the third iteration of this black-haired, seductive visage we've come across without even trying. We're sure we'll meet again someplace.

editor's note: see posting (67) & posting (43) for a triple decker of beautifulness ...if you can handle it, that is.