Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
One of the bulletins attracting yours truly's eye on Twitter this morning was a notice advertising the cancellation of a local psychic's gig due to 'unforeseeable circumstances'. I've no idea whether this was a spoof tweet or genuine notification. However, if it was a bona fide announcement it's hard not to conclude the clairvoyant perhaps... Continue Reading →
To distract me from gawping at the hypnotic sight of settling snow flurries outside, I've been watching a few minutes of a dog psychic on breakfast TV. As a sceptic of human beings being able to telepathically connect with canines, apart from Bob Carolgees & Spit the Dog, I commenced the viewing with an unhealthy... Continue Reading →