Tuesday, March 31, 2009
There is a time for dancing as the Death March comes to a close. Parties are a natural way to relieve the sort of tension that goes with living inside a space of dread. Saint Patrick is a real and malevolant force and his thirst for blood knows no barriers. Your own days are numbered, but Saint Patrick wants that number to be in the single digit if you're a frenid to the snake. Dancing daze away as the month-long curse from the Isle of Doom comes to it's annual close. Tune in again next year for more pain and decay.