12:21 am in the sudden aftermath I suspect that the severed head is that of myself...shaven clean and shorn of my hair and marked with a V.
12:27 Its a trail song.
12:32 Just remembered that this has something to do with the Greek Austerity Measures...
12:50 Now I suspect that the head is that of Juan.
12:59 The smell lines twist and twirl with kicks and shimmies of this very talented dancer. It is a thing of aromatic splendor, of the geometrical twirling of scent.