Hasty Funky Poopy Stinky Tang again steals a page from the DM playbook and begs for traffic with a caption contest, laden with valuable prizes. Go there now (why the hell am I driving visitors away when my traffic has plummetted during my Texas exile? Oh yeah, because the hotel bartender sold me a nice bottle of wine at cost).
A non-violent, counter-dominant, left-liberal, possibly charismatic, quasi anarcho-libertarian Quaker's take on politics, volleyball, and other esoterica.
Lo alecha ha-m'lacha ligmor, v'lo atah ben chorin l'hibateyl mimenah.
