肝寂

Now that's esoteric! Five free karma points if you get the pun (><,)

I meet the Masked Man's faithful Indian companion (either Listerine or some sort of chicken vindaloo, as I understand it) tomorrow, 28 June, 7:30 a.m., UIHC.

I was going to utter and publish some kind of rumination about wabi-sabi, the Japanese aesthetic of asymmetry, transience, impermanence and imperfection — entropy, in other words — but then it occurred to me that I've been far too wrapped up in my liver lately.