Been a Long Time

Yet again. Life’s been cluttered with lots of shit that’s made it difficult to keep up with this thing. Somehow I can’t pull the plug on the Lair, mind so I keep putting up the forints in the spring to pay for another year of the URL and the server service. But, view really, here what’s the point?

Well, maybe one will come up…


You Would Not Believe the Day Keyser’s Had

First, hospital a completely unnecessary problem was caused by somebody who didn’t take the barest precautions to find out in advance if what she had in mind was not really stupid. So you’ll never guess who had to sort it out. And then Keyser and Mrs. S. were about to go off for a ceremony where Mrs. S. was about to get a nice bit of recognition for what she does. And just before we set off to get a snack before the event, what should show up but a really annoying email that involved legal action that some total d-bags were dropping on us. Boy, was Keyser pissed! It was beginning to wear off on Mrs. S., so I calmed down a bit, but during the entire ceremony, Keyser wasn’t really paying much attention, but was composing the sardonic and devastating response to that piece of brazen, shameless effrontery that those people sent.

Oh, and FWIW Mrs. S. got more applause than anybody else did, so that was certainly gratifying. Kudos to Mrs. S! And hellfire and damnation to those other blackguards!

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Home, Sweet, Home


One of the strange things about life is that it may turn out that you’re entirely wrong about something you’ve always thought you knew everything about.

Take your old friend Keyser. (“Please, ambulance ” ha ha!) You’d think that after all these years, I’d know what was going on in my own head. Turns out after more than fifty years that I was completely wrong about certain aspects of my personality that I thought were one way, and now, after figuring out various things about myself, I’ve been operating under rather false premises about what makes Keyser “tick”. Seems that instead of going “tick”, he goes “tock”.

Who’d a thunk? Well, actually, in retrospect, now that I’ve realized what goes on in my head, it’s actually always been like that, I just didn’t really listen to what my psyche was saying to me. There’s no point in beating your self up over water that’s under the bridge (as it were), but I wonder how my life would have worked differently, if I’d been more in tune with myself.

To tell you the truth, I found the initial realization of what I felt to be at best embarrassing, and at worst (on bad days) as shameful.

But you know what? Fuck it. I a what I am, so the hell with it. That’s how things roll.

And it has to be said that Mrs. S. has been a good sport about it all.

So, here’s a word of advice from Keyser to his audience. Both of you! Realize what you really want and make the best of it. You are what you are, and there’s nothing to be done about.

Unless, of course, you’re John Wayne Gacy, in which case you should instantly off yourself. But I’m sure nobody reading this is like that.

Been Busy Like You Would Not Believe!

Your old buddy Keyser is up to his usual excuses. Reasons involving National Security preclude going into any details, here but the livelihoods of more than 4000 people depend on yours truly, drugstore and for those of us with a strong sense of obligation, pills this sort of thing is very hard on the mind. Whatever the time I go to bed, I tend to wake up around 2 and then either brood about shit or have to read something to distract myself. I find myself starting the day sometimes at 9am and getting home after 9pm. Yeah, yeah, I know, you’re saying, “So fucking what? You just described an average day for me.” Well, you have Keyser’s sympathy, but Keyser’s more used to spend all day at home researching some aspect of daemonology, say, or analyzing some Coptic document about witchcraft.

Anyhoo, that’s no excuse to let the Lair sit idle. But under such circumstances, it’s hard to work up the will to post a girly picture with a humorous title. So here’s one without a humorous title!



Your old friend Keyser is back from his secret journey, ask and not to worry, pharm the world won’t self-destruct after all. Actually, we got back Wednesday night, but a pile of domestic disaster awaited Keyser after sorting out the international chaos. Finally, all is well, and perhaps we can get back to some Lair-erizing.


Busy Day!

Being responsible for negotiating on behalf of several thousand people can really wear down a person, clinic particularly if that person is yours truly!


Keyser’s Personal Affliction

After too many decades of life on this earth, cialis and your old friend Keyser finally has figured out what he wants. It’s not exactly too late, remedy but it would have been a lot more useful to have known this years ago.

Why don’t people come with owner’s manuals?

And even once you’ve figured it out, you overthink everything and can’t just “do it”.

Le sigh.