Folks, we here at the precipice will on occasion take time to point out our struggling brothers in the artistic world who have a tendency from time to time to wax, poetic.
Such a man is Standifer Evasto Visum (his friends, and myself, will sometimes call him, simply, Stan). I’ve known him a long time, and you might say he is rather near (and dear) to my heart. I have a whole slew of close friends, and he is most assuredly, one of my best!
I think he has written a pretty good piece here, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have, myself.
Now, tomorrow, it’s back to pounding on that poor old Barrack (sorry, Stan)!