Glacial Erratics

If you've ever been to the headshrinker you recognize this chair and this pose. With the downturn in the economy I find myself needing to bring my therapy in house. Thanks to the magic of the basement and my cat, my needs are being met and I can promise continued levels of at least moderate sanity for the foreseeable future.

My new therapist has little experience, doesn't say much, and has a smelly butt, but she's quite accepting and gives me a hug when I need it. If you are in need of a little therapy I can give my heartiest recommendation to Thomasina.