The world is lit by lightning

Big storm this evening and feeling a little bit on edge. It's hovering right over us, like that rather ominous storm in War of the Worlds which turned out to be a malevolent race of aliens just wanting to harvest our blood for some kind of sick agri-chemical affair with something that looked like red seaweed. Should the tripods ever invade, I'd be alright - being a synethetic organism, I don't really work on blood but I have plenty of friends who do...

Anyway, what better way of allaying those Tenessee Williams-rooted fears (of course you noted the above allusion) than a nice self-portrait with one of the finest digital cameras on the planet?