Presenting Flanagan's All-New, All-Singing, All-Dancing, Fully Automated Great Expectations Good Times Blog

Quite soon, this blog will be up and running, when the author is running on something a little more substantial than jetlag, chocolate peanuts, and the prospect of watching the 1995 film version of Stella Gibbons' Cold Comfort Farm in half an hour's time. Flanagan's Anima will feature drawings, the occasional poem of dubious merit, and dispatches from the front lines of my fields of expertise - contemporary illustration, academia, and goofing off at a professional level.

In the meantime, here are two picture photographs of the lovely Ms. Meow Meow, captured during her epic stagedive at the Dresden Dolls' New York New Years' Eve show for your enjoyment. It was the first stagedive I have ever seen in which the diver managed to travel across the audience, through a series of hoops, then over to the bar for a whiskey before returning to the stage with both whiskey and sang froid intact, and nary a foot on the floor the entire time.

Slainte mhath.