This One Time, In Reykjavik, Yoko Ono Tried To Murder Me!

This is the predominantly factual story of how I was very nearly murdered to death, in Reykjavik, by Yoko Ono. I would consider this a cautionary tale for anyone who doesn’t personally know Yoko, or for anyone who occasionally enjoys going outdoors. Or I guess both of those types of people, but I can’t imagine such a person. Continue reading “This One Time, In Reykjavik, Yoko Ono Tried To Murder Me!”