Still breathing
09 October 2007. Inspired by time passing, quickly.
Blimey, is that the time? The extended absence can be explained. Perhaps one day it will be.
Meanwhile, I'm also blogging furiously for those dratted private members of The Hospital Club, so if you're a member of the cultural elite, beg, borrow and seek a free membership of their walled garden of creativity, and I'll see you over there. I'm the one with the cigar.
Elsewhere, my favourite Mark Twain story nearly came true, and in researching that above link, I discovered that the Bank of England really does print £1m notes. That would have saved the KLF a lot in transport fees.
All well where you are, I hope? I'm back in Barcelona, and have just moved into a new flat. I can now see this place from my bedroom window. It's all purrty lit up at night, I can tell you.