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I feel guilty. I didn’t get Santa anything this year. In fact, I’ve been very remiss on that score for a long time. Sure, we all celebrate Jesus’s birthday and are okay that he doesn’t even send up a card, but Santa.. Man, that dude gets us tons of stuff. Every year. A mince pie seems a bit lame. Perhaps I leave an x-box on the mantel..

Well, I’m about a quarter, maybe more.. Maybe a third.. Of the way through Order of the Phoenix, and what do I think so far? Probably not the right answer, but I’m liking it quite a bit. I don’t like Harry this time round, but that’s teenagers for you. I’m not supposed to, I guess. As easily written as the rest, it breezes past you and even has the capacity to suprise with flashes of genuine invention. I’ll defer judgement ’til i reach the end, but for now? Glad I bought it.

Sometimes I come on here without really thinking through what I’m going to say. Like, uh, noodles. Or chipmunk. Oh, boy, that time I just said chipmunk on here. That was crazy. Really crazy, like a mad scene.

Anyway, here’s a picture of a cat.

Cool!

pfffft. though why bother? i wonder if anyone reads the site beyond me and flapjack. i could be more relentlessly self-promoting, but…

Anyway, hello from Goat Country. Out with my parents for the weekend, you know. To see the dogs. I am, yes aware that the contact and writing links are broked, not that anyone is reading, but you can’t just shout into a void, you just can’t.

How’s the site looking? Looking okay? Bit more like a site? Yeah, yeah. Still a bit broken, but certainly better than it was, no? And Mike? Disrespect my design skillz once more and.. and.. well, dire warnings…

You wouldn’t believe just how badly I screwed up presents for Her birthday. Not only did i screw up my own, but by conspiring with her family I managed to make sure She received exactly squat from Her boyfriend, sister and parents. Way to go, Moth! Woo! Go me!