Just what the world needs - another ranty blog

Well, happy 2008 everyone.

Apologies for the silence, but well . . . I was having too damn nice a holiday to care, really. Tucked away in a cosy lodge, away from the internet, uninspired holiday television programming and hordes of screaming kids, which is usually the Christmas norm even when I’m not pretending to be Santa and telling them all I’m a fictional creation of a cynical drinks company’s marketing department.

Well either that or “See Santa’s magic helper, the Christmas purple worm” . . . one of them usually gets the screams, I can’t remember which . . .

It’s best to get over these things when you’re young, I believe.

Anyway, back to real life and quick to see we’ve got over the doe-eyed “season of goodwill” and “fresh start to the year” claptrap by some good old-fashioned mass slaughter and transport disruption. Despite all the mean-mindedness and petty squabbles, I still feel that given determination, willpower and dedication, this may be the year when the human race surpasses itself, pulls together in a big way and makes a real leap towards exterminating itself completely.

The prospect of MPs giving themselves another pay rise whilst staging everyone else’s retains a flicker of interest, as does my crystal ball prediction of yet another record-busting expenses bill from the useless bunch of selfish bastards in Parliament. For my next trick, I foresee prolonged murder and mayhem in Africa and the Middle East, punctuated by natural disasters for the rest of the world due to increased incidences of severe weather. I tell you, if Ladbrokes were taking odds on this, you wouldn’t win the steam off your piss.

Anyway, on to what I wanted to say: All good things come to an end, and so do several bad ones including, for the time being, this blog.

I’m really busy at the moment which means I only have time to update infrequently, and what’s worse, hardly any time left over to read and comment on other people’s blogs which is just plain rude of me.

I have a number of projects both work and play-related . . . one of which is the upcoming “Can You Survive?” film by Gusano for which I’m co-writing the script. The rest of my time will be spent finding another job before my soul dies.

Oh, I forgot – I sold that already. Oh well – you know how it is, once you spend more than 4 hours a day fantasizing about going postal with automatic weaponry it’s time to move on.

I’d like to thank all my blogfriends here with whom it has been a pleasure to know and chat. Thanks for listening to all the rants.

Man down.