Last year, I attended one of those free all-weekend seminars self-development gurus run as a teaser a few weeks in advance of expensive follow-up courses. The “guru” in this case was Christopher Howard – typical all-American self-development package. You know: fresh-faced, slightly tanned, fit and expensively suited, smiling mouthful of perfect teeth, bouncing around the stage like a SuperBall. Continue reading 2007 – Year Of The Cull
Odds and sods
Even if you vow to stay out of the rushing and gushing and general mayhem that kicks in at this time of the year, somehow you always seem to end up busy doing shit you don’t wanna do. I’m not necessarily taking about buying presents – although that’s in there – but…busy pre-Christmassy shit you can’t get out of, made worse by the infernal crowding everywhere you go. I yearn for New Year’s day when all the crap is over for another year. Continue reading Odds and sods
Boomtown Rap Quote of the Day: 12 December 2007
Continuing on the previous post’s fish theme…
No pussy “I didn’t inhale” disclaimers from New Nationals Deputy Leader Nigel Scullion, who commented thus on his wild night at a Russian nightclub, during which he stripped to his jocks and was handcuffed to a pole:
“If you ever get an offer to go drinking with Icelandic whalers and Canadian crab fishermen, take them up on it.”