The Castrated Elixir

Work is getting in the way. I have turned into a morning writer. Not by choice, it’s just When I wake up all I want to do is spill words on to the page. It feels like there is an endless torrent of imagination waiting to reveal itself. But slowly, as the day drags on,…

Beware the Korean Spies

This is a bit weird. I was on YouTube about 45 minutes ago, wisely debunking the crazy conspiracy theories of internet nutcases, when The Republic of Korea started spying on me. I commented on a video called Alien Humanoids Attend Kim Jong Il’s Funeral? 2011. If you have a look at the video on YouTube…

Don’t Sweat the Petty Things, and Don’t Pet the Sweaty Things

I have been forced to write in my underpants. I have no choice. It is either that or I sweat all over the keyboard. Which would you prefer? Both things are not particularly pleasing to imagine. But I have been forced to write in my underpants, so you have been forced to imagine it. It’s…