What Women Want

"So, if you interview models all of the time, you must know a lot about women?"

"Er, what do you mean by that?"

Okay, so I do interview models. It's part of my job. I get them into a comfort zone, and ask them all sorts of weird questions about their lives. They get defensive about their intelligence and try to appear knowledgeable and up-to-speed on everything (don't get me started about my theory on models and their obsession with horoscopes). They tell me things they think I want to hear, things they think people actually want to read about. In turn, I reassure them and tell them, of course, people want to!

But if you think that helps me to understand women any better, you're wrong. I fuck up just as much as the next guy.

I'm only human.

Music

As a rule, I never explicitly trust people who like to listen to just one type of music, or music from just one era in time. That sort of behaviour belies a narrow-mindedness that is compounded by an obsession with the past, together with an inability to accept the present, and possibly, a certain amount of distress about facing the future.

Personally, I think that people who are stuck in an Eighties musical time-warp are particularly lame because, despite growing up in that decade, the Eighties sucked ass.

So get with the program, motherfucker.

Thank you.

Shades of Grey

Make of it what you
wish, but please remember, don't
ignore black and white.

Drawing Lines

"Remember, your infulence is more bigger!" said the Suit, in reference to the pervasiveness of the print medium, in comparison to television.

Yeah, man. I agree.

Fuckin-A!

King of the Jungle

I'm now officially one of those people who've posted a cutesy picture of their pet online.

Fuck it.

But ain't he king?



Mr Tiddles is going to be three soon. Happy Birthday, mate! And please don't crap in my room, yeah?