Mayan Destruction 2012! (Or I was a bit busy)

So, does this thing have any beer in it?

 Greetings,

So, I've been hiding in an underground bunker for the last year a la Brendan Fraser and to a much lesser extent, Hitler. Apparently I took the this whole "end of the world in 2012" thing a bit too seriously. Also, to be fair, I was hoping to give the whole London Olympics a miss as well as I'm sure it's going to be a f@£$ing nightmare! Unfortunately, I ran out of fags and beer and had to resurface to scavenge for supplies but it turns out everything is fine...well relatively I suppose. I don't think Greece and Spain would agree...

Anyway, back to the nonsense!

Candle in the Wind 2011

It has been some time since I have posted a blog here, as I've been in mourning, you see. A great and true friend has come to the end of it's cycle on this planet and crossed over the river Styx into Hades for all of eternity, and maybe a bit longer.


I couldn't begin to tell you the adventures we've shared together. Pals just doesn't seem adequate to describe it, lovers, a lot too much. Let's just say we were mates. We've traveled to several different countries, countless bars and shady establishments. We ran from danger, we ran towards danger,we did everything on two feet. To paraphrase Hemingway, we could "out-fight, fuck, fish, write, or hunt almost any m*tha'f*cka on the planet." A trusted and valued companion and confidant, we shall not soon see the likes...again.


AND NOW A MOMENT OF SILENCE PLEASE


(Please feel free to stick on an Elton John album after the moment of silence. I feel this will only show respect to the dearly departed.)


It is with a heavy heart that I announce the death of my beloved...Converse Chuck Taylor All-Stars.


May they Rest in Pieces.

A bit of good news! Right before my Chucks went to Valhalla for good(by way of the rubbish bin across from some pub in Covent Garden), they got to meet the next generation. They had a quick chat, you know, a quick tête à tête, as the old guard passed on some quick but valuable lessons to the younger Chuck, Chuck Jr, let's call him. It was a sombre moment or quiet reflection for those present and I don't think anyone would be ashamed for me to mention it, tears were spilled. Thinking of this moment I cannot write anymore for the salty discharge falling from my eyes is falling onto my keyboard.

It seems to me, like you lived you're life, like a candle in the wind.

You're candle burned out long before, you're legend ever did.

Good-bye my old friend. I will see you in Stovokor!

"And in the end, you love you take, is equal to the love, you make."

-The Beatles

It's a mad mad mad mad...something.

I was thinking the other day, and yes, it did hurt a bit. I was thinking that maybe I should write a blog at long last. But, I always thought that blogs were for douch bags, and I am not sure that I am wrong. SO, I decided to do something a little different, and by different I am sure that means it's been done to death, it's just I don';t read blogs, so how would I know?

I decided to write about London. I am not from here so I find it fun and interesting and exciting. I have lived in Tokyo and Toronto and I find London just as and sometimes, even a little more fun. I intend to drink my way around and see what happens. A gonzo journalistic adventure for no pay. Incidentally, as I am something of a fiction writer, I was told by my literary mates "never write for free!" and I agree with them wholeheartedly, but this, that I write here which may or may not ever be read, I do for pure masterbation. So, read it you wish, do or do not, there is no try.

I will try to stay cool, if you do the same. Kapla!