and this doesn't strike you as odd?

Friday, May 12, 2006

it all starts here

Well it does for me at least. It's late (or early where lots of other people are) a small red machine in front of me purports to sell small bars of chocolate for 10p (property of son - works imperfectly - metaphor for something, or not) and the page is blank. And the last person on the planet never to have blogged has joined the herd and lost his singularity (or singularness). I look forward to spewing the usual stream of random events, thoughts and not poems I promise for the vast majority of us all to ignore. Lucky us.
Must try not to use the word cyberspace - oh bugger.