I saw this emo busker on the way home Friday night.
I gave him about 70p because his Mr Henry the Hoover brought a smile to my face. I can be easily pleased.

I went to Jongleurs in Mile End on Saturday night. Bob Mills was the compare. I remembered him from the TV show 'In bed with my Dinner'. I Wasn't to sure if this was a slippery sign that his career was on the rocks.

Mr and Mrs Morris where there. Mrs Morris is with child, apparently it is going to be a boy. I suggested calling it Chuck, as in Chuck Morris sounds similar to Chuck Norris. Needles to say they didn't get my joke.

When I was younger I used to make compilations with my own personal cassette covers. Now this is pretty much a dead art form, it just may explain some of the reasoning behind blogging?