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Its Kevin Roberts vs Bill Bryson and Kevin won. Because he is the one with all the love. Bill just has history going for him. No love. So he lost. Sounds like a rap song? That’s because right now Outkast is belting out Bombs over Baghdad on my PC. I have only 35% of juice left in my batteries. It won’t be long before it dries off. I hope the main power supply is restored before that. For some strange reason I am now mentally in Dxb at the Aerosmith concert. I drove all the way down for that concert. I didn’t have to pay for the tickets as my friend paid for it. I am now walking with them from the parking lot looking at all the Harleys and people from all walks of life. Steven Tyler was a riot. So was Joe Perry. So was the belly dancer who pirouetted with Steve for the ending song. I saw many familiar faces there. Only one recognized me. For the others I was a seen-somewhere-before face.

Learned a new acronym, SAD – single and desperate. Hey, stop sniggering I am not SAD. I am glad not Gladwell of the Malcolm tribe. This week, if the head hunter is right, I will be going in for a job interview. It’s been exactly four years since I had a job interview. It’s always fun. There was a stage when I used to shit in my pants and sweat like no ones business. Hope this one will be different. I saw some kickass creative from India today. Awesome stuff guys, when and where do you creative brains think? Wherever it is, hope that it doesn’t end up like the g-spot injection. “Hey do you want to get ideas in the loo? Shove some botox up!” What’s this world coming to dude? Is there any injection to cure the world we live in? No, weed is definitely not the answer. Pass me that joint will you, while I deliberate on this. Cheers.

my very own martian i saw him buzzing away on a rainy day maybe he forgot his human costume yeah there are bad head days in mars too

that's the chair that started it all that's the chair that will end it all that's the chair that has no front or back that's the chair that can make or break that's the chair that has been put aside enough of this crap. just because you can write doesn't mean you write rubbish every time. but then that's this blog all about. moo, moo and more moo.

Clios, Cannes, One Show... not even a lousy Pink Slip award by the local daily. Its awful really. no one to blame. no lame excuses. aaaargh do something about it real fast.

its a conspiracy for sure. first the laptop. then the network. now the battery. what next? its been ages since i even blogged and it shows. i didn't know how to create a new post! damn it. but then, i have broken through. let me see how long this spell lasts.