So there I was all geared up for a regular blog post and I find a comment left to yesterday's post by somebody I don't know called David Firepig. This is a great name, although I suspect, not real. (My friend Charlie found out that he was a Firehorse which is a great sign to live under). Anyway, it was a pretty cool shot at pimping his own blog onlinechineseastrology.blogspot.com - which currently features a lowdown on Lily Allen but if you have a quick scroll, also features Simon Cowell, Shakira, Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson.

I have an idea Mr David Firepig: run a lowdown on me. I'm sincerely and honestly curious as to what you might make of me. 13 December 1967 is the date of fate. If you need anything else, let me know. I'll send you a picture if you want to post your results in your blog and I'll leave you honest comments about how good you are - I'll also add you to my list of blogging pals - but you better be good brother otherwise the RingWraiths are coming to get you...

Not much other news I'm afraid - just the aftermath of a non-day yesterday. Ida appears to be still sick in bed so I can't go out to play with Gene & Co. I think I'll skulk off and write a very long post for somebody... my brain is too fried tonight to handle fiction.

Currently watching: 24
Currently listening to: Blacklist Union
Currently reading: Nothing of any value... anybody got a suggestion?