Well. This was going to be a post about the horrible commercialisation of Christmas and the massive pressure put on people to over indulge. And how this pressure is put on people for a greater and greater period each year.
Then I weakened and bought them. The devil has me by the stomach, I tell you.
posted by Brock @ Monday, October 18, 2004
This may turn out to be something entertaining. Or it may fall flat on it's arse like a duck on an ice rink. It could become a window into my soul, I suppose. Although I don't really subscribe to all that hippy crap, so I doubt it.
Born 200 years ago after a freak pairing between a wasp and a particularly bad cold, the ethereal embryo that became Brock wandered through people’s consciences gradually becoming more cynical and unhinged until his current physical form was discovered behind a bin at the back of McDonald’s a year and a half ago. His computer experience was gained whilst being repeatedly hit around the head with a Sinclair ZX81 at the age of 13, and from standing outside PC World waiting for a bus for an hour.
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