Gosh, even Madame Tytania has disappeared from the blogworld. What is the point of the Internet? Did Homer Simpson vote Republican in Arizona? Is November the darkest month? Am I rambling? How many fireworks does it take to make a Guy Fawkes night in London? When does the world actually change?
How many bloggers does it take to change a lightbulb?
Went to a local pub on Wednesday night. It is a straight pub, of course, and I had a delightful time. It was quiz night, the atmosphere was friendly, the beer was cheaper than in town, the people were eclectically varied. The quizmaster was a dead ringer for that Karl what's his name who used to star in Brushstrokes. I had a good time, the first in over a month.
Why blog, when you can go to a pub? Unfortunately it is much cheaper to drink at home, and money rules everyone's brains, so the pubs are fewer and much less busy. England used to be built around pub culture. Now I don't know what it is built on, but the Internet really doesn't matter, does it?
I mean, I was amazed to discover that someone found my blog through the following Google search:
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I wish it weren't so late, I'd be off to the pub otherwise!