from blogging exile

Yeah, havent blogged in a while, but then again it looks like I'm not the only one. Teta blogs so rarely that you can time the arrival of the Hale-Bopp Comet by her posts.
Anyway peace and quiet now that everyone is gone. My next door neighbour is the only person still around, but I don't know him and I'm not sure I want to. People who walk by you without even glancing at you or responding to a 'hello' are not nice people. I might have misjudged the fellow, but who cares?
-Everyone is asking me if I'm bored being on my own most of the time. No.
-Poor David Blunkett has finally resigned. The fact that the country's home secretary can be brought down because he fast-tracked a visa application for his lover's nanny is almost laughable. What good are you as a politician if you cant pull any favors? Africa would be in the stone age by now if our ministers hands were tied like that! Still thats democracy for you- a Phillipino immigrant can bring down the second most powerful man in the government. Pretty mindblowing stuff. And the poor man was blind, why didnt they cut him some slack?
-Tom Wolfe, an author I really respect ('A man in full' was amazing) has won the award no respectable author ever wants to win- the Bad sex award which is basically given for the worst description of a sexual act every year. The relevant passage was this "But the hand that was what she tried to concentrate on, the hand, since it has the entire terrain of her torso to explore and not just the otorhinolaryngological caverns -- oh God, it was not just at the border where the flesh of the breast joins the pectoral sheath of the chest no, the hand was cupping her entire right -- Now!" A deserved winner I have to say. That's pretty awful.
-Laura, Raymond and Tesi, I owe you about six hours of chat time.