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I am pleased to announce that this time someone did enter and, while no-on got the Two thousand, two hundred and twenty second view, SeedyDeedee was only one out.

I now just have to hope that she doesn't come up with something too complicated, or more worryingly, too dubious for me to draw.

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Anyone who can send me a screen grab showing that they were my Two Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Second visitor will get the dubious pleasure of me drawing a picture for them.

The picture will be of the winner or their alter ego as a chibby pony, a la My Little Pony. I'll be happy to send an electronic copy of the picture via email but I will keep the original.

If the Two Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Second visitor hasn't contacted me within ten days of my noticing that the Two Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Second view has been reached and one or more people with a screen-grab of a near-miss have contacted me I will declare the closest near-miss the winner.

In the event of the two closest near-misses being equidistant from the Two Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Second view, the entry received first out of those two entries will be the winner, unless an appropriate bribe is received.

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Passionate Marriage: Sex, Love and Intimacy in Emotionally Committed Relationships by D Schnarch

It's a book.

I'm not sure I want to know how the search keywords and the book go together.

Maybe you have to do it on a motorbike whilst jumping The Grand Canyon...

...but tell each other how much you care before you put the key in the ignition.



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We had Mum's funeral last month. My dad chose Unforgettable by Peggy Lee as accompaniment. I don't think he could have chosen better.

Dad has a lot of physio to go through but is now home and was really pleased to graduate form a wheelchair to a crutch last week.

This has affected all of my family in different ways but, apart from a tendency towards writing bad poetry, I seem to be coping relatively well and we all seem to be moving forward.

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I thought of various quite erudite ways of bringing this up but they all seemed trite.

My parents were in a car crash about ten days ago.

My dad came off the ventilator yesterday but has a long way to go. He is in intensive care and has multiple broken bones.

My mum didn't make it.

Sorry if that's a bit matter of fact.

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I have, however, taken a few pictures. They’re mostly either looking up, out or through bits of architecture, which have been created by other people, at bits of sky, which I certainly didn’t have much of a hand in creating either. There’s therefore a niggling bit of me that almost feels it’s cheating to claim them as my own; however, the fact that it was my brain and eyes that brought them together kind of assuages my guilt. a bit.

I’m sure they are painfully unoriginal but I think I like them.

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Any one who can send me a screen grab showing that they were my One
Thousand One Hundred and Eleventh visitor will get the dubious pleasure
of me drawing a picture for them.

The picture will be of the winner or their alter ego riding an animal
of the winner’s choice. I'll be happy to send an electronic copy of the
picture via email in the unlikely circumstances that the poor benighted
soul who wins actually likes what I produce but I'm afraid I'll need to
keep the original.

If the One Thousand One Hundred and Eleventh visitor hasn't contacted me
within ten days of my noticing that the 1111th view has been reached and one or more
people with a screen-grab of a near-miss have contacted me I will declare
the closest near-miss the winner.

In the event of the two closest near-misses being equidistant from the 1111th view, the entry received first out of those two entries, will be the winner unless the contestant making the later entry defeats the contestant who made the earlier entry in unarmed combat...

...to the death.

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I figure it was the mid-nineties and Sam and Chris are making Pulp Fiction. They don’t share any screen time but I like to think that, having unfortunately missed each other on True Romance, they met, either during filming or while promoting the movie. And I reckon what they talked about was hair.

Up until this point Sam’s career was relatively small time, either small parts or quite indie productions, and so was his hair: True Romance, Jurassic Park, Jungle Fever; however, Chris by nature had pretty big hair: Deer Hunter, The Dead Zone, it just pretty much has inbuilt spoing and his career is working out just fine.

But Sam has just reached a crossroads both for his career and for his hair. Sam is wearing that fabulous glossy perm wig and he and Chris suddenly realise they can both enhance their careers and have a little fun by competing to have the silliest hair.

The evidence is there, as Sam’s career takes off his hair gets more and more extravagant: Unbreakable, his hair has been cut with a setsquare, 51st State, cornrows, Jumper, looks like Wesley Snipes in Demolition Man. And, of course, Chris has had that amazing Dennis the Menace cut in Sleepy Hollow and his crowning moment, Balls of Fury, where he basically has his normal hair but jet black and five times bigger.

It seems to have worked for their careers but the thing I can’t work out is who’s winning

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As Soph and I prepare to flee civilisation for my 30th next Wednesday, I can’t really decide how I feel.

I don’t feel old and thirty isn’t old: certainly very much fewer people in western society are settled at this age than would have been 50 years ago.

At the same time though I remember seeing 30 from a long way away not so very long ago. I can remember leaving uni so clearly and I can even remember getting there just as well. So, therefore, the question becomes: where the hell did the last 12 years go?

Time’s supposed to fly when you’re having fun but I think the most fun I ever had was between 18 and 22. (Hmm there’s a numerological coincidence for you, Lampeter vets)

But still the last 8 years have flown by, they haven’t been unhappy years, in fact, I’m pretty damn content right now but I suppose the overriding emotion as I sort of meander toward 30 is not disappointment or elation, just kind of confusion as to where all that time has gone. I’m sure I’m supposed to feel like a grown-up by now but I’ve spent the last month drawing hybrids of My Little Ponies and Marvel comic book characters. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be silly for ever but I suppose I just kind of expected this landmark to feel, well, a bit more landmarkie.

But maybe that is a good thing though: I may not notice being 30 at all.

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Those in the know will be aware I’ve been squirting Phenobarbital down Ziggy for the last 8 months after his brain surgery.

So, Soph’s new rat gets a cold: we take it down the vet on Monday expecting to probably be given something to put in his water bottle and 30 minutes later I’ve got two new small black and white furry customer lined up, each wrapped in a tea towel, as both him and his brother needs to be dosed twice a day as well.

And I can tell you that I had those Antibiotics down them quick as a whip: I am an antibiotic squirting god. They began to struggle more as the week went on but they both seem fine now and their doses finished this morning.

No mouth too small, no creature too wriggly.

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That got me to thinking about what else they might share. I suppose the biggy has to the black rages which lead to terrible vengeance and destruction followed by blacker depression. They’ve also both been known to hit the rum a little upon occasion. Being so very smart and so very grumpy is also theme; as is employing a simple but obsequious side kick… Oh and enormous hair.

I have now come to two conclusions. They are so similar they are probably related and, given that similarity, my wife must fancy Londo Milari.

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The magazine that had particularly caused me to vent my spleen was one trying to encourage you to collect 12 miniature clocks. So, at the same time as being tacky and aesthetically unappealing, these things are also completely impractical. First, who the hell needs twelve clocks any way; for most people that is going to be more clocks than they have rooms on their house. In addition to this, the face of these things is about the size of the average wrist-watch so if you're sat on your sofa and the clock is 8 feet away on the mantle you won't even be able to tell what bloody time it is.

Now, I appreciate that something you collect doesn't necessarily have to be practical or even necessarily pretty and sometimes its ueselessness or kitch ugliness could even add to its appeal but, the thing is, part of the joy of collecting something should be the actual act of collecting it. If you want to collect clocks, spend hours traipsing around antique shops and scouring the net to find items you love and form a collection which is very invidually yours not exactly the same as that of every other poor shmuck who bought the magazines and conveniently has the same mass produced, untouched by human hand, wrapped in plastic faux-curio drop through their letterbox every week or month.

At this point in my over-enthusuatic diatribe, my wife pointed out that perhaps a more valid collection would be to acquire the first issue of every one of these horrid publications. I must admit I was so pleased by the tragic/ comic/ ironic image of some loon with one rose quartz pyramid, the first Carry-on film, the pilot episodes only of Charmed and Only fooles and horses, one chair and a teapot for a dolls house, a small resin model of Spiderman, an even smaller lead model of Aragorn, a poorly pronted poster of Van Gogh's sunflowers, one wheel of a radio controlled car, the fuel pump for a radio controlled helicopter, a water-colour pallette with only the blue paint in and no brush and all of the other pointless and lonely items one would need to accumulate that I quite forgot to carry on ranting and collapsed in a fit of giggles instead.

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Haven't drawn in far too long and am just finding out whether or not I can any more.

...I can't

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