Whoops, here we go then.
It seems that - and I’m in no way ungrateful for this - I have comments. I’m not sure how I feel about that. But ask anyone, as long as they’re not Jewish, or Muslim, or black, or a woman, or gay, and they’ll tell you I’m as open minded as the next man, so I’m prepared to give them a try for now. But I warn you, at the first sign of ‘Lol’, you fuckers are out of here.
What else - oh yes, this isn’t a TFP blog, it’s my blog. I’m going to use it to write about all sorts of stuff. And it’s going to be, in part, a stream of consciousness narrative for a new adventure that I’m embarking on. One that should probably be tracked somewhere. Pond’s coming too - it’ll be a blast.
The adventure is bigger than any one of us; it’s bigger than any one thing; it’s... oh, bollocks, I’ll explain properly over the weekend. But for a hint at one aspect of the adventure, why not have a look here: http://prod.fridaycities.com
The ‘prod’ bit should give you a clue that it’s not even in beta yet. But I trust your judgement - tell me what you think. But not in the comments, you’re better than that - do it by email.
And, no, that’s not the whole adventure. Not by any chalk. It’s just the start.
Watch. This. Space.
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