Marzipus

I got this marzipus from Amato in Old Compton Street. I think they thought I was ill, I squealed very loudly when I saw him. No way was I going to eat him. Mainly because I was already full of real octopus (see upcoming post!!).

Point?

Hello

I am a bit drunk, and very pissed off and miserable and I am considering deleting this blog in a fit of pique. Not really a fit as such though, I’ve been thinking of doing it for ages. I don’t need a blog really. I self-censor too much. I post the stupid little things that won’t bring judgement upon me. It’s no wonder I only get hits from people googleing for “urine fun” and “ugliest dog”. Not that me rambling on for pages about what I think of the world would get any more hits. What do I have of interest to others to write about. Being miserable and neurotic. Lots of people are that, and I don’t read their blogs.

Oh well. It’s Sunday night, tomorrow’s Monday, it’s the traditional time for losing the will to live. Here’s a picture in lieu of anything interesting:

Spid

What about its legs?

As has been widely reported, the J. Craig Venter Institute and other facilities are working to assemble the world’s first synthetic organism from the bottom up.

Hehehehehe.

All sounds fascinating though:

http://www.boingboing.net/2008/01/14/quest-for-synthetic.html