Huh? I thought this blog was dead?

Hey everyone. Yeah, this blog was dead but I was inspired to start posting on it again today. The thing I got inspired by is rather lame. This blog post that was retweeted by Neil Gaiman on Twitter. ANYWAY.

The main reason we stopped posting, I think, was obviously because we were too lazy to bother. We also got busy doing other stuff. Stuff that would have been really interesting to blog about actually. Is that ironic?

That said the reason underlying both those was that almost from the start we were really struggling with the "lazy" theme of the blog. Did every blog post really have to be moving the manifesto for success through laziness forward? Probably not, in fact with hindsight I can't work out why we would even bother with that. Sounds a bit like trying too hard to me. I reckon if I am blogging on here in future it'll be tedious stories about the boring crap that I'm doing in my life, just like 99.99% of other blogs. Although, I guess it will always be implicitly to do with the lazy theme because I am intrinsically lazy.

So the stuff I was busy doing was organising a gig, which happened to be at the end of the reception to my wedding. Which in itself needed a bit of organising. It was awesome. I'm married now which is weird. I got a nice watch out of it though, and a nice squeaky clean bank account. None of that filthy money stuff messing the account up. Just pure virginal clean emptiness. Well not quite virginal because it did used to be rammed full of cold hard cash.

This weekend I'm off for a stag do, my fourth of the year. Previous trips this year have involved Edinburgh (virtual golf and TPs), South Wales (canyoning and metal), Munich (my own one, giant beers, sausages and going to bed early). This time it's Bath for Home Brew, Curry and It's a Knock Out.

I'll probably update about it on twitter (see feed on the left). Oh yeah, Twitter, another reason for not blogging. Why say something in 500 words when you can say it in 14o characters. As you can see, it's taught me to be brief.