Today has been something of a mixed bag. On the plus side, I was buoyed to hear in the news that Ai Ai the chimp had managed to quit smoking (see here) as this shows great fortitude of character and is a lesson to us all.
Apparently she started the dirty habit following the sad demise of her mate, and swifty became a 20-a-day, erm, Pan troglodytes.
I suppose it's a bit odd then, that just a couple of days after gorillas are, for the first time, spotted picking up sticks and using them to benefit themselves, aiai has dropped leaves for the same reason. The fact that she's been caged in a Chinese zoo, however, does beg the question as to how she's been able to nip down to Londis to buy her 20 Rothman. Actually this is not a laughing matter.
I must quit this evil habit too, particuarly as I suffer from acute hypochondria. Generally though, I'm as fit as a butcher's dog. Unfortunately, the dog in question is the mangy schit-zu in the corner whose just eaten the entire tray of lamb cutlets.
This post is concentrating on health issues, since I am looking at the forfeits that I may be obliged to carry out if losing this Greeting the 500 bet, and I'm noting that as I approach the '20 greeting' benchmark, I am less likely to have to run next year's London Marathon. And should, by some astonishing quirk of fate, I pass the '275 greeting' mark, Michael will have to run it. That I'd like to see. A man who gut-wise is so large, that he irons his shirts in a wok, having to run 27 miles. There's no way I could force him to go through with that. Actually, scrap that comment (his shirts are never ironed).
Anyway, 2 replies today, one 'yes' and one 'no', a further illustration of the curate's egg of a day that I've been scoffing.
Tony Robinson, comedy actor and archaeologist, will sadly not be able to make it. Sir Tim Rice, on the other hand, has generously agreed to meet me, and for that, I salute him as a gentleman, and no doubt a scholar.
I myself have had something of an epiphany recently. Today I am off the belief that a great deal of the oblique references that I've been making on this website, such as to the writings of Neitsche or to the quotes of the Chuckle Brothers, are not being understood by everyone.
I'm off this belief because people have been emailing me telling me so. I've thus decided to tone down my pompousity, to stop spouting so much effluence and to knuckle down with writing only about my challenge. Also sprach Julian.