so Last night, after work, at 10pm, spent an hour with three of my old school mates. In a jacuzzi. In the pissing summer rain. Half-naked. Drinking champagne. Beat that. You know you can't. And we were making jokes about the Simpsons and about being entirely not-gay (that's not a joke, though - that's mostly almost completely true), and comparing cool stuff like cellphones, and singing The Pixies' "Where is my mind?" and then Craig pulled out his party trick. No, not that one - that's his party favour. His party trick is to do Mr Burns - Homer's boss from the Simpsons - saying "Eeeeexccelent..." and tapping corresponding fingers of each hand together in sequence. Like when you put your hands together and then you seperate your pinkies and then touch them together and then your ring fingers and then middle fingers and then index fingers, over and over again megalomaniacally? Everyone still with me on this one? The cool thing was, he can do it with his toes! Puts my flapping ears trick to shame, it does. And then we watched a foo fighters DVD and crawled home much later, wet from the jacuzzi and the rain. Mario's jacuzzi is still cooler, I think - that's where we had the New Year's Party, literally a block away from Ands' new place. New picture on the top left. Snapped by me off a bridge strut in town near my mom's office, from my fledgeling portfolio on graffiti. Sage advice, I reckon. -d- PS: It says "Think." Not "funk," Stephen, you nitwit.