The End of Summer?

That's it. The last bank holiday before Christmas. The end of summer. So the weather is about to improve.

That's the way it goes. Always. Could my sentences be any shorter? Yes.

The kids go back to school within days and the routine can recommence. This time, however, the routine will be one of getting my sh*t together; financially and career-wise. Emotionally and personally, I think I'm sorted: it was my 18th wedding anniversary yesterday. I'm still getting over the hangover.

The push now is for sceneonthe.net; the chance for me to let loose my skills on the wider world. This could be really good: an opportunity to ensure that there is some money left at the end of the month. And it occurs to me that I really like seeing my stuff out there. So aside from the work for the magazine and the website here (hereinafter known as "the day job"), look out for much more stuff aside from Vinylonthe.net and Kit Krazy.

The latest hope is an adult toy shop called Sinsations: I'm looking forward to doing a sex shop in a tasteful way. Further to this is obSceneonthe.net looks like a lucrative sideline: a web-development business aimed at the more "specialised" client.

Watch this space.

Let's Start Over

Blogging is a bloody good idea. Honest. if you can be arsed to do it. Once upon a time I used to keep a regular diary; on paper; in a book; for several years. It doesn't exist any more. It used to be the place where I could lay bare my soul and exorcise my raw libido. I was a teenager; and a randy one to boot.

But I destroyed it. I destroyed it because it was just plain embarrassing; cringeworthy. And towards the end there were huge gaps when I just couldn't be bothered to write anything. And then there would be hurried catch-up pages trying to skim over the very exciting news of my life.

That's what you're seeing here. It's literally years since I wrote anything in this blog. These days of course I'm not a randy teenager, just a randy grown-up. And life is not uninteresting: after all, I'm a prominent part of a world news organisation. But I forget about this; and there's so much going on at times that I never get around to it. But I'll be trying harder from now on. Honest.