The (Lazy) Wanderer Returns

By now you have probably realised that I have stopped updating this blog.

The main reason was that I forgot the old password.

Now I have a new password. But also a new website where the words have been spilling from my head for quite some time now.

So, if you like an anti-climax, then you'll love I Love Matt Fishwick dot com! Or maybe you won't.

How to describe me

I could be described as a James Dean lovin' Party Queen, but that would be slightly to the left of right, or wrong if you prefer you answers briefer.

FADE OUT! Farewell Screnzy 2009.

MIKE
(shouts)
Run!

FADE OUT.


Another attempt, another win.

Roll on next year.

Roll on a better idea.

Roll on deoderant.

INT. Office - Script Frenzy - Day 1

MATT, a strangely disappointing excuse of a man, stares with glazed eyes, the sort of glaze that is usually reserved for doughnuts, at a computer screen containing a BLANK document .

The CURSOR taunts him.

His well is dry, fortunately he has indoor plumbing - even in the north of England, but that isn't helping him now.

MATT's fingers glide over the keyboard as he types.

It would seem Matt is shit at typing. He deletes, and starts again, SLOWLY.

Ideas = 0.
Pages = 0.

MATT
I'm already behind in the page count, and it's only just gone midnight.

CUT TO:

One Year Craptacular: A Clip Show Featuring Almost All Recycled Material

You remember back in the day when I started this blog?

No, I didn't think so. Let's take a look back shall we:

Now if... I have returned... and someone has found me... There once was a man... that looks like me. For those of you who don't... stop bothering me... Go... it just looks more professional.

I reached... me... the answer... truckin'

Everybody else... could have saved time by... a dish best served with sprouts... in a vacuum!

It's movie time.

Ah, good times.

Here's to the next lot of ignored posts...

And to ScriptFrenzy!

Hurrah!

One Year Craptactular!

That's right, it's been one year of inane posts that nobody has read.

You may be the first, unless you are reading this over someone's shoulder and that means you are a close second. So take a step back, and stop invading my personal space.

So while this is the Internet, happy e-paper anniversary. (An anniversary of this magnitude doesn't warrant an exclamation point.) But you could have at least sent an e-card you unsentimental bastard.

Will we reach the next one? Probably, unless I forget my login details.

Don't forget the traditional Anniversary Clip Show Featuring 10% New Material!

Coming up next.

(Recycling, not only is it good for the environment, but it removes the need to be creative.)

If you can read this, chances are you aren't illiterate.

... but enough about you, it's movie time.

Scream...

... if you are in a vacuum!

Revenge...

...is a dish best served with sprouts.

February or Febuary?

I'll just refer to it as pre-March, saving the hassle.

But then I could have saved time by not posting at all, and it did give you something to read, so why aren't you grateful?

I wanna be different...

... just like everybody else.

East bound and down...

...loaded up and truckin'

We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.

It is over

Or is it?

Only December has the answer...

Hot dog! We have a weiner...

And it is me.

50,154.

38K

I reached 38K and here it is:

K K K K K K K K K K
K K K K K K K K K K
K K K K K K K K K K
K K K K K K K K.

Jealous much?

1000

If you only write one k a day, at least make it uppercase, it just looks more professional.

It begins

Okay GO!

Got something to say?

Then start your own blog and stop bothering me.

A little about me

For those of you that know me, I'm the one that looks like me.

For those of you who don't, then I'm not.

Comments? Like I care.

Nantucket

There once was a man from Nantucket, and there still would be if Wings was still on the air.

Does anyone actually read this?

I've been googled and someone has found me. You know who you are.

The Legacy Rebooted

Yes. I have returned...

But briefly.

The Legacy Begins

Now if only I have something interesting to say or write.

I may be back, I may not. The only way to find out is to return to this very blog.

Do you dare?