All dressed up and nowhere to go.



Excuse me..


I thought I'd better just show my face, or else I may be considered rude. Notwithstanding the fact that I am actually very rude. But then you know that already. Or do you? Who the hell am I talking too? Who are Queenie's audience? Who are you?? What do you do for a living? I am a naked cleaner, and a hosepipe salesman, honest guv.

That's quite an interesting thought; who are Bloggers? What drives a person to this madness? Am I wrong for not taking it too seriously? And does everybody suffer from the dreaded Bloggers Block from time to time? Please let me know, because if someone else doesn't tell me, how the hell am I supposed to find out? It's not as if every blogger wears a t-shirt declaring the fact to the world. Or do they? If I sound confused it's probably because I am. And I'm scared. I don't know you people. And I'm just a wilting flower so please be gentle.

I don't know whether to just blog on here and neglect my own blog, or do both in a reasonably half-arsed way. I'd better toss a coin..

I was also going to use this opportunity to promote this brand new thing that me and some other bloke have come up with, but I can't bring myself to go too over the top.

I might be considered rude, and I don't want that to happen.

Instead I'll just say, go here, have a look, see what you think, and please take it seriously because it's awfully awfully serious stuff. Oh yes it is.

I'll be back.

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