It's Friday afternoon, right? I've stopped blogging on Fridays because my visitor stats tell me that come Friday afternoon you've all sloped off to the pub, or your house in the country, or whatever else you get up to when the weekend beckons. Whatever, you all seem to stop stopping by over here.
So where to start? With Bowie, of course. And my favourite Bowie track.
What a f***ing enormous mistake that was: in my head it was his finest hour. And I should have left it there. Safe in my memory. Playing in my head - the perfect funk fusion. But, oh no, I had to search it out on YouTube.
And then the next thing popped up in my newsreader:
Well here we are - safely landed in 2013ville. And for most of us (designers that is) the first day back at work. The time, usually, to reflect upon the year just gone. Which, for 2012, invariably means the Olympics. Although I'm not going to go there (however much I admire the tremendous feat that Danny Boyle managed to pull off).
So what else of 2012? For me, it turned out to be a lazy blogging year. Looking back I suppose it started badly when Damien Hirst threatened to sue me. And that was such a negative energy field to come up against when all I was doing was pulling his leg. Still, look on the bright side: at least I don't live in Ilfracombe and have to look out each day at that f****ing awful verity.