Good night, and good luck. And make sure you lift with your legs, dammit!
Hello, minions!
I am moving house today and this is my last broadcast before the interwebs get switched off, rolled into a length of carpet, and put into an unmarked white van by two faceless dark-eyed men supervised by an animated clipboard. I shall have illicit, slow and possibly CIA-sponsored internet access at work, but all voice-related communiques must be routed via my mobile or my spirit guide Mobombwe. Once the interminable pile of crap I have accumulated over the last millenia has been put away, set on fire, fed to small and unhappy orphans or exorcised by Mobombwe, there will be a party to warm the house, although if it gets any warmer we may self-combust. Perhaps a house-cooling party.
That is all, return to digging.
I am moving house today and this is my last broadcast before the interwebs get switched off, rolled into a length of carpet, and put into an unmarked white van by two faceless dark-eyed men supervised by an animated clipboard. I shall have illicit, slow and possibly CIA-sponsored internet access at work, but all voice-related communiques must be routed via my mobile or my spirit guide Mobombwe. Once the interminable pile of crap I have accumulated over the last millenia has been put away, set on fire, fed to small and unhappy orphans or exorcised by Mobombwe, there will be a party to warm the house, although if it gets any warmer we may self-combust. Perhaps a house-cooling party.
That is all, return to digging.