My blogging frequency has declined over the last 10 days because I’ve ‘micro blogged’ anything of any real interest. I’ve haven’t done any graphics work in the past week either (not even AT work, a need a new job). I have been getting stuck into my drawing, a few efforts from my flickr are below.

Had an absolute crisis on Saturday when Spurs managed to blow a two goal lead at Old Trafford. Pre half time I had been rattling of texts of glee on the train where I was tracking the match (not looking forward to my phonebill – I might be the only person still using WAP). This ray of sunshine in Tottenham’s sunshine soon got tainted with a cloud of shit as we crumbled. I still haven’t watched match of the day, its frankly too upsetting.

This weekend I am DJing at The Branded / Deadly Shakes / Dissolutes show in Worcester – see the flyer I did below dum dum. I’m sure my choices won’t get too fruity as it’s a punk night Murder City Devils / Hot Snakes / Minor Threat are mandatory. Sure I will try and slip in a jazzy remix or power ballad (can people handle 9 minutes of Meatloaf?).

Tre from last years Apprentice was on the Central Line this morning, chatting to some guy who had obviously accosted him about “corporate gigs” and that sort of twoddle. The man is quite a snappy dresser by that I mean cunt. Pastel blue shirt, white pinstripes and white cuffs, bootcut indigo denim and beige half breed trainer / smart shoes – actually, the were more like hobbit sneakers.

I’m watching this weeks Apprentice on IPlayer right now, it seems so easy – how are people like this running the corporate world. I always feel like I could do a better job, because the tasks are always quite creative AND you have to be an egomaniac with delusions of self importance. Win. If George Lucas has got any sense he’ll be making a Star Wars spin off of The Apprentice…Darth Vader? Hopefully you can see where I’m going with this.

Ok fingers crossed the “I went to Sandhurst” twat gets fired.