Never mind. Go on, you know you want to.
This week I’ve been so creative that I’m going to give myself a break by not writing much more than some short paragraphs in this weeks abominable creative update.
Tomorrow, I will have officially not smoked for 365 days. Which is a year if you’re the kind of person who counts things in that way. In — somewhat early — celebration of that I treated myself to something awesome earlier this week.
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| “Great Scott, what’s this?” |
Yes. I bought myself some Lego. And it’s all for me. But not just any old lego, no Sir. I ordered The DeLorean Time Machine because I’m really a small child trapped in man’s body.
And then I got creative.
What do you think? The likeness isn’t exact, obviously… but they’re pretty decent, aren’t they?
This weekend was also my wonderful wife’s birthday which I naturally remembered in good time to prepare for. I’m not kidding. I remember anniversaries and important dates without any kind of difficulties. Just don’t ask me which years she’s born. Years is where I stumble, fall and crack my skull open.
And since she made me an beautifully delicious cake I thought I should return the favour. So I asked her what kind of cake she would like and her answer was an unsurprising “Chocolate”. Her wish is of course my command and thanks to a co-worker I had a good base — Easy Chocolate Cake — to start with. Which I consequently “ruined” with Oreo cookies and copious amounts of vanilla buttercream.
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| I call it “The Shockolate Cake”. |
This thing would give Willy Wonka diabetes.
I’ve also been working day and night — but mostly day-time — on the exciting side-project that is “A Rainy Night on Drury Lane” and have now formed a battle plan I am happy with, which will be revealed… well… soon.
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| Even though I said I wouldn’t be sneaky… and shit. |
