For the first time ever I've been myspace surfing and it's bewildering. It's inspired what looks too be the virgin bookstore blog, unless thom's writing a simultaneous one right now and beats me to it. What is an 'extended network'? Is everyone in the entire world in my 'extended network'? Individual people from Grizzly Bear are, but not grizzly bear the entire band - how does it work? Does this mean I can message them and force us into their inner sanctum? Grizzly Bear, if you've typed your name into google and looked for what came up last and found this - I want to be in your inner sanctum, although we quite possibly live on exact opposite ends of the earth.

Speaking of which, there's an ad at the moment where a burly famer type surveys his beautiful unploughed dirt patch and sees a tree stump, which he proceeds to pull down with his Hilux or whatever. Then, in china, a cherry tree is pulled through the earth - this works on the premise that china is on the other side of the earth, which it is if you live in america. We dont live in america. Some tree in new york should be pulled down. Or a kelp strand in the north atlantic. Dont get me started on the earth's molten core. Fucking shits me.

Dimmy and Butchy are cooking a green chicken curry right now. The kaffir lime leaves smell rotten, Dimmy vetoed peas as an ingredient*, the coconut milk is 'lite', the mae ploy out of date. It'll be great though. I'll post the bookstore's second blog if not, it'll complete a riveting saga. I think I've made something pointless and meaningless enough to cease blogging now. But I've developed a taste.

* Dimmy has a phobia of peas and corn, and while we're on it, temperature-altered air blowing from machines, the ocean, and pumik stumpt.