You know you've been away from your blog too long when it asks you if you accept it's cookies.

And are unable to form short snappy blog titles.

Oh you.

Blog.

You should hate me.*

I get this idea, this notion in my head not to blog until I have a specific thing to really blog about and then write about it with subpar spelling till it just can't take any more. Then what happens is lots of things happen, are happening, go by, I forget. Then I never write about anything. I fear writing a blog post that's about nothing and leaving you with no bettering of your day, and that fear leads me to write nothing. So it's better I write something, even if this makes you angry at me. Hey. I'll  just disable the comments.

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Although I could pick something to write about. I actually found my camera from New Zealand, with all my photos from 7 weeks of travelling around the beautiful isles. I was thinking to do a series of blog posts about these travels and may post some stories and photos up in different posts.

Actually here are a few now otherwise they may never happen. Never:

My cousin and I on the Dunedin Easter Egg Bike Run

Drinking with Gollum (Pint of Tui)

Me and a Shetland, now an Aotearoa, local made by my

brother Dirk Robertson when he lived out in New Zealand.

What I've been up to recently is working, working with the sheep, making videos and trying to remind myself it's Winter and not the end of time with these dark mornings, but it's 2016, so it could be the end of time.

Here is one of the videos. I've made three for BBC The Social. And, like the order I watched the original Evil Dead trilogy in, I'll share the third one with you first:

Still thinking of 2016 though. As if 2016 isn't bad enough, it's now bringing back avian flu. You dick. It's one of the only flus I've not had yet. And with my track record for being always ill, I will get it, and I will accidentally spread it, and I'm sorry about that. I spread all the colds.

Actually today at work I ate a Haribo sweetie so fast I chocked. A few minutes later I blew my nose and the sweetie came out. A few minutes after that - my nose bled.

There's a story for you. Glad I found one.

END OF BLOG.






*And that's why I'm glad artificial intelligence still does not exist. That we are aware of. And never should.

You don't need the prospect of my blog to make  you afraid of conscious technology. Just think about: Terminator, Short Circuit, A.I., Ex Machina, Aliens.

I'm joking about Aliens. Bishop is a babe.

Although aliens are terrifying. Fuck Aliens being a real thing.