Apparently this is the 700th post.

I've been writing the trivial, pointless and minute on this site for far too long - since October 30th 2001, in fact. We've learned nothing of any great value, but there have been moments of fun and moments of slight insight. And I say, you've got to fight for the plight of the slight insight... it's right!... I'm talking shite!

Oh, if only there were words to describe what's going through my mind these days - well, there are... I hear my thoughts as an internal monologue in the English language, but I'm not entirely sure I can always commit these thoughts to the page, or even to the outpourings of my mouth. Having said that, I am capable of spewing forth whatever comes into my head - especially if it's for comic effect. Last night was a prime example. I had quite a chatty audience (well, one or two key chatty audience members) and I just let them have whatever it was entered my mind - it was most amusing. It's just a shame I can't do the same at work. There's a fine line between being amusing and being sacked.

So many late nights, so many long trips, so much effort to be a comedian, when perhaps what I need could be found if I only stayed still long enough to discover it.