RGH has had a bit of downtime due to being hacked. I've been working on getting everything back to normal - a server change etc. I'll give you the full run down soon!

Argh! is also down at the moment, but this is going to be back up and running before you can say something long enough to be slightly uncomfortably long for all involved parties. I'd suggest you hold your breath.

After this I will go underground and take a secret vow to devote the rest of my life as a vigilante, doing all in my power to destroy hackers, spammers and script kiddies. The internet shall be free again!

Art imitates life... Much like our beloved protagonist, I got this swell new phone. I won't say what it is cause that sounds a little too much like a plug, but just let me say it does everything. Surfs the web... Gives you directions... Makes you breakfast... Transforms into a neat little platonic robot friend that will keep you company on lonely winter nights. It's just swell!

I've been trying out a new technique with the comics. It involves actually drawing them on paper (with a pencil... thats "p... e... n... c... i... l...") so somewhere along the way, eric turned into "lil' eric". Not sure where I stand on this controversial issue, but as Al Green says, "thats the way it is".

Yeah so, dreams are weird. I wake myself up when I talk in my sleep. I woke up the other morning mumbling something along the lines of

"and now with this we'll be able to finally cure cancer.... huh?"

The world can't have that cure because daylight decided it was much more important to wake me up so I could take the garbage out. What feats of humanity are lost to the sea of slumber my friends? What insights are sold to the sand man while the world rests? Ask not, for "a great many" may be the answer you find. Then again "Not really very many" may be the answer you may find... Perhaps "erm none... they're all rubbish" might manifest as the solution to this eternal riddle. One may never know (but one could totally guess)

Can we PLEASE correct these lies, half truths and blasphemes about Michael Jackson? We all know what a genius the guy was. Paul McCartney got to die during Sgt Pepper (and before Wings *phew*) Billy Shepherd has been living his life ever since (look it up) Elvis got out of the game before he got fat and old. He was, of course, replaced by an impersonator who didn't share the same self control.

Michael Jackson Died. It was a tragedy, but we all need to move on. We can't keep going on trying to convince ourselves that this white woman who stole his identity is the King of Pop. He's dead. Tragic.

Now go and listen to Thriller.

All mah diggas in the house, cmon and let me hear you say "ohhhh!"

So I tried again to be emo. The first time was not such a success so I thought this time I'd try it out in the real world... Heck I liked The Crow! I was into The Cure! My generation INVENTED emo (though we called it grunge... and had better taste in cardigans)

If you're thinking of trying to be an emo hipster at home, I have a few tips for you (Courtesy of random internet hearsay. I can't take credit for it)

1. Click "Random article" on Wikipedia. The title of the article is the name of your band.
2. Get random quotes from www.quotationspage.com, the last four words of the last quote on the page is the name of your album.
3. Get random (CC-licensed) photos on Flickr, the third image is your album cover.

For some reason I came out brit pop ^

I'm a day late with valentines. This might come as a shock to you all but I'm not quite the Mr Smooth people think I am. (I'm sure someone does) Fortunately, thanks to the miracle of time zones, I'm right on time for a USA valentines day. Maybe I'll send Condi a bouquet...

By the way, if you haven't already, you should check out Amplive's Radiohead, In Rainbows remix project called "Rainydayz". He did the mix and didn't get approval to release it... so he does this great plea saying something a bit like:

"Yo Thom... I got Del on this... I got Charli2na from Jurassic 5... Yo, you gotta let me release it... holler! holler at me!"

Fortunately for us, Thom hollered at him and said "Well there old copper. Me and the gents down at the radiohead castle 'ave had a yarn about it over a couple of pints and we fink that you can release it only if you make it free. awright old chap?" (or something to that effect...) and now we've got the marriage of some of the greats in indie and hip-hop!

peace! (handsign)