Another day another interview

In return for allowing the best photograph of myself on his blog, I am now digging through my Adventures in Hong Kong archives for sordid details and pictures of Cowboy Caleb's Pre-Marital Adventures in Wanchai and I remember this totally useless (until now) phone conversation I had with him:

Eh, Miyagi, come join us. I am so high. Where the fugayou? In a bar. I am so high. Where lah, cheebye? Somewhere in Wanchai, there's a chick dancing on the table. I am so high. Where in Wanchai? I dunno man, I am so high. Who are you with? I am sooooo hiiiigghhh.

I agreed to Caleb's request for an interview tonight because it's been a while since I've been interviewed, and you know what a media slut I am. I'd pose for FHM if I could. So being put on the spot with pointed questions about my sexual orientation (orientation? orientation? taupok or taukwa or taunee?) is nuffin! But anyway, I'm really looking forward to the coming interviews in Caleb's series. Completely unedited. Completely rool life. Not like Chennai News Asia. Never tell a blogger anything about yourself unless you want it known to the whole wired world. Now go read the first instalment of Cowboy Caleb's Almost Daily Interview. Caleb on one of his 'I hate my job' days.

Surf stop: technicolor.org: in stereoscopic vision

iTunes' party shuffle is playing a copy of: Chardonnay - Cerys Matthews - Cockahoop, of which I have the original CD and therefore didn't steal music.