There’s this girl I keep bumping into. She lives near me so that would explain it somewhat- but there are alot of people around here so why her in particular? It’s wierd. I do know her from the bar I go to sometimes & when we are there we consider each other as ‘friends’- but let’s be honest that word is always used a little too readily in such an environment- no she’s a sort of aquaintance/friend/person I once danced with & stuck my tongue down her throat! yuurch.. I used to fancy her but certain traits of her character remind me of my previous bad experience-so in the interest of self preservation- I decided not to persue it, she’s probably thinking the same anyway. So we keep bumping into each other & smiling sheepishly(never seen a sheep smile, they’re miserable bastards for the most part but anyway..) I have an uncle who is an author, he writes detective stories. His name is Max Obione & he chairs a small publishing company called ‘Krakoen’. When I was a kid I never saw much of him but in the past few years, family ties set aside,-he has become a valuable part of my life. Uncle Max is a very talented & creative person who, when he’s not busy working on his own projects,-is very encouraging & generous towards people persuing their own endeavours. He also writes songs under the name ‘Badspoon’ & I have had great fun trying to put them to music. Max’s next book should be out soon-I don’t know how many this will be, he’s so prolific- I’ve lost count! Some of the song lyrics are not for the faint hearted- if he made a record it would definately come under ‘explicit!’ Anyway below is a pic of the man himself…