Some of you were trying to look at Robert’s appearance on Charlie Brooker’s Gameswipe but all we had was the dead, all to dust, iPlayer link. We’ve added the video to the post, so you can watch it here.
It exists. It’s real. It’s here.
Roberto, do not change my lines. I cannot stress how important it is that you leave my jokes just the way they are. Those words came to me in a dream. They were delivered by an angel. A real one. They are part of who I am. You are playing with fire here and when you play with fire you are liable to get your fingers very badly blistered.
The Icon.
Iain, man, great idea for us to communicate with each other via this blog. You’re right – texting is a bit of a hassle (having to carry your phone everywhere) and phoning is even worse (having to carry your phone everywhere), so yeah, great idea.
Just a few things today. I’m going to redraft some of those sketches, see if I can knock them into shape. I definitely think the term “confetti-chuff” will have to go, though, because it made me retch a bit when I first read it. I think “pinata-pooter” is much nicer.
Also, you were right about that shade of eyeliner. A bit too light for me. I’m going to Frasers to get my eyebrows threaded on Friday, so maybe you could come down too and help me make the right choice this time.
Ordered those skinny jeans you wanted. Apparently they can’t do those clear platforms with the goldfish in them (cruel, apparently) so we’re shit out of luck on that front.
Onwards mah man, see you at the steeple!
Roberto
Hi!
Some people have been emailing asking where it is that me and Iain write.
Well, we’re sitting right now in our office at the top of the Toolbooth Steeple in Glasgow Cross. That’s where all the stuff for Burnistoun Series 2 has been written so far.
So next time you pass by the steeple, give us a shout!
And thanks to Glasgow City Council for letting us do our thing at the heart of the city!
Hi!
We’ve managed to scoop the world with a leaked demo of a new Prince track about the internet!
What gets me hard, readers? Packaging like this.
You know that way you feel when Jeff Jarrett smashes your head in with a guitar shot? That’s how I’m feeling. So I’m going to lie here in this pit and spend the night adding things to this blog. The kind of things that an ill, exhausted piece of shit thinks should go up on a blog. Things for a blog. Yaaaaaaaaasssssss!!!!!!!!