Saturday of moustaches

Whilst I don’t appear to be publishing any posts here - I bet you now regret doubting that whole series of entries in which I threatened to give up writing, don’t you? - I’m not above indulging in acts of egocentric self-publicity, especially when I have stupid numbers of people arriving here as a result of various searches for the twelve days of Christmas. Hello, by the way, if you are one of those people; I’m sorry to disappoint you.

Gosh, a digression already. I am clearly out of practice at this writing lark. Anyone would think that I have had a couple of glasses of wine and am listening to Christmas music. Not that I am, of course. That would destroy the intense and serious mystique which I have so strenuously built up around my online persona.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. An interview.

I have done an interview. Via email, of course, in the best internet fashion that is eminently suited to people who couldn’t do such ridiculous things face to face. Don’t worry, I wasn’t approached to do it due to my fame and notoriety. No, I volunteered in a moment of madness. The questions were put to me by the ridiculously talented Chris Killen, and you can read it on his blog, Day of Moustaches.

I do not have a moustache, incidentally. It is not a moustache fetishist’s blog. Perish the thought. The closest I get to a moustache is not very close at all: I sometimes cultivate oddly-shaped stubble. Will that do?

That’s all, then. I am going back to hiating now, but I do recommend reading the interview right away, even if it’s only to discover what I would do about the problem of common or garden ceiling mould.

Happy Christmas. May all your pine needles be prickly ones.

Comments: 9

    I’m reading the interview. I know that book. *nods* I’m sure that doesn’t surprise you in the slightest.

    I have also played Second Life. It’s a scary concept, in which you can be the person you’d quite like to be in real life if you weren’t such a wuss about it all (you general, not you you). After three nights in a row staying up ‘till 4am and the purchasing of actual Linden dollars, I had to knock it on the head. I had a glimpse of the future; it involved square eyes. Not pretty (although my avatar was. Very.)

    Miss Vertigo | 12.20.08, 18:18

    I think that skeleton picture might just haunt my christmas.

    I hope you have a good christmas and that presents and food and drink and inspiration come your way.

    jem | 12.22.08, 15:08

    Pretentious?

    Suceed! philxx

    phil mccrevice | 12.22.08, 15:09

    Miss Vertigo - It sounds as if, like me, you escaped Second Life just in time, with a good amount of self-knowledge.

    O - I find checking here on a whim is the best approach. :)

    Jem - Oh dear, I don’t intentionally set out to ruin Christmas for people. Have a good one.

    Phil - Whilst my appreciation of a good innuendo certainly leads me to admire your name, I feel that what you said would have had more impact had you spelt ‘succeed’ correctly. Oh, and there’s little point in accusing me of being pretentious when, as my little ‘about’ paragraph at the top of the page reveals, I’m already well aware of the fact. It fails as an insult.

    An Unreliable Witness | 12.22.08, 16:13

    Alack! I am undone!

    Twas not meant as an insult, srsly.

    Just wished you’d appear like this in another place;-)

    Merry Christmas

    phil mccrevice | 12.22.08, 16:48

    Phil - For my own reasons, I choose (and have always chosen) to keep this site entirely separate from my work. Thanks.

    An Unreliable Witness | 12.22.08, 22:13

    I suppose a shags out of the question now?;-)

    phil mccrevice | 12.22.08, 23:01

    Phil - I appreciate your comments, as I appreciate all comments here. However, I hope you’ll understand - as I said above - that I REALLY prefer to keep my work separate from this blog and not mentioned here. The same goes for keeping my name off this site, though I appreciate that many readers will know it from having communicated with me in the past. I hope you can do me this simple courtesy.

    An Unreliable Witness | 12.22.08, 23:08

    I am just rough trade trash, forgive me, I’ll no longer darken your doorstep.

    No offence was meant and I apologise for my behaviour. I don’t think i should have put the extra patch on…

    phil mccrevice | 12.22.08, 23:18

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