It's not goodbye, it's I've met someone else

The Print and Pub Corp., who pay me good money to obey them, have deemed this blog pornographic. I cannot access it on their computers, therefore, and that is why I have been updating as regularly as some people I will not name.

And before you start sniggering, all your blogs are pornographic, too. All of blogger.com is, according to the Corp.'s internet filtering machines. It's hell because it means I have to go to a cafe with a flash disk to get the latest.

And then I can't comment and say, for example, that whatever Jay has been smoking, I want some, oh, that's what he's been smoking; or to muse on Degstar's cars; or to I forgot what I was supposed to say about Michael Buble to Carlo; or to be all like, "Welcome to our millennium" to Inktus; or to monkey-yelp at LA's discourse on television etc.
And I certainly haven't been able to flame Iwaya.

Because you are all pornographic.

But if you still want to play with me, in a morally-okayed environment, the family-rated Corp. has set me up at
http://newvision.co.ug/blogs/ernestbazanye

They allow me to use their pictures, so I can finally show you that photo of Sharon Obsessions that I love so much.

Do stop over once in a while.