Someone asks

do you like cheese?

Well heck, who doesn’t like cheese? I like it strong, blue and mouldy. I eat more feta than I probably should, and parmesan can improve any meal. Edam? Goddamn! Cheddar? You betcha!

How am I going to die? I smoke like Rita Hayworth. I hope to die of lung cancer at the age of seventy-six, the average set by those of my ancestors who enjoyed tobacco. I do not engage in any especially dangerous activities, like base-jumping or sun-bathing (lethal here, below the ozone hole), and so unless I am murdered by thieves, immolated in a house fire or killed in an earthquake, cigarettes will do me in. Bless them.


  1. yami wrote:

    Cheddar? I barely know her!

  2. grid wrote:

    This blog’ll be the death of me!

  3. Rasmus wrote:

    The “do you like cheese?” question has a long story to it. I read about it in Derek Powazek’s book “Design for Community”. It’s almost a “Kilroy was here” of the web.

  4. ester wrote:

    what’s base jumping?

  5. Simon wrote:

    B(uilding) A(erial) S(pan) E(arth) jumping is where one leaps from a height and parachutes gently to the ground. Or smacks into the side of a building/mountain/cliff and plummets to the ground.

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