I know there haven't been many updates to the blog recently, and, labouring as I am under the misconception that anybody cares, I'll try to explain why.
Deciding that my glamorous lifestyle of drudgery and penniless scrounging was getting a little stale, I've been attempting to get paid to write, rather than just casting my thoughts into the void as I do around here.
As such, I've been sporadically published on www.sickchirpse.com in recent weeks.
I've written a lot more than has actually made it through, and I haven't mentioned it or advertised the site on this blog because, in all honesty, the site isn't that great.
It's so-far unpaid (they're looking to move to a paid business model later in the year and hire some of their writers properly, hence me trying to get a foot in the door) but there's no editorial direction whatsoever. For the time being, the site is a free-for-all, which means there is some decent content, and a lot of chavtacular filler.
I've personally been asked by the powers that be to post more video-commentary articles in the "Look at this cat LOL!" style, which I'm not going to do.
Also, and this is just a private gripe: They cut the heart out of a joke I did the other day, and I want it on record somewhere:
In an article about the Greek footballer who celebrated a goal with a Nazi salute, I was speculating as to what excuses he could have used to dodge the controversy. One of which was "My gardener was in the stands and I was reminding him how I like my hedge."
They scrapped the above picture and caption, which annoyed me. They replaced it with a picture of Bobby Robson.
Yes, really.
Anyway, the upshot of all this is that I'm going to persevere with Sick Chirpse for now, despite not liking the site, the name, or the content (or even understanding what a "Chirpse" is or why it's unwell) but I'm going to try to use this, my original blog, for slightly more free-form pieces like this one.
Either that, or I'll use it to post things that I think are too "high-brow" for SC. I've already been told I'm too text heavy.
I've pretty much sold my soul today on SC by writing an article on Emma Watson's tits, anyway.
The worst part about working for them is that in order to find pictures for articles, you end up on a lot of government watch lists. This week I've Googled "Nazi salute" and "Emma Watson naked."
To recap (and apologies for this post being a little scattershot) I'll try to update more often, with what might be some of my more high-brow stuff, but will often just be nonsensical bitching.
Business as usual, then, really...
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