At least as it's flushed down the toilet, somebody might remark on its beautiful plumage. You never know.
In past years I have had a three pronged strategy to counter blog disaffection. Namely:
1 Blog more about Justin Bieber
2 Blog about Bieber
3 Blog about that annoying little Canadian s...
I fear the wisdom of the strategy has now deserted me as nobody even cares about Bieber these days as he slides into an icky pool of whatever Lindsey Lohan slid into years ago.
We were fond of whatshername from a Fish Called Wanda
Real talent is enduring and it's seen in characters such as John Cleese and Michael (not Sarah) Palin. Recently I bumped into an ardent Fish Called Wanda fan, which reminded me of how I had forgotten much about the film apart from the bit where a concrete block falls on a small dog and Palin's stutter.
All of which reminds me I must be fundamentally sick.
The reality is Cleese and Palin can make most things funny, even dead animals. Enjoy.