Well... there's another blog that's been added to the Sydney Morning Herald's stable of blogs, which leads Karina and I to the dual conclusions of a) it ain't hard to get a blog on the SMH and b) when will we get one? (and as an aside c) what happens when the entire population of Australia has one?)
Sam de Brito (Technorati that and you'll find someone with that name described as a third-rate writer and a blankety-blank-NSFW-blank) has a blog there now called All Men Are Liars (Except Sam de Brito). And it looks like another Sam in the City, except with trousers.
Seems like all you have to do is write some cruddy book and voila! Blog time. So maybe it's time we got to writing some cruddy books. Maybe something advice-related. Maybe something that runs along the typical lines of relationships, relationships, relationships, wheel out age-old theory about relationships which is really a load of hooey, relationships, relationships. With a dash of relationships.
So yeah. Karina says she'll write something funny. But it seems like this relationships thing is what's really got us beat. And people are still wondering why others lie (because they just do!) or how soon is too soon to start dating after you've broken up with someone (maybe while you're still kissing them goodbye?).
And I hate to think of how weird a view on life Sam's daughter will have if he tells her: "All men are liars. Any male between the age of thirteen and death who says 'I just want to be friends' wants to sleep with you. Men will say anything to get you in bed and none of them are to be trusted." Which, I'm sure, is a comforting thought for all those males and females out there who were under the apparent misconception that platonic relationships can, do and should exist!
Can I have my SMH blog now?
And now for something completely different, a headless kangaroo!