Skodas And Shark Skin Loafers

Some comments while I have been off-post for a few days:

"So have you gone on a 2nd honeymoon? mrs hhn must pay well. Is that really where you went on honeymoon? I always thought mrs hhn would pefer something more intellectual than white beach and flake out style holiday. Just guessing of course, based on her loving animals from cold places etc. What you going to do for a job now? Any good news ? I have just ordered Xmas on the internet. Very rewarding, even the Turkey, veg, prezzies, the whole lot. Probably end up with all my credit cards cloned and a 1996 Skoda delivered in Folkestone."

And:

"That is not the one and true Broccoli Man. The REAL Broccoli Man is here: www.broccoliman.com Perhaps the she-broccoli-man is a fan? After all, Broccoli Man is world famous, perhaps even galaxy famous, and is running for US President in 2008. Campaign will be posted soon. You can view his appearance on the Food Network (however brief) as well as his unaired non-appearance. He has also met George W Bush and Jesse Ventura (see the news footage on the web site) and has been interviewed on radio stations across the US and appeared in three magazines in three countries. He has some videos on YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=broccoliman Check it out! Of course I'm sure the REAL Broccoli Man would be happy to supply you with an article. He is running for President in 2008! "

Have not had a chance to check the real broccoli man link, but bring on an article dude. The more the merrier.

Me? Been away at a wedding (no, nothing to report on that other than a new benchmark for best man's speeches as to whether or not mrs househusbandnot's cleavage gets a mention in them - which it did at this wedding). Spent a few mellow days out of town celebrating our first wedding anniversary - well mellow punctuated with calls from mrs hhn's office. Sadly it was not a second honeymoon, but a welcome brief respite none the less. (And yes, we did go to that beach for our original honeymoon. mrs hhn is indeed a woman of great intellect and enquiry, but a beach is a beach. And every evening, a two foot reef shark swam right up to the edge of the water to see what we were up to. Magical. For you star fuckers out there, apparently Patrick Cox stayed at the same villa recently. He made the shark into a natty pair of loafers for Bono.)

And very excited about this new website I have mentioned I am working on for mrs hhn's company, which will be up and running and busting all competion's asses in the very near future.

More tomorrow.