Today I am continuing my campaign to become a hipster. Without access to the old intertronic network that the kids love so much, I am now relying on other sources for my information on hip people, as well as a proper explanation of what this “ster” thing is that I hear so much about. I…Read more
Anecdotes
The Hipster Resolution
Greetings, fellow humanoids! It’s the new year and, as is the post-festive wont, I am making a resolution! Today’s resolution is to become a hipster. I heard it’s all “hip” and “trendy” and I’m all for things with hips in them, on account of how I was once accused of being a “hippy” due to…Read more
A tale of tupperware
I don’t know how it happened, dear reader, but I somehow managed to find myself gainfully employed. I never thought the helter-skelter of my life would take such a drastic turn into plebsville but here I am, scouring bee thoraxes in the local veterinary clinic for minimum wage. A gentleman of my stature should not be…Read more
The tale of the Net-launch-a-me-do
It was with great sadness that I last visited my old friend Nob Mouse for while in the past I have leaped with joy through the portal under my stairs, keen to partake in his village of strangely saccarine-scented hills and valleys, this time I was unfortunate enough to need somewhere to hide – and…Read more
A chat on the sofa
Nob Mouse came to visit me the other day. This isn’t something that happens a lot, normally I go to visit him, but on occasion he likes to take a little time away from the quiet life at Blob City so he can experience the hustle and bustle of city life here with me. He…Read more
A mad obsession?
It had been a while since I had visited Café Nob but when I finally had the time to go back, I jumped at the chance. Nob was there, of course, and he seemed pleased to see me. I ordered my usual – a plate of home-fried chips and a big mug of tea –…Read more