You know what sucks about being as smart as me? You write the meaning of life, Panic, Rage, Internet, Money and it comes to bite you on the ass. One day before we left Saint Maarten for an intensive two weeks of whoring ourselves out for charter the internet fell over. This meant the tales of our huge rockstar weekend in Saint Maarten were not published. It also caused a lot of panic and rage. Thankfully we are now in Saint Barths surrounded by billions of dollars worth of money. The internet is now working but I missed writing a Christmas message. I have had such a mental year that I will not be able to write a complete New Years message on time. I mean, look at all of the places I have been.

Prague
Verona
Malta
Egypt
Maldives
New Zealand
Tapora
Nice
Genova
All over the Cote d’Azur
Fucking Toulon
Biarittz
Paris
London
Barcelona
Ibiza
Zaragossa
Leon
Vigo
Florence
Milan
Tenerife
Various Caribbean islands

NOT SO SUBLIMINAL MESSAGE TIME

I expect you will have a happy Easter without this message and you will probably have forgotten about this message by then but have a happy Easter anyway.

Anyway, don’t worry I will be back. Bigger and badder in 2011. The world does not end until I say so.