Do you want to see a dead fly?

Deary me...

Alexandra Pearson, aka Worst Blogger Ever, here feeling quite guilty for the amount of time gone by since last I wrote. Although, actually, I was randomly cruising the blogosphere and found someone who hadn't posted anything for about two years, so now I feel better. There's always someone worse than you, unless you're Hitler, or something, and I'm certainly not Hitler.

That's a weird affirmation.

Anyway, I keep thinking of things I want to blog about that have nothing to do with death, or things dark and gruesome. I was being all purist about what I should put in my blog, wanting it to stay very focussed and specific. Then earlier today I just thought "Fuck it."

Then I got into a very pretentious sounding area of thought about how the important thing was that I get my thoughts out there, that I communicated with the world in some way, and then I realised I was taking myself way too seriously and went and fed Thomas Sexton Hardcastle (my hamster) one of his heart-shaped treats.

So, welcome one again, Beautiful Reader, to a new age of Momento Maureen. A haphazard, anarchic place in which anything could happen!

Oh, and the title? Well, my lovelies, I seriously suggest that you wrap your eyes around a copy of Oliver Jeffers new book, It Wasn't Me! It's brilliant. A bit bizarre but totally wonderful, and once you've read it, the title of this post will be ever so slightly less weird. Then everyone will start using "Do you want to see a dead fly?" as some kind of cool new catch-phrase, the world will be a better place and we will see the end of hunger, poverty and war... maybe.

In other news, I just checked my gmail account for the first time ever. So organised! It was full of trash, but I promise to check it more from here on in, so if you want to get in touch that way please do. It's momentomaureen@gmail.com... I think.

The blog with no name

Oh dear, been a little while since I blogged last.

Oh dear, I really don't like the word 'blogged'. Sounds like some kind of horrible toilet related euphemism.

So anyway, it's been a little while since I last posted on my blog. I was just sitting here pondering what I could write about. Should I finally give my review of the last two episodes of In the Flesh... hold on, have I already done that? Long story short I found it disappointing.

Should I attempt to capture in words my over-excitement at various bits of Wrestlemania? Yeah, I like zombies and wrestling, but not zombie wrestling because they'd be very unfocused and then all their bits would start falling off and they'd probably be really smelly because, let's face it - they're rotting corpses.

Should I put another entry in my series of cool things I own? Hmmm, it's an easy one but I seem to have momentarily lost the cable to plug my phone into my laptop. It'll turn up somewhere, and really is a good argument for me finally getting a smart phone.

So many options!

Instead, do you know what I think I'll do? I think I'll just waffle a little in what I hope is a reasonably amusing way and end with a link to something really cool.

Yeah, that's what I'll do.

Enjoy!