Monday 20Q (on Wednesday)…with DENHAM!

– I do know my site was down for a while.  Apologies to you, I trust you survived what must have been an anguishing time, filled with misery and desperation.  I can assure you it won’t happen again in a hurry–

Denham Coote is a Programmer from Johannesburg.  He spends his days twittering with me and keeping me company until the early hours.  He also happens to be my online husbank.  He prefers I call him my hubskank, but he can’t always get everything he wants in life, especially as it’s not always about him.  For the nerds, you will have heard Denny talking about ‘Project Wolf’ the secret him and Tyler Reed have been hyping up.  I offered to flash him my booblets but even THAT didn’t work, so I’m guessing we’ll all have to wait a while yet before we get the inside scoop.

For the non nerds, I wanted you to have a bit of an insight to the one man who has surprised me to no end.  Out of the blue one night he offered to talk me through a technical problem and so we chatted on the phone.  And the rest is history, he’s amused me almost daily since.  More importantly, this man has a few things up his sleeve that he just sommer net chucks out there when you least expect it.  Like his comment below with regards to his Momma passing.  Anyway, an all-round really kiff dude, and someone I am proud to introduce to you okes:

Denny, tell us what you do for a living darlin’.
I’m thinking about retiring. Becoming a monk. Picking apples. Growing herb gardens maybe, I hear it’s therapeutic.

What would a day in the life of a monk be like?
Actually, no, not a monk – a Pimp!  Really though, I’m a Programmer in a management position.

Alrighty. How does Tyler Reed fit into your life? According to some (you), it’s been overheard that he may be your “bitch”?
I worked with him on a project for Younique. We worked really well together and have been getting involved in more and more projects together. Also, the infamous article quoted me as being his bitch

Anything you hoping to do in the next few months online?
Yes – We’re currently working on a project that we plan to launch early next year

Is this the infamous secret Project Wolf?
Heh. It is indeed.

Why is it such a secret? It’s driving me NUTS!
It’s not an entirely new concept, but we’re putting a new spin on it and making it really cool.

Any release dates in mind?
January 2009.  We had earmarked the 1st, but I’m gonna be sipping on some cold ones. So I guess Tyler’s got the graveyard shift.

Ok, quick questions.  You don’t like TV, what do you do instead?
Chatting to you, of course! But when you’re offline/working, I enjoy reading, photography, movies, sleeping, eating, coding, solving my Rubik’s cube, etc,

Ha! Favourite sweet?
Hmm. Not a huge eater of sweets, since I’m a diabetic, though I’d probably buy a Tempo if I had the urge.

Favourite T-shirt in your cupboard
Lol, random! Um, I’m not particularly fussy about clothing – Any old T that goes well with my comfy jeans

Best way to describe you in one word?
Damn, I thought I was gonna get easy Q’s – like A/S/L!  What’s one word for ReallyChilledAndCompletelyAROCatTheSameTime?    AROC = Anal Retentive Obsessive Compulsive.

ASL is a bit 2005 don’t you think?
2005? Try ’95!

You do a daily mugshot. How far are you now?
Ooh! I need to do one for today – Shaved my head this morning so should make a change!  Yes, I’m an about 50+ so far.

You shaved your head again? You like the bald look huh?
It works for me – I have really weird hair. But it’s also something I’ve done for years – My Mom had cancer for around 9 years before she passed away last year. Whenever she had chemo, I’d lose my hair. I’ve just continued with it.

Denny! Wow. That’s pretty deep.  And I’m totally in love with you right now.
*blush*

Alright, moving on, before I climb through this screen and attack your person in a pleasurable way.  I have a bag of unlimited size, you may fill it with 5 things of anything, what will they be?
Aaah, I forgot that was coming. Hmm.  I’m inclined to say something like “Duh, the whole friggin universe!”, but that’s a bit of a cop-out, isn’t it?  OK, so I’m imagining that this is a bag into which I put the last 5 things I can ever own – all other things/possessions are been relocated to /dev/null, yes?

Emm. No one ever questioned the 5 things.
See, and you want to sum me up in one word? Bah!

No, think of it like I walked up to you now. Whatever you have now, plus your 5 things.
Yes, but are they 5 things I already own, or 5 new things I want? Ok, ok, I’ll stop been difficult.

Oh fuck, thanks god.  Pick anything, like, a million bucks!
1.  Music – lots of it!
2.  Red wine – an endless supply of endless variety
3.  A Bugatti Veyron
[A whattiron? – Ed]
4.  Rubik’s cubes. They last me about a week before the labels are worn off

Oh, a Bugatti Veyron is a car. It kinda beats every other supercar out there, hands down.  It’s limited to 400km/h.  Ok, so I have music, wine, cubes, car. Need one more…Umm… This is where I should say ‘happiness’ or ‘world peace’ or something, hey?

Come come come.  Ah, well…
I’m thinking another Veyron so I can play in traffic with someone.  No wait, okay – number 5 is an endless supply of ice cold Heinekens (I say that only because it’s HOT right now and I want one!)

No, you already said the second Veyron.  But just for you I’ll throw in the Heinies.

Okay, if you were a woman, would you rather:
a) learn how to use a tampon
b) have your pubic hair waxed, or
c) have sensitive breasts for a week before every period

HAHA! Who says I’m not already well-versed with all 3! *cough* b *cough*

Any final last words?
How do you keep an idiot in suspense?

*waits for answer*

…hello?  Hellooooo?

Mon 20Q…with Cath @ The Shath!

I have a bit of a scoop for you.  It’s also Monday 20Q, so I thought I would combine the two.  Please say hello to someone who most of you know very well by now, my soon to be ex homie, Cath Jenkin.

We have some big news – would you like to tell everyone?
The Shath is over.  Hee hee, it’s not because the scissoring was crap though.  No one died, nothing bad, its life.  We still haven’t scissored yet though, disappointingly. Sheena has decided to move out.

What do you think the biggest change will be?
No more weird smells.

What the fuck?
Haha.  No, you won’t be here for me to bitch at.  And you’ll be waking up a lot earlier and a lot less willingly with even less morning friendliness.

What do you think the biggest rumour is going to be about me moving out?
I think they’ll say it’s about a boy.  I just want you guys to know:  it’s not about a boy, or a girl, or a donkey. I’m just saying.

Tell us the one thing you won’t miss.
The weird smells.  Oh my god!  Your inability to turn taps off properly.  Although, have to admit, you didn’t explode the tap this morning, Fred did.  I don’t think he’s too pleased with you moving out.

Tell us who Fred is.
Fred is a ghost; we blame everything paranormal on him.  He is also very obviously related to me, quite closely in fact. He likes Sheena, and we think he exploded the tap because she said she is leaving soon.

What are you looking forward to?
October being over, so I can dye my hair again [Ed:  it's orange at the moment]

Tell us about your day today
My shoe broke this morning.  The geyser.  The tap exploded.  Got stuck in veg isle again with random old people, and a child was wearing a suit.  His priestly church going father shouting at kid the kid for fighting with his sister “THAT IS NOT GOD’S WAY!  YOU WILL NOT FIGHT IN PICK N PAY!”.  I canned myself.

What will you use my room for now?
I shall hold a séance.  Jokes.  I’m not sure right now.  I’ll tell you when I’ve cleaned up okay?  (Stares at my shoes strewn in every corner and wayward tossed towel on floor)

What have you learned from the last 6 months?
That I’m impossible to live with?  Haha.  (4 minute pause) it’s been a quintessential lesson, actually:  There are six million things you can do with pasta, but only three of them taste good!

I’ll miss your tea.
As crap as it is?  Badly stirred, lacking sugar, low tide… half full… you’re full of shit.
*Cath does the SCKCK4T backward hand motion*

Are you going to enjoy your time alone with cam?
Yes and no.  Yes because any time with cam is awesome.   No because i know that sometimes i can drive myself insane alone.

Do you think our phone bills will go up again now that we’ll be living separately?
Dude, have you met us?  When we lived together it was worse!  One of the first things we said was “at least we’ll save on phone bills”.  WhatEVER!

What are you going to be keeping out of this relationshit?
Your GHD.

Smoke your other sock, Jenkin.
Okay fine, I want some Tiff chocolate before you go.  Oh my god, I am going to miss our random hand signals that only we understand.  Like when a certain someone asked me a life question and I needed to silently scream around the corner.  You totally got that.

Is it true that you wanna be here when I pack up my stuff?
Yes.  I’m having huge anal tendencies that you’ll nick my whisk.  Not in a euphemistic kind of way, I’m just really quite possessive about my actual whisk.

Ha!  Too bad you’ll be away on business when I move out.  Hey at least you get to have more space on the windy dryer again.
Sarcastic woot.  Have you met Cameron’s clothing fetish?  I’m going to miss the farting compos.

Dude, I never needed to compete with you, you’re the champion without contest.
I know, I gross people in china out.

Now that the days of The Shath are over, do you think we should put up that notorious vlog?
Mmm, maybe with editing.  I have changed my mind to one of the questions of who I would shtup in blog world.  I’m also scared that we are the only people in the world who think we’re as funny as we think we are.

List your ten favourite memories:
Cath barfs.

1.  The sckck4t.  Including requisite for the backwards hand motion.
2.  Sheena breaking the news of leaving, and bursting into tears because her parents suggested a Christian woman’s institution called Dames Huis.
3.  Texting each other while sitting in the same room.
4.  Going to buy milk.
5.  Oh my god. Sheena’s one way road fetish.
5.  The night of my birthday.  Watching random VHS music videos and bitching about life, love and everything else.
6.  The birthday surprise party which I walked into and started off by calling everyone fucking losers.
7.  The first weekend we ever met which turned into the most random girl party ever.
8.  Not sleeping for the first month you were here.  We constantly spoke and talked and laughed.
9.  Everything at The Shath always started with a smoke break, didn’t it?
10.  The universal delete button, greatest invention of all time.  If only we knew how to make it happen.  The idea that exists though.
11.  The lesbian serenade invention session in the bathroom in the middle of one night, with a toothbrush.

I give you my infamous bag of five items that can be anything, what would you want?

1.  Richard Branson’s credit card.
2.  Inflatable car so that I may never have to drive with you again in my life but still arrive safely on my own.
3.  A full time nanny to take care of me.
4.  Insta-fix-everything machine.  Shit situations, all round world instant solution to problems.  What?  Your geyser broke?  Here, have a new one, already installed, workable.
5.  A towel.  In manner of Hitch hikers guide to galaxy.  You must always have a towel.

Any famous last words?
Fuck.  Wait.  No, don’t write “wait”! It’s not my fault I’m awesome.  I’m not sorry.  No regrets.  I should go wake Cam up, don’t make that my last word!

I will miss Cath’s recipe for penis pina’s. I will miss sneaking into the house in the middle of the night to not wake Cam up but finding Cath smoking in the lounge and joining her on the floor with tea while we watch mindless Oprah reruns.  I will miss having someone who knows me so well that I need only give a look and it is known how my day was.  I will miss Cammertime bath time.  I will miss The Shath and everything in it.  I will miss Cath’s laugh drifting through my bedroom window from the lounge and out onto the balcony while we IM’ed each other from different rooms.  I will miss having that sense of someone to share the day’s problems with.  I will miss hearing stories from her funny work environment.

Things might be coming to an end, but a new era is only beginning for the both of us.  Thank you for sharing the ride with the three girls of The Shath.  Stay tuned for my next adventure, if nothing else, it’s going to be a cooker.

Mon20Q – Vince on Beat Magazine SA, top on the Shitometer scale right now.

Vincent Hofmann is someone I ran into via Twitter. We’ve since been in contact quite a bit and discovered a few similarities. One of them being that we grew up in the same hometown, at the same time, without knowing it and another thing being that we both like to stir the pot and cause a bit of kak.

One of my pet hates in blogging is the way we all blow smoke up each others asses. A bit of groupie cheerleading is okay (such as me with my favourites, I’m not afraid to show some love, but I don’t count in this critique, I’m perfect remember?) but a lot of the time it’s the same people saying the same things about the same events at the same venues on the same subjects. I don’t want to target a particular group (web 2.0 gurus) because we all (only them, not me) do it.

Enter BeatMagazineSA, the anonymous website created in order to get people a) laughing b) talking c) humiliated in a humble way. In doing this, the cyber land was abuzz with guesses of who the writers were. I had my suspicions all along, but have to admit that it was none other than the lovely Ms Eve who verbally guessed my thoughts. Vincent and Saul have finally come forward and raised their white flags. Just in time, according to my sources who reveal that their (now deleted) post on Tyler Reed had caused a bit of madness and mayhem and almost had lawyers out to work. On a Sunday, nogal!

Because I’m so witty and smart and clever and on the ball (read: insomniac, bored, nothing else to do) I convinced Vincent to give me his precious time and grant me the following interview. Hopefully it will appease some of you geeks out there into calming the fuck down and taking BeatMag with a bucket and a half of salt:

Vince, BeatMagSa… tell me yours and Saul’s inspiration for its creation.

To keep this community humble, to inspire them to remain true who they are and shun their reliance on their online personas

Are you bummed you were caught out so soon?

Yes and no, yes because we relied on our anonymity to make observations of the community as a whole, taking in the negative and positive comments and creating a single satirical blog incorporating both. No because it appears our voices came through very strongly which was perhaps not intended but appreciated

Okay, all the diplomatic words aside, what set the blog off, what made you go “hey, these dudes need to be made fun of. I think I’ll start with Rafiq”

Ah, ok. Yes, all bullshit aside, I wanted to see how far I could push the blogosphere – I wanted to take what is said about everyone (you’re next) both the positive commentary and the negative and combine it to form one somewhat concise, delusional blog. As in the case of the blog I wrote about Nic and those commentators who feel his views of the country are biased by his positive perspective. It was commentary which when confronted could either be taken with a pinch of salt or interrogated. Imagine a cartoonist like Zapiro was taken to task every time he made a satirical point.

Bleh, I’m a Jeremy Nell fan myself, not Zapiro. But yes, I get what you’re saying, I fully support what you guys stand for. I’m so sick of the incestuous ass kissing going on in the SA Cyber world.

Well I’m sick to death of the arse kissing to be honest. I hate the idea that 300 / 400 odd people simply all get along, all the time, never really challenging one another, it’s such a farce.

I’m worried now though, because your names are attached to BeatMag, will the edge be taken off?

No, if any thing I will get more vocal, because as you may have guessed I like the speaking thing and I like to stir things up a bit.

Yes, I do know And, the reason I initially started this chat was because I remember something you said to me a while ago, you like calling a spade a spade.

I cannot help it, its in my nature, I don’t sit on the fence, but let it be heard that I’m not an expert / sage I don’t have all the answers and I’m open to being shown that my opinions are off the mark because they are generally subjective. I’m not the messiah; I’m a very naughty boy.

Who is your next target?

A lesbian chick called Sheena.

Oh FOAD. I’m not lesbian!

Hmm, that’s not what it says on BeatMag.

Haha I can’t wait to read it! You not linking to your targets, is that intentional?

Yes, we don’t want to share the love, its internal, the love must be sucked in.

Are you surprised it was one of the first bitches?

The link love issue? Again, I think it’s a measure of narcissism. More than that actually, I’ve been asked to put more links on the site and each time I’ve questioned their intentions, I think that I fear for a community which expects links to return to their sites, Google does not index self worth – most certainly not if you are blogging to share your opinion. I might understand if we were talking about businesses, but I’m afraid the people we blog about are simply people, who probably pick their noses and scratch their privates.

A few people have been wondering who you are and where you came from. Want to give me a quick bio?

Well I’m quite tall, and I have blue eyes. I hail from a small town called Margate and sadly went to a small snobbish school of extraordinarily poor moral values.

Knob! I mean online, where do you slot in?

Where do I slot in? Good question. Well apparently I’m a knob, and I run a couple websites, but my primary interest in a site I co-created with my fiancé called Moralfibre. We’re a small start up clothing / blogging site which will when we sell our shirts become a venture capital fund for young artists, of any medium.

Is it like Springleap?

Good question actually, you already know I think Springleap is a knock off of thread less, and perhaps we’re a knock off of thread less in some way too. We differ in the sense that Moral Fibre is not our primary source of income, it is our hobby and thus try our best to support the artists in whatever way we can, we don’t have prizes, split the profits post the sale of 30 shirts with the artist and try to do everything ourselves, because we simply don’t have the financial backing to do it otherwise.

In a nutshell, if you want our help to create your own brand / label / exhibition etc. then by all means we’re there for you.

Alright, fun questions aside, now onto the all important ones, quick answers, ok?

I’ll try.

What shoe size are you?

10

Favourite toothpaste

Aquafresh

Best SA Band

Silence the Wolves

Current favourite real life blogger

Talita

How much money have you got in your wallet right now?

45 South African rands, roughly half a pound and the ticket to success

Name 5 things you want in a sizeless bag that I offer you [can be anything]

Sizeless? I can choose anything in the world?

Yup

Aston Martin (Talita’s), Lamborghini (mine), a villa in France, my own digital ad agency and finally a record contract for a couple million for my brothers band.

Any final famous last words?

That’s a toughie. I think I’d like to remind everyone that although its difficult, try to relax and enjoy life, at your own pace if possible – there is something to said for those who remain true to themselves in spite of the pressures of the world and can hold their heads up and really say “I’ve lived”.

*crowd goes wild*

There you have it. Straight from the horses mouth, SheBee style!

20Q….with ME!

So, I’ve been slack with the Interviews, and my pseudo journalistic hobby has taken a back seat due to lack of time, sources, and mainly, net access. I thought I would do an interview with myself. It’s been done before, this I know, and although might sound completely narcissistic and vain, I actually don’t mean it to be.

A few questions I’ve always wanted to be asked:

Do you fall in love easily?

NO. It takes a certain caliber of man to make me go weak at the knees. In fact, so far, there’s only been one and a half. The half is a project i’m currently working on. I’ve been accused of falling in love quickly, and this may be true, but it’s only happened once in a short space of time. Yet the time that was spent working on it was 3 solid weeks for at least 19 hours of each day. It happened spontaneously, unexpectedly, and didn’t last. It would have, probably, but it wasn’t my fault it didn’t.

Do you ever wish you had a smaller family?

No. Never not once in all my almost 24 years.

Has there ever been anyone who was unforgiveable in your life?

No. I honestly cannot think of one bad incident in my life where I haven’t forgiven the accused at some point.

Wouldn’t this make you a doormat?

You would think so, wouldn’t you? But no. I have limitations, which vary according to the situation, but I don’t believe in hatred. Its a wasted emotion. I take only so much before I put up a wall and nothing penetrates through. I am annoyingly stubborn and hard when necessary. Anger doesn’t last long on me either. Although I will say that once i’ve been burnt, it takes a lot to make me recover and move on. I always eventually do, though. Case in point – Kiera’s father. I only recently forgave him for having a pair of lungs that were wasted, when my baby could have done so much more with them had they been hers.

What is your biggest downfall?

Never following through with longterm plans. This is a disappointment to me, more than anyone else. I’m afraid to say I’m not always reliable either, especially with the people that I should be.

What good do you bring to the world?

I … entertain people from all walks of life, in places all over the world with my life stories, which I usually concoct in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep, only to publish them the next morning. Right now thats about the only thing worth mentioning.

Do you plan on ever settling down?

Well. Aside from my fear of commitment, I think only the right man for me would make it seem not so scary.

Do you ever regret having Kiera, even if you knew you would lose her again?

Giving birth to my daughter was the single most awe-inspiring achievement that I ever did with no help from anyone else. It was my body, my decision, my dedication that kept her alive and well and vanilla-custardly fed for nearly 8 months. They were the hardest, sadest, most joyful months of my life. It changed me. She changed me. I would do it all over in a heartbeat, even with the same outcome.

Will you ever have children again?

Nature-willing? Yes. It doesn’t matter when, how or why. I want to be a Mother again. Even if I was living in a cardboard box and had no friends to call the baby ‘godchild’.

Have you ever lied to your readers?

Omission is not a lie. Embellishment makes stories interesting. I write about who I am, what I do, when I do it and how it was done, with a few choice adjectives in between. Everything on my blog is a truth, of some sort.

In the goodie bag of 5 items you ask of all your interviewees, what would you have in it?
1.My entire list of family and friends
2.a laptop with unlimited access and kb’s
3.definitely not a phone, I hate phones. Possibly an IPOD with every song ever created, with future songs auto-magically uploaded as they are made
4.bottomless coffee container, complete with muffins of every flavour
5.someone of male specimen who gets me, knows me, shares me and still wants me.

I think I need to lie down.

Monday 20Q with Jeremy Nell!

For my first victim, I decided to select someone who has intrigued me for quite some time. The ever delightful Jeremy Nell, of Trash Media, is a well known cartoonist for the The Times (which is the daily part of the Sunday Times) and is one of the most widely distributed and popular newspapers in South Africa. Jeremy has a full profile on his own site, so I won’t rattle it off here – go read about his "unbelievable huge penis" here for yourself!

He has refused to divulge his relationship status, girls, so on my count that makes him single. He’s got a sense of humour and good looks to boot – what more could one ask for? Read on for further info to the mind of the creator of Ditwits & Urban Trash.

**lights smoke while waiting for Jeremy**

** Jeremy finally arrives and is available for chat**

So, Mr. Nell where do you live (for stalker purposes)?

I have a car that sometimes drives, technically I can be anywhere you want me to be. But usually, I’m in the northern suburbs of Cape Town. I’m not afraid of stalkers.

I’ve been a lurker of yours for a while, your blog is pretty popular.

Is it popular? How would I know?

Well, it scores high with the Amatomu dudes, thats an indication right there.

Oh, that. Someone got my site entered into the Blog Awards last year, and I was sent an iPod for some category. I don’t really know what.

I’m so jealous. I’ve wanted an I pod since I was a little boy

I wanted a little boy since I saw someone with an iPod. I don’t want to be entered into the Blog Awards this year.

Why not?

Because I don’t want to be associated with the junior school mentality of the SA blogs. Ugh, there seems to be a clique going on with the local blogs.

Isn’t that a little snobby of you?

Yes.

Ah. And how does it work for you, being snobby? Get a lotta girls?

It’s kind of cool. I’m enjoying it. But only on Tuesdays.

I call Tuesdays Fuckywucky nights. Which blogs do you read?

Hmmm. I used to read a lot. Somehow, that’s changed. I struggle with time, for one. But I read the Dilbert Blog, some cartoon blogs and the odd SA blog.

Do you enjoy Cyanide & Happiness?

Yes. It’s hilarious.

OK. For my girl readers: Are you single and in love with your hand, or is their another person involved?

Do I make love to my hand? That’s disgusting, Sheena!

Are you avoiding the relationship question, Mr. Nell?

Yes.

I’m so clever. Your history of bunny boiler stalker girls, any one particular girl stand out?

Bunny boiler stalker girls. BBSG. Thinking…There was one, but she was a he.

That is horrible. I’m sure you lose the pissing contest with your mates.

Yes. When they still were my mates, that is.

Very important questions: what tooth paste do you use? Which deoderant?

Aquafresh, It’s cheap. Mitchum. The roll-on without the smell.

Are you a Momma’s boy or International Independant Man of mystery?

Probably a bit of both. I don’t know. I’m a centrist. Somewhere in the middle.

Can you tell me the weirdest medical problem you’ve ever had?

But, Sheena, what if these walls could talk?

Well, lets just say I’m an international woman of mystery. Now answer my question!

I’m sorry to hear. There was this girl in a bikini, once, and, we were on the beach and stuff, and then her top fell off and stuff, and then there was this problem and some other guy and his dog and then… well, it’s complicated.

hahaha! Okay. Weirdest job you’ve done?

Well, that would actually be the job I had before this one. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeremy_Nell That sums it up.

How old are you?

My age? It’s on my website… Looks like I caught you out. You haven’t done your homework.

People lie on websites. I want to hear about you, from you.

I’m 28. You?

I’m 23. Yes. So, judging by that article, porn doesn’t do it for you then?

No, porn doesn’t do it for me. It’s disrespectful towards women. Plus, nobody likes watching horses do walruses.

You’re not meant to be making me laugh, Jeremy. This is a serious situation. Do you plan on having children?

Not really. It looks painful, and I don’t like the idea of a baby squeezing out of my arse. But maybe my wife, one day. So, yes. I think it would be fun to have kids.

Will you every consider leaving SA?

I’ll leave SA only if it starts imploding, and if my work becomes regulated and controlled.

Sorry, I feel bad for keeping you this long. I said twenty minutes, and although I have nothing else to do, I’m sure you don’t want to sit here nattering to me all night.

It’s fine. I have a few minutes to kill. Besides, you’re quite funny.

Don’t lie, you’re just loving my company, right?

Yes. You saw right through me.

Haha. Okay. What is the one thing you’ve done that you are most proud of?

Becoming a cartoonist.

What started the idea?

My love for cartoons. Since I was a kid, I loved watching, reading, and drawing cartoons.

Where do you want to be in a years time, to the day?

On the beach, watching some chick in a bikini, and then her bikini top falls off, but I’m worried about other guys and their dogs and stuff, and medical conditions… it’s complicated.

If I could offer you a goodie bag with 5 items, what would you want to be in it?

My sketchbook, my pen (Not pencil, because pen will last longer) and my parrot (Is that an item?). Oh, and a chick in a bikini. (Remove her bikini to keep the items at a minimum.)

Do you know your HIV status?

Yes. I have a gold status. Do you know yours?

I dont, actually. Ssh don’t tell LOVE LIFE. I have enough activists against me already.

You positive? Okay, bad joke.

har har. Your friends names?

Well, there’s Sean and Brent. They’re not too kak. There’s also Mark, but he’s actually quite rubbish. Actually, he’s shit. Leave him out.

LOL. Well lets hope Mark doesn’t follow you around online then…

Last question: Whatcha wearing big boy?

A lace bra and suspenders.

BRILLIANT ANSWER!

I think this proves Jeremy is well deservant of his success and attention for his brilliant sense of humour, which clearly shows through his art. Go give Jeremy some love!

I thoroughly enjoyed this interview, and have to thank him for being such a great sport by going with my quirky comments and insane line of questioning.