Saturday, October 6th, 2007
This Monkey can drift a race car like nobody’s business, plus he can sing, compose music, and play piano with the best of them. What he can’t do is act, compose without ripping off himself, plus emote beyond a single expression that implies anger, fear, pain, lust, and probably hunger, outrage, and contentment. He’s a talented monkey, all right. We’re insanely jealous.
Why we’re writing about a monkey is totally unknown. I have a hard time filling up spaces with random blather that is purported to mean something. Maybe this means I can’t write. This monkey can probably write better than me. He can compose music after all. Plus, he won a Best New Artist Award at the Hong Kong Film Awards. That’s some monkey.
NOTE: the above is a thinly-veiled, rather unfunny reference to Jay Chou. It’s also a test post. If you take it seriously, then we pity you.