R.I.P Michael Jackson...a damn shame. I've always been a huge fan of Michael Jackson (who isn't?) so this was extremely shocking news to me. I hope he finds that other glove in heaven (always bothered me why he continued to wear one glove after loosing one...I mean, you wouldn't wear one shoe would you).

I'm still messing around with Pinball tables at the mo. Not sure when (or if) I'll ever return to the wonderful world of 3D art, this pinball lark has grabbed my full attention for now. But like a child, my mind wonders and I get bored very quickly so I will probably be back quite soon.

Where have I been these last few days I hear you ask (or maybe your life is more interesting than that). Well, I've been designing pinball machines (as you do). Not real ones, 3D virtual ones you can play on your computer. I just finished Superman and I'm hoping to create an entirely original table using my own 3D artwork. If you like pinball (and who doesn't) then check out my creation.

I hate cats. I guess it's because I was born in 1970 (the Chinese year of the Dog). It's the only creature on earth that I absolutely despise. I'm sure they can sense the hatred I have for them too. When I'm walking down the street they run and hide but then again so do old people and children.

Love 'em or hate them, boobs are a constant joy to behold. To a woman they can be a burden and may even cause back problems in later life, but to a man they are simply the finest objects that exist in the known universe. Some men are lucky enough to develop their own boobs as they enter middle-age. I'm not there yet, but I can't wait!

I'm going through a bit of a gory phase with my artwork at the moment. If you're not a fan of this stuff please be patient. I will get it out of my system and move on to the tits and ass stuff again very shortly.