The Gonzo Daily - Thursday
This morning started impressively with a seasonal
telephone call from Colonel John Blashford-Snell who as well as doing the
festive thing wanted to talk about the possibility of surviving ground sloths in
South America. I can truly think of much worse ways of starting the day. As
always I have been putting it off as long as I can, but either this afternoon or
tomorrow (or both), Mother and Graham and I are going Christmas shopping. It is
something I very much hate doing, and each year I plan to do all my shopping
indoors online, but never quite manage it. Bah Humbug!
* The Gonzo Daily is a two-way process. If you have any news or want
to write for us, please contact me at jon@eclipse.co.uk. If you are an artist and
want to showcase your work or even just say hello, please write to me at gonzo@cfz.org.uk. Please copy, paste and
spread the word about this magazine as widely as possible. We need people to
read us in order to grow and as soon as it is viable we shall be invading more
traditional magaziney areas. Join in the fun, spread the word and maybe if we
all chant loud enough we CAN stop it raining. See you tomorrow....
* The
Gonzo Daily is - as the name implies - a daily online magazine (mostly) about
artists connected to the Gonzo Multimedia group of companies. But it also has
other stuff as and when the editor feels like it. The same team also do a weekly
newsletter called - imaginatively - The Gonzo Weekly. Find out about it at this
link: www.gonzo-multimedia.blogspot.com/2012/11/all-gonzo-news-wots-fit-to-print.html
* We should probably mention here that some of our posts are links to
things we have found on the internet that we think are of interest. We are not
responsible for spelling or factual errors in other people's websites. Honest
guv!
* Jon Downes, the editor of all these ventures (and several
others), is an old hippy of 54 who - together with his orange cat (who is
currently on sick leave in Staffordshire) and two very small kittens (one of
whom is also orange) - puts it all together from a converted potato shed in a
tumbledown cottage deep in rural Devon, which he shares with various fish, and
sometimes a small Indian frog. He is ably assisted by his lovely wife Corinna,
his bulldog/boxer Prudence, his elderly mother-in-law and a motley collection
of social malcontents. Plus...did we mention the orange cat?