Why Turkey Will Never Beat Brazil.

Ain't that the truth! That chick on the left is Brenton's new chick, by the way. She's a young Brazilian lass over in London for the year - and all she's been looking for is a shit-talking San Diegan who lives in Earlsfield and makes snowboards for a living. And she finally found him. Shweet.

Yes, you've probably guessed by now that this isn't Brenton writing (nor one of his fantasy alter-egos). It is in fact his "guest blogger" whose identity shall remain anonymous for now. I'm presently sitting in his "home office" in Earlsfield. The dude is set up! His computer is bigger than my kitchen. And it is a fancy Apple. And it is rad. Anyway, the first time I met Brenton, on a ski resort back in 2000, he was a snowboard-obsessive Kenny lookalike with big snowboarding goggles permanently afixed to his face (except when he was cheffing, of course). Now, 6 years later, nothing much has changed. He's still a snowboard-obsessive, except he's lost the snowboarding goggles (it's summertime and the living's easy) and he now wears checked slippers and Punky Brewster socks. Oh and he makes snowboards for a living. So you know that saying by someone wise and famous who once said, "Work like you don't need the money"? As in, do what you love for a living and the money will follow? I think he's one of the relatively few among us who's actually done that. How cool.

Baie dankie pret seun for letting me blog! I'll sign off now and stop waxing lyrical. Over and out.