As most of you lot will know, I'm a big fan of test cricket and over the past couple of weeks I've been following the New Zealand and Indian matches fairly closely.
Unfortunately, this also involves watching a lot of commercial television, an action normally on a level with inserting red hot needles into one's scrotum.
One ad that particularly irks me is for a health insurance company - whose name I can't be arsed finding out - which involves ordinary looking schlubs finding their "healthy selves", said "healthy selves" having a slightly manic healthy glow which I find deeply unsettling.
Oddly enough, both "normal" and "healthy" selves seem to be having an absolutely cracking time, with the punch line being that the company can help you find your "healthy self".
I don't think that's likely to happen to me.
Healthy Ramon: "Normal Ramon! It's me, Healthy Ramon!"
Normal Ramon: "Yes, and?"
Healthy Ramon: "I here to say that you too can have my healthy glow!"
Normal Ramon: "Oh?"
Healthy Ramon: "You just need to give up the booze!"
Normal Ramon: "Yes?"
Healthy Ramon: "And the fags!"
Normal Ramon: "Right."
Healthy Ramon: "And the fatty food!"
Normal Ramon: "Fuck off, you weirdo."
That's it for 2011 comrades and what a long, strange trip it's been.
See you on the flip side*.
* Whatever that may mean.