Monday, October 16, 2006


I am very, very worried about Pauly. First off, he claims in his blog that he has gone on a diet and taken up running. This is so utterly out of character it's verging on psychotic.

Secondly, he has been running a essay-writing competition on his Tao of Poker blog entitled: If you could be a Spice Girl, which one would you be and why? .... This is also worrying. For a start, it must mean Pauly can remember who the Spice Girls were. Not a good sign. Furthermore, it must mean he actually knows something about them. He now claims the competition had great philosophical purpose but he's a Yank. It's OK for Americans to talk about the Spice Girls. It's ironic. But I'm British. For us, the Spice Girls are something horribly embarrassing that happened in the 90s which we have spent ever since trying to forget. To bring them up now is just cruel and tactless. We all make mistakes. Ours was the Spice Girls.

(For the record, I want to be Ginger Spice.)