So it’s finally kinda hitting me that my very old and good friend Chris Rigby will soon be departing the sunny shores of Auckland for the even more sunny but far more full of things that can kill you shores of some godforsaken city in the middle of nowhere, over in distant Orestrailyuh.
Who shall be my co-mocker of terrible movies now? Who shall I roll my eyes knowingly at whenever we see some fishnet-wearing technoweenie on rollerblades? Who, a few seconds later, will yell out “Hack The Planet!”?
I am really quite sad about it. I shall express this in ascii form as follows:
He and Helen had better be open to having the occasional visit from Annette and I, dammit.