I'm spending this cold (and apprently snowy) Sunday evening watching a man write a blog. No, I haven't set up a mirror in front of me. (If I did I wouldn't be able to tear myself away; I'm THAT handsome.)
The lovely, angry Michael Legge is going to write his blog (http://michaelleggesblog.blogspot.co.uk/) for 24 hours for Comic Relief, and stream himself doing it as proof. He realises this will send him mad, typing in his flat through the night (and the day, but that is Michael's "job"), with only Jerk The Wonder Hound for company. Just Jerk and all of the internet, of course.
Now, Mark Watson did a 25 hour stand-up show but at least he had an audience and guests, so he had no excuse for a decent into hell.
The closest Michael's getting to human interaction is communicating via Twitter, Facebook and his phone, and watching an episode the truly terrible Mrs Brown's Boys, which he said he watch if he raised £815. Sorry, the "creators" of that show aren't human so that doesn't count.
So, I'm writing a quick blog about a man writing a blog for a day. Good luck mate. I hope you raise a stack of cash (and get some material out of it).
I might try to do another blog tomorrow when the poo is smeared on the walls and my friend in sitting there, repeating "nidnoodle".
Donate here www.michaellegge.co.uk and make his pain worthwhile.
