Where to Batman?

When we ran out of things to do, my friend Joe always used to say "where to Batman?" and now im in a job known as "Lego Man" by a man obsessed with Batman. It's an odd train of thought to get to a blogg title, but as "which way next" was taken I went back to my year 6 snes days, and here we are...

Where to Batman?

no, really, where to?

I once literally looked for Jesus under a sofa, he wasn't there, but hide and seek is a bit unfair when you've had over 2000 years of practice...

I could list the 10000 reasons why I've started this blog, at 1.30am on a UK Wednesday morning, but where would the fun in Lost be if they told you about the polar bears in the first episode?

So here it is, blog blog blog.

Reading this back, its a very stereotypical first post- "this is my first post and why" blog blog blog, bla bla bla. Crikey. So lets start on post 4, or, at least a prediction on post 4. "Robin, what the fuck?" indeed.

Like a lot of pilots, I'll set up the characters and some grounding, but not actually tell much story.

Me- I'm Tim, I'm 22, and I have a Job, which i guess makes me in uncool crowd.
My friends- need to smile at some tragedies, and frown at some romances.
My life -relative, i guess not bad.

So there it is- next time, a story, the time after a poem, and then hey, Robin, what the fuck?

but for now, Where to Batman?