Remember Sophie Dahl's TV programme where she talked about fennel or something whilst being whimsical about things? Anyway, I mentioned on Twitter that she wasn't hard too look at and someone (can't remember for certain who now, might have been that @superblouse) fired back one word that ruined everything - Waybuloo.
Stumbled upon this just now, having completely forgotten about it. It's basically a loop I made using a Kaossilator. I likes it. Don't know if anyone else will. Anyway, here it is...
As some of you know, I've become a keen photographer (quick plug - head over to http://binarydad.co.uk to see and buy prints).
Some people have asked how I manage to get such good shots using a humble iPhone, and I always say it's about lining up the shot. For example, this statue, which sits out side the Keepmoat Statium in Doncaster, South Yorks, seemed to me to be full of potential.
The question was, though, how to frame it. I studied it from several vantages. Eventually, I found the shot that I wanted.
Couple of years agoo - before I found out that @lauriepink lived about 50 yards away from me - I saw her Tweet people asking for things to draw. I, naturally, asked for a picture of an elephant, furtively playing with itself.
She drew this...
And now, it has become a T-shirt that ANYONE can buy. Please do. You can buy it here.
I saw an episode of the Jerry Springer show and the topic was "Tranvestites and the Men Who Love Them." And the guy who was on with his "girlfriend" was saying "To me, this is a beautiful woman. She's got a perfect body, beautiful blonde hair, everything. I love her, and I love making love to her. Now I ask you, does that make me gay?"Most of the audience thought so, and so did I, but it got me thinking about what is or isn't gay.Discussing sex with a guy is gay.Discussing sex with a woman is straight, even telling a woman "Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to suck a cock" is straight.Sports are gay, especially contact sports, unless you're the only guy on both teams, in which case it is straight.Gyms are always gay, because afterwords, in the locker room, you're showering with guys, and that is gay.Watching pornography alone is neutral, like eating a sandwich. It's neither straight nor gay.Watching pornos with one or more other guys in the room, no matter how many other women are also in the room, is gay.Watching porn, even gay porn, with one or more women ONLY is straight.Here's an interesting one: kissing a gay guy on the cheek, or having him kiss YOU on the cheek is neutral, as long as the guy is out of the closet. Hugging and/or kissing a straight guy . . . is gay.See, look, I . . . I know I'm homophobic, but not about gay guys. They don't bother me at all. It's straight guys who don't know they're gay.They fuck my shit right up.Like a guy calls me up and says "A bunch of us guys are gonna sit around in our underwear and watch a football game and drink beer and eat chips, and, you know, maybe wrestle with each other a little, you know, just us guys! You wanna come over?"[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/king-missile-lyrics/gay-or-not-gay-lyrics.html]And I'm like "No."OK, you've got a guy sucking your dick, even if he's dressed like a beautiful woman, even if he's got the best breast implants you've ever seen, even if you're saying "Suck it bitch, I know you like it, you slut, you whore," that's gay.Adversely, if a woman straps on a dildo and you're dressed like a woman and you're suckin' her cock and she's sayin' "You like it, don't you, you like sucking my dick, you little fucking faggot" and she rolls you over and fucks you in the ass and says "you love it, you little pussy boy, you love getting fucked in the ass, I bet you wish I was a man, I bet you wish this was a cock, you fucking faggot" and you're getting off on this like you've never gotten off before . . .that's still straight.But then, when you go off to the bar, and you discuss this, or any other sexual experience with any other guys, that's gay.Here's the most interesting one:Sucking a guy's cock, can, under certain rare circumstances, be straight.Let's say you've gotten into a betting game with a woman, and the bet is whoever loses has to be the other's sex slave for the night, the kind of thing that happens in Penthouse Forum all the time, and you lose, and the woman makes you have sex with another guy, that's not gay.I don't know exactly why, but it's not.
Pogo's wonderful ambient mashing of Alice doesn't officially exist on the web after Disney asked all clips to be taken down (they've comissioned offical works from him, so I assume this was part of the deal).
I need to watch this again. In an age where mainstream films seem dumber than before (seem, I can't be definite, maybe it's me that's changed, not them) this film has stood apart from any other I've seen in recent years. It teems with ideas.
I won't try and put this in context. Just go seek it out and learn something about yourself.
“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make. You can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years! And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce…
“And they say there’s no fate, but there is, it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead, or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain wasting years for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right, but it never comes. Or it seems to, but it doesn’t really.
“So you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along, something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel cherished, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is is, I feel so angry! And the truth is, I feel so fucking sad! And the truth is, I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long, I’ve been pretending I’m okay, just to get along!
“I don’t know why. Maybe because…no one wants to hear about my misery…because they have their own.