Tuesday, November 29

tell me doctor... is it bad?

As you all know I got a bit tattootastic a fortnight or so ago. Part of the healing means i have to put moisturiser on the tattoo to stop it going icky. As I am Paranoid about having an icky leg I have been faithfully moisturising.
So the other day I'm sitting on my bed in shorts and I glanced down in the dim light at my leg... And It looked like there was smeared blood around my tattoo. So I panics (as you do) I'm thinking 'Infection? Ripped it open??? blood borne disease????? aghhhh' Actually the "aggghhh" was out loud. Just to be picky.
So I leap up testing how warm my leg is (heat is sign of infection) well panicked at this point. Get a bright light on to do a thorough check. The smeared blood is, well, kind of brown and my brain's going 'wow, thats fucked' Then I realise...
When I was at home I had grabbed the first moisturiser to hand a few times. Johnstons "holiday skin"...with gentle tanning action.
My tattoo looks like a little like David Dickinson. Unlike him though, it's fading fast.

You Are a Little Scary

You've got a nice edge to you. Use it.

Friday, November 25

addictive clock

this clock is ace
let people tell you the time!!

This gets rude!

So I thought I would tell you all what I've been watching through the joys of the internet.
I watched a lady insert not one, but TWO fingers up a guy's pee hole. Now I don't just mean finger tips- I'm talking right in to the middle knuckles.
As I watched this I realised several things:
1> Distorted View is possibly the funniest podcast on the planet (Dickhole guy is a link from the DV website-you can listen to DV daily now through the site link, you don't even need itunes!)
2> Without the internet I would know nothing. Absolutley NOTHING. Nada, Zilch.
3> I'm almost totally desensitised to these things.I would like to say I was shocked and horrifed at the video clip but it was more a mild "ew!" than a "Fucking hell, aggghghghg this man is a freak!!!!!" type thing. That slightly worries me. But not much.
4>How did I fing things out before Google?
So I was thinking about censorship on the internet.- I had a barney with someone recently about this. I really wouldn't like any kids to see the kind of fucked up shit that I see. I really wouldn't. I think it might do damage (clang clang) but where does the responsibility lie? I go for the opinion that: if you don't want your kids to see these things then YOU better make sure that you gotta a damn good parental control thing happening there.Censorship from the parental angle. I mean, you wouldn't let a kid go buy a porn mag so control them on the pooter, fuck it.
The flip side of this argument is that this sorta thing shouldn't be allowed on the net at all and should be regulated etc. Very difficult, from all aspects. But I say hey!, freedom of speach in all areas. But then I realise that I might be sticking up for all sorts of shit things that I despise: Paedophiles, Beastiality, rape. To name but a shitty few. Its a scary area. So then I have to amend it and say freedom of speach (but no illegal shit).It gets too scary and I retreat back into my little hole.
To give you and idea of whats out there, cos you are all nice boys and girls and you don't look at twisted stuff, On my net trawlings I've looked at: naked chicks and dudes, corpses (varying stages of decomposition), porn,dickhole guy, fat ugly naked people who post pictures of things on ebay with their willy reflected in it (kettles are a favorite). Sites with more swearing that I could shake a fucking stick at.
And I say "Internet- thank you"
Links available on request.

Thursday, November 17

My new tattoo


My new tattoo
Originally uploaded by Sprout appreciation.
Just a sneak preview at my ankle as of today, The pink of the shell will fade into gray- The spiral was bleeding and the blood got tattoo'd in with the shading *ouch!*

Art?



Using FAA stuff this artist makes beuatiful moving images plotting Aeroplane Flight Paths. Its like watching fireworks or something. Absolutley great

Flight Patterns

And then Chewbacca got on the bus...


Well, it was cold this morning. Very cold. The outdoor temp sensor I have was registering -3oC. Thats pretty bloody cold.
In this seasonally frozen day a few people obviously decided to go for the cozy factor when travelling. An assortment of puffa jackets and solid looking woollens arrived on the bus going in to Glasgow, everyone warm and toasty, the occasional "tisk" when some poor girl got on as she must have though she actually lived in Barbados and Not Scotland and a mini skirt and SANDALS were appropriate. (Keep in mind here that folk were having to scrape their car out from under a glacier). Then the best coat in the planet got on the bus and all attention was diverted. From the title you can probably guess what it looked like. Chewbacca. With curling tongs. It was, simultaniously, the best and worst coat ever. Furry, Large and almost matched the lady's hair, so you weren't quite sure where the coat ended and her head began. Some wag at the back of the bus (Is that a written law that the mouthy witty people go to the back?) started loudly humming the 'star wars' theme. Luckily she couldn't hear him, she had a coat in her ears.

Wow

The planet looked a beautiful place from where I was sitting today. A lovely mist had formed and a golden sun lit everything fantastically. It was one of those days when you think "wow, how lucky am I to see this?"

(photo from Prairie Roots)

Tuesday, November 15

Saturday, November 12

You're Jack Burton.
The Pork Chop Express.


Which B-Movie Badass Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla


Thanks Russ I am a b movie badass I've never heard of.

Tuesday, November 8

For goodness sake!

So Blair wants green issues at the front of his parliamentary Plans? Well, he'd better get this sorted then eh?

Tuesday, November 1

dammit, you went over the lines!


In the course of my internet browsing looking for agricultural information I came across.... Ram Crayons!
Now, for those of you who live more rural than us I apologise if it's old news to you but jeez, this is funny. Basically you get your Ram (male sheep for those who really don't know) and you put a little harness on him. Attached to the harness at the front is your Ram Crayon. Then when he 'serves' (see I do learn from these sites) your lady sheep he kinda, colours in on her back. D'you see, d'ya?? huh? huh? Oh god how I laughed, but! for all you lot saying "how purile, laughing at sheep" I was actually thinking of the human application for all this. So...here's my idea.
You get your partner (male,female,unknown whatever) and you suspect them of cheating. So you sew my PATENT PENDING REVOLUTIONARY BUTTON on to their top, shirt, blouse, thong whatever. The button is actually a pad impregnated with ultraviolet ink. So whoever you suspect they're smooshin with you'll point my Patented UV torch (£40) at them and GLOW!!!!! you're busted sucker. I think I'll quit my job now. I'm gonna be rich!
Either that or you pop something fungal down their pants and see who's itching later. I'd go with that. Ram crayons :-)
heehe on a related note theres these things called pig slappers.....