Concrete counter tops. Today’s specialist blog.
This is actually last week’s Cycling On The Pavement. If I’m right I’m going to Heaven. If I’m wrong, I don’t want to.
Sick of bashing all those poor penguins around? Well, try the Happy Tree Friends’ Cub Shoot game. My best distance so far is 792.1 feet.
I think Miss Me is slandering me (or is it libel? I never bothered to learn.) I’d definitely remember putting a picture like that into my galleries.
And I think JTO’s comments system is broken, because it wouldn’t let me point out that I have an ideal picture for the JTO about page.
Anyone know of any pub quizzes in Manchester on a Wednesday? I’ve been asked to find one, but all the listings sites I’ve tried don’t do that sort of information, or have it hidden away in customer comments where it’s not searchable (and often doesn’t say which night either.)
Benton County in Oregon has stopped issuing marriage licences completely, whether for gay or straight unions, until the state clarifies its stance on gay marriage.
I keep getting hits from a Google result for Yeti.jpg, but the pic wasn’t reposted in the move. So-
I was just thinking that it’s been a while since I uploaded any phonecam pictures, so here’s one I just took-
Tut tut, you can’t smuggle brandy, don’t you know there’s a war on?
Actually, the clouds have been anything but fluffy.
Photo related merchandise available in the shop
Another interview with Richard Clarke. You’ll need to get a Salon day pass to see this one.
“There are thousands of prints by Rembrandt Van Rin (to name but one artist) depicting sexual intercourse, so at least one such print will figure in all the important State and private collections [….] I understand that the Queen has some highly erotic work by Fragonard.”
From a story about a 1970 obscenity case involving John Lennon’s sketches of himself and Yoko having sex.
A few Fragonards (fairly safe for work, though The Bathers could be borderline if you work with utter prudes. A deeper search turned up this piece, with a sleeping woman dreaming, or inviting, a trio of horny cherubs bearing ‘phallic objects’.)
Yesterday’s MEN had a feature on the thing I went to in the Whitworth gallery on Friday. There’s a snippet on the website. The piece they were filming is due to be shown next Monday.
Only a day after putting up a ‘So Long And Thanks For All The Fish’ message, Johnnytheo is back again. Which is nice, but I want some consistency in my life (and I don’t just mean eating more fibre).