Scooter racing
Scooter racing. I wanted bulldozer racing, but this was the best I could get.
Monthly archives: October 2007
I am Cosmo Man
I’m all over the media at the moment. Last night I was on TV for a whole ten seconds, beating up a morris dancer on It’s Adam & Shelly. Today I picked up a copy of Cosmopolitan to read the article I was interviewed for by the morris dancer.
He took my fellow skinheads and I to a rather swish restaurant (Carlos Tevez was two tables over from us) and interviewed us about what makes women sexy. If you’ve got a copy, try to guess which Cosmo Man is me. First person to get it right in the comments, and to say what gave it away, wins a prize (probably chocolate).
I wandered around the Cosmo site to see if I could find the article on it. No luck so far. However, if you read the back of the Must Not Mention Sheep T-shirt you’ll find one of the MNMs is “That article in Cosmo about blowjobs”. I must have meant this one- Get blow-job Brownie points.
Harry And Meg
Well, I have finally got around to posting some of my photos from America on line. This does include the Photos of harry and Meg’s wedding:
More Niagara pictures
Tim has his gallery of Niagara pictures up now, so you can see what the Falls are like from the American side.
Princeton
Nearly worked my way through the backlog of pictures.
Today I are bin mostly……
Trying to make a dvd. I’ve had problems getting dvdstyler to make slideshows, so I had to fake it up as a video.
Also, Spinneyhead’s server had a tantrum earlier today, so the site was down for a while.
Hudson
Hudson reminded me of Northern Exposure. I kept expecting to see a moose sauntering down the street. It’s a city with a strong arts community, and the only place in our travels where I was happy to arder tea (and Earl Grey at that). We stayed at a greta B&B run by a pair of ex-punks (one of whom was also a former drag queen) and ate at the Red Dot restaurant.
Amtrak
It may not be as fast as flying, or as convenient as driving, but travelling by rail is still an interesting way to see a country. You tend to se the less well off parts of towns- the industrial and formerly industrial areas etc. I took a few photos from the Amtrak.
Museum of Sex (Do I need to say NSFW?)
Skippy and I visited the Museum of Sex whilst in Manhattan. It was only three or four blocks away from our hotel and we found some money off vouchers. (Who am I kidding. Once I’d found it, I had to visit.)
I was surprised by the openness to photography in this and other museums and galleries I visited (but most especially in this one). There also seemed to be lots of dark, unwatched corners in the Sex and the Moving Image display that could become sticky with the wrong visitors.
The third room had an interesting array of displays, including many that could inform the Perfect Sex Toy project. I have the Sex Machines book to use as reference as well. There were also some really cool robot sex dioramas by an artist called Michael Sullivan. Wired has a gallery of his work.
The Museum celebrated its fifth birthday recently (there’s also video of the event at Fleshbot).
Manhattan photoset
A selection of my photos from Manhattan are (and Staten Island) are up on Flickr now.
Elvis lives and Carter break America
“When you’re young you can eat what you like, drink what you like and still fit into your twenty six inch waist trousers…Then you reach that age 24, 25… your muscles give up, they wave a little white flag – and without any warning at all you are suddenly a FAT BASTARD!”
I have copies of all the songs on You Fat Bastard, the soon to be released Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine retrospective. But I might be tempted to pick it up for better quality versions of some of the songs.
I couldn’t find Surfin’ USM on YouTube, so here’s The Only Living Boy in New Cross-
And After The Watershed-
I remember pulling to After The Watershed, which seems a little wrong when you think about it.
Gordon is a Moron
I’ve been going out with a girl,
her name is Julie
But last night she said to me,
when we were watching telly
(This is what she said)
She said listen John, I love you
But there’s this bloke, I fancy
I don’t want to two time you,
so it’s the end for you and me
Who’s this bloke I asked her
Goooooordon, she replied
Not THAT puff, I said dismayed
Yes but he’s no puff she cried
(He’s more of a man than you’ll ever be)
Here we go, two three four
I was so upset that I cried,
all the way to the chip shop
When I came out there was Gordon,
standing at the bus stop
(And guess who was with him? Yeah, Julie, and they were both laughing at me)
Oh, she is cruel and heartless
to pack me for Gordon
Just cos he’s better looking than me
Just cos he’s cool and trendy
But I know he’s a moron, Gordon is a moron
Gordon is a moron, Gordon is a moron
Here we go, two three four
Oh she’s a slag and he’s a creep
She’s a tart, he’s very cheap
She is a slut, he thinks he’s tough
She is a bitch, he is a puff
Yeah yeah, it’s not fair
Yeah yeah, it’s not fair
(I’m so upset)
I’m so upset, I’m so upset, yeah yeah
(I ought to smash his face in.)
(Yeah, but he’s bigger than me. In’t he?)
(I know, I’ll get my mate Barry to hit him. He’d flatten him)
(Yeah but Barry’s a mate of Gordon’s in’e?)
(Oh well, I don’t care)
I don’t care
I don’t care
Cause she’s a slag and he’s a creep
she’s a tart, he’s very cheap
she is a slut, he thinks he’s tough……
Jilted John’s 3rd Top of the Pops appearance.
Gordon Brown is a Moron
Jilted John Sims
JOE035
Lorna took possession of a few Joes and Transformers whilst in the US. JOE035 was left atop the Empire State building. You can see more pictures in her Facebook gallery here.
In memory of Andy McCruden. To find out more about Andy read the obituaries on Spinneyhead and UK-Rag. To make a donation please go to the justgiving page set up to remember him.
Mousebook
The Mouse has given in to peer pressure and got himself a Facebook account. He’s done it under a pseudonym though.
Manchester Model Railway Club Show 2007
I’m afraid I can’t tell you much about the Manchester Model Railway Club show because I was slightly out of synch, having just flown back from the US a few hours before attending.
It took place in one of the Co-op’s many buildings in Manchester, in a pair of halls also used for the CAMRA real ale festival. Overall it was larger than the Wigan show, but not by much. I took notes of which layouts I photographed and when I find the notebook I’ll go back and name all of them in the Flickr gallery for the event.
Lowrider magazine
Whilst I was in the states I picked up the latest edition of Lowrider magazine. As luck would have it, blogger Iowahawk dug out a copy of the first issue from 1977 and scanned it in for all to see.
via BoingBoing
Technorati tag: Scale Models
Maybe Photoshop CSI does exist
I’m alternately infuriated and amused by the wonders of photo manipulation on the various CSIs. It would be really cool if there were some psychic version of Photoshop that could work over compressed pictures until they contained more information than the originals. I could draw stick figure comic layouts and have them worked up to full comic art.
Interpol, however, have achieved a bit of Photoshoppery they think is worthy of Grissom and the gang. Taking 200 photos of a paedophile abusing young boys they “untwirled” the effect that was used to obscure his face. Inerpol refuse to say how they did this, but several commenters on BoingBoing have pointed out that it’s just a matter of doing the same manipulation with negative values.
The Anarchist Cookbook
Okay, this is dumb. As pointed out by BoingBoing, a 17 year old boy has been arrested for possessing The Anarchist Cookbook, a book that is readily available from amazon.co.uk.
It’s also not a very good manual on making explosives, according to one of the reader reviews-
This book is very informative as to how to get yourself killed. Being a student of chemistry i can safely say that THE RECIPIES IN THIS BOOK ARE VERY INACCURATE. It’s more of a good read than an explosives manual, if you want to make a bomb, look elsewhere.
On the whole a very good read, but don’t take it seriously.
Somebody buy a copy and send it to West Yorkshire Police as a gift. Maybe then they’ll get a clue.