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What the hell is it about the world that makes the word ‘gay’ so intrinsically funny to people? Currently doing the rounds: Spiderman will make you gay. I’ve got very very mixed feelings about this. I don’t think it’s overtly homophobic, but then I’m pretty comfortable with being a poof. The more I look at it, the more I think that it’s the kind of thing that drives young teenage poofs further into the closet, prolonging years of misery and giving kids at school yet another way to be vile to each other. What do you think?

So I was having a conversation with Matt Webb about my upcoming birthday when I will be thirty years old, and I said to him, “How do you think I can mention my birthday and link to my wishlist without seeming really cheap and mercenary?” And he said, “Since when did that stop you?” And you know what…? He was right…

I’m supposed to get my broadband today. Fast interhighweb access 24/7 from my very own living room. Will anything in the world ever be safe from my rampaging eye? Will I now be able to download all those huge OSX updates without being cut-off after half-an-hour? Only time will tell.

Updates: Broadband rocks. Am thoroughly enjoying it. I can now tell the world that the yet-another-sequel to Halloween looks really bad.

In an important defence against the erosions of privacy and the introductions of a surveillance culture – as well as in an acceptance of the gradual erosion of copyright – we acknowledge Hacktivismo who are shortly to announce a new protocol for anonymous, secure, private file-sharing.

Ok so I just had a dream that I was on a bus and I saw an huge poster on a bus stop which was blue and the name of a friend at the top with a picture of the friend kind of reclining at the bottom. I remember being suprised and remarking to the man on the bus with me that I knew the guy in the picture. I got a bit of a glare back. I guess he wasn’t very impressed. Weirdly this part of the dream was way more interesting that the bit where I had sex with Tom Cruise on a big bed on the ground floor of Selfridges.

If you’ve ever read upsideclown.com, then the only thing you need to know is tha the web is over – print is back.

Yet again, I’m probably the last person in the world to have noticed this – but Haughey has found a profoundly useful and important site that tells you How to make your weblog (and by extension your website) more accessible.

So I’m approaching the end of my first week at upmystreet.com and so far I’ve mostly experienced a substantial degree of culture shock. It’s so quiet here. The main noise is far-away typing and air conditioning. My normal exuberant wit feels very out of place here. There’s almost no opportunities for loud disco dancing at all. And no blonde girl to wave at from an upstairs balcony…

It must be the coolest Mac party of recent memory – the free-for-all Lapdance (to be held next Thursday in New York). Sponsorted by Wired, it will take place at Remote Lounge, a “digital entertainment lounge” in the East Village. I’m so jealous I could vomit.

So I was in Borders today, kind of looking for some kind of decent contemporary history of the Ancient World, because for some reason I never really managed to fit together some of the periods that I studied when I was more academically inclined, and it occurred to me that it might be nice to be able to answer some of the damn questions people ask me about (particularly) Roman civilisation. But they didn’t have anything, so I left empty-handed…

… only to arrive back at my gorgeous computer to be confronted with the weblog of Julius Caesar – so entirely a great idea and so entirely an entertaining and well-designed site…