Category: Random

Excerpts from ‘My Big Gay Life’ (4) And you get home and the television is full of them and you go and check your e-mail and Mr Big has got back to you, and it’s a dry e-mail, kind of bony and undernourished, so you send one back that’s even shorter because maybe then you can play that game where they die off to an invisible length and the one who finally doesn’t reply wins, although neither party really knows why, or indeed is particularly happy about it. And you look at your bed and you’re really really tired and you finally go Sod it and go to sleep.

Excerpts from ‘My Big Gay Life’ (2) So Mandy turns around to you and says, “He’s like you – straight-acting”, and that spark goes off in your head again about acting and pretending and ‘trying to be straight’ and whether or not the way you are is post-gay or pre-gay, and you kind of get slightly nervy because straight-acting always means to you that they haven’t dealt with all the crap yet, and you really think that you have dealt with all the crap, and done the defensive non-camp to bit of a poof to whatever the fuck you think you are now routine, and now kind of just want to get on with finding some relatively non-screwed up individual to talk to in bed. It’s like that thing with your mother when she says that people are always braver in their heads than they are in everyday life, and how much you’ve tried to prove that wrong over the last ten to fifteen years.

Excerpts from ‘My Big Gay Life’ (1) So you’re in a bar and you bump into some people you used to work with, and one of them has brought a friend and everyone except for Mandy is gay or has dabbled and the friend apparently has had a bet with another gay bloke there about whether or not you are gay, and he’s bet £150,000 that you’re not. And you think he might fancy you a bit, and you’re a bit flattered for a moment that he didn’t think you were gay, and then you’re horrified with yourself for being really weak and Uncle Tom-ish.

Aside: Pictures from Matt Jones’ party. Can’t see Matt Interconnected anywhere. I’ve looked quite hard.

Insight: “Putting your trust in a financial institution other than Metrobank, well, that’s like hypnotizing chickens.”

Jack Fear asks the question: Are the Gorillaz concept band merely a ripped off Slutcore only with (shudder) actual music?

Good news for film buffs and industry notaries, Screendaily.com has come online once more a mere three weeks after being scrapped. The whole story is available on the BBC.

My family live in Norfolk. Norfolk is the flattest county in the UK. My family live in an area known as ‘Belaugh Hills and Hollows’. We live on top of one of the biggest hills in the area. It can take as much as four minutes to walk down to the river… This mountainous region is set to be the setting for a new American film, being filmed in Ireland, about huge mountain dwelling dragons: Americans are amusing people.

International Buffy Day continues with news from the BBC that the show is to switch networks in the states [BBC News]. The series is to move to UPN for purely financial reasons for at least two more seasons. There is speculation that Angel will swap networks at the same time. If this doesn’t happen, we may have seen the last of crossovers between the two series.

Eight episodes in one night. It’s almost inhuman devotion. Noam and Nick C arrived around seven with pizza, drink, cream cakes and muffin mix to find Mella and I ready and waiting for the first of the evening’s screenings. We started off with the rather startling Passion from Season Two before skipping to the final, traumatic episodes, Becoming Parts I & II. Noam looked a bit shaken afterwards, so we reassured her that Buffy would indeed return to Sunnydale by watching the first episode of Season Three: Anne, even though it isn’t actually that good. Before the episode I pointed out to all present that Anne was also in the episode Lie to Me, as well as having appeared in several recent episodes of Angel. This earned me the Buffy Geek Of The Night Award. Shortly afterwards Noam and Nick departed, leaving Mella and I with a stack of new episodes of Buffy and Angel peering up at us lasciviously. It didn’t take long before we had marched our way through the two episodes of Angel, and while I ducked out so that Mella could see I was made to love you, which I had already seen, I returned for The Body and Forever. Asleep by 3.30am.