Apparently I set the video for FarScape, I own Babylon 5 on DVD, I have the Space 1999 fansite in my “Favourites” folder, but I’m not really in it for the sci fi, I just like watching alien totty prancing about in jumpsuits. Although this is perfectly acceptable behaviour for a fourteen-year-old, apparently, I might want to try weaning myself onto someone more adult: Charlie Dimmock, say, or Jennie Bond, the BBC’s court correspondent. [I love Seethru]
My daily SeeThru love continues [Subliminal: ] with this stunning feature on the British film industry and the latest Guy Ritchie project Capers and Capability.
Life Lessons for a Megalomaniac: It’s not important what you do. It’s just important that you do something. Be Churchil, be Stalin, be the Unabomber, be Marie Curie, be Oskar Schindler, be Jack the Ripper. Be big, be bold, build it up, burn it down. Being mediocre is no longer excusable. The revolution will never come. Nothing you do will matter. You’ll never produce anything ‘good enough’. You’ll never do anything that truly ‘satisfies’. Stride the city at night like a god. Get yourself killed.
Following a long and involving conversation over AIM with Davo, it has been established that I have to start a band called The Arsehole Puppets. Either that, or he has to write a book called The Blinding Power of the Arsehole Puppets. The phrase ‘Arsehole Puppet’ having come up with regard to those people who put themselves completely in the power of people who really don’t deserve it, just so they can be treated badly.
I think we both can and should take Luke to task, nay court, for finding Jonah and his Whale on the net. It’s people like Luke who destroy the net for the decent people, the moral majority. Like me and Mary Whitehouse.
I work with this man. Need I say more?
Do not delay. This is serious. Go and read Lance’s Last Life Serial immediately. And then contact him and tell him what a brave piece of writing that was, how important it was and how it may actually change the lives of a lot of people. Then, everyone, work with me to calm him down. This is a good, creative man. It’s a terrible shame that he has decided not to give us any more insight into his life…
Certain mispellings
Catologue for example
needed to be fixed
I refer the honourable gentleman to the answer I gave some moments ago: ok?
Excerpts from ‘My Big Gay Life’ (7) In what is fast becoming a pattern, you bounce cheerfully into town at the beck and call of Big only to find him esconced with a couple of old friends of his. After a couple of hours, he ups and leaves you in a bar with them. They are perfectly pleasant people. But it’s not really the point.