If you want to see pictures of someone who looks a bit like me, only fatter (oh and some other weblogging types) mooching around seedy bars in Soho, then all you have to do is get your fat arse over to NotSoSoft’s blogallery. My particular favourite: Tom is humoured by Luke. This happened a lot over the evening. Anyway – now to sneak them all onto amihotornot.com [ha!].
RE: Sex in Zero Gravity [from Wired]
According to Stine, it was “possible but difficult.” Stine also explained that the tank experiments revealed that sex in zero gravity would be easier if a helpful astronaut was available to assist the copulating couple by holding one of the two participants in place.
The dark satanic cult of the UK weblogging community met up again last night for Thai food and a booze-up in Soho. Statistics for the event are being quantified as we speak, as are the (gulp) photos (damn you Meg and Dan).
Interesting facts:
[People present included: Meg NotSoSoft, Dan Daily Doozer / Extenuating Circumstances, Popt Art, Matt Interconnected, DarrenMachineGo, Chris RaettigORG, NetDyslexia, Jen Threadnaught, Secret Squirrel, PlayingWithCobras, Luke Fez, Adrian Vavatch.]
People who say that there isn’t enough personal content on my site (and there are a couple) should learn to read between the lines, if you ask me. I can’t be expected to spell everything out!
I’ve got to get me one of these: [bark with me: WOOF WOOF].
Things not to do when you want to sucessfully pick up men:
If you can not do these things, then you’ll probably pull.
Here’s an interesting article for you all:
“The number one thing that correlates with a region’s high-tech success is the concentration of gay people living there.”
[E-Village People from Washingtonpost.com via Metafilter]
Excerpts from a Subterranean Diary:
I’ve been spending a lot of time with Nick H. recently. We went out boozing on Friday night where I (kind of) pulled this air steward bloke, and then I spoke to him on the phone a lot over the weekend about the various things he’d got up to on Saturday night. And then we went out last night to see Bring It On (which was a bloody good film). I might be meeting him after the blogmeet on Friday as well to do the Popstarz experience up in King’s Cross.
My flatmates leave for holiday tomorrow, which leaves me with the flat to myself for a full five or six days. It’s going to be both lovely and slightly disturbing, as I’m in a bit of an isolationist space at the moment. On the one hand I will be able to relax and not have to deal with anyone at all, but on the other hand without someone to force me to talk to people, it is entirely possible that I’ll curl up in my room and not talk to anyone outside work at all. This does not seem to me to be an ideal situation.
Ridiculous quote of the day:
“Hello! You might be eligible to be featured in amiHOTorNOT’s newsletter of the hottest men and women! If you are interested in being featured, please do the following…”
Of course this might have something to do with my personal rating suddenly becoming 9.9 (after a considerable period at a respectable 5), which is so ridiculously improbable (unless there’s some HEAVY weighting going on behind the scenes) that I can only assume that they’ve buggered up their whole site to an absurd degree. Nevertheless, I now know the vague sense of embarrassment that people who really are godly in the sex appeal department must deal with every day…
