Archive for September, 2009

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


William Shatner warms up his vocal chords before recording his classic version of Lucy in the sky with diamonds.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


Is there anything sadder than an abandoned goon bladder? .. didn’t think so.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


Do you think they market researched the name for this?, i’m not picking this up and handing it over the counter .. no way.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


My friend Chris who is also training to become a counsellor at the Gay And Lesbian Counselling Service, I’ve known Chris for year’s but it’s been great to become closer friends recently (What’s with this theme going on here on the blog with all the friends? .. i think I’d better get out the texta’s and butcher’s paper and workshop this.)

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


For my nephew Kylan’s first birthday party his mum’s did the decorating and i was ecstatic to see that they had supplied a mirror ball for the little guy, how cool is that, i mean ‘Mr Gaspo’ is just SOOOOOO last year.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


However .. it’s store fronts and images like these from my many visits to Melbourne that makes me want to stay there, or at the very least visit more and more, i’m totally torn between my love between Sydney and Melbourne, for now Melbourne must stay the mistress.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


Not an excercise in ego, i’m posting this photo for the shade on the water, this blows me out and makes me realise that just when i’ve had enough of Sydney you walk by the harbour at dusk and the water literally turns golden, no photoshop tricks here, just a moment of time and nature captured.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


Seriously, what could be wrong with your foot that you would need this palm pilot podiatric cheese grater, this portable smallgood slicer .. cards on the table, i just cant do manky feet, some people should keep their feet covered at all times, or at least make a little thong veil for them, something .. anything because nothing turns my stomach more, and i mean nothing.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


My favorite finger puppet.

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


I wrote something on Facebook recently about realising how lucky i am to still have friends from when i was little, or as i think i described it ‘Before we had hair that we could sit on’ (Wink and pistol finger to Dame Edna for that chestnut) it’s a source of imense joy to me to see these guys happy and settled and raising family’s with the most amazing kids and partners, it’s when things go right for people who deserve it, i was gonna post photo’s of us together when we were younger but i had a violent stomach cramping Dorian Grey moment when i looked and compared at how much i have aged, my old photo albums are being pushed further and further back on the shelf (Actually thats bullshit, i think it’s freakin’ amazing to have gotten this far through life and i give thanks each and every day for all the amazing things i’ve experienced, learnt, processed and all the interesting people who have crossed my path)

Thursday, September 24th, 2009


Dee Dee is a local drag legend, in fact beyond legend she is an ‘Entity’, she was the first drag queen i’d ever really got to know about 15 years ago, she still floats in and out of my life and these pics were only taken a couple of months ago at a friends birthday, it may not be good for her drag image to say this but Dee Dee is actually the salt of the earth and someone i admire a lot for many reasons.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


Many balk at my faux meaty chunks i use to cook with, but once they are in the pot with all the other yummy ingredients they really do pass off as more flavoursome than the turdlettes they look like.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


My sister has always been an innovator and led the field in alternative parenting, if it’s not watching her son roll around in a tumble drier it’s experimenting with blasting her daughter in the face with an industrial air pump, stand by for further updates.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


BASH, BASH, BASH, BASH .. Thats the sound of my head hitting the floor, i can’t believe i didn’t buy this jumper when i saw it in Melbourne during my July visit, it is quite simply in my eyes, perfection .. BASH, BASH, BASH, BASH.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


My nephew Spencer (Spez) cutest cheeks ever.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


Step up and take a bow Steven Tyler.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009


The above photo showcases the high level of class amongst the students where i work, perhaps i shouldn’t be so dismissive, I’d like to think one of our artier students actually done this as an art installation, i live in hope .. and secret admiration.

This baby i stumbled upon at a restaurant in Newtown, i was in awe at the extreme ‘Servery platter’ shitter bowl, for the life of me i don’t know what the design advantages are to having a landing strip in the bowl, i have to wonder if the owners picked this up from an auction of medical supplies and this bowl was actually used for examination and dissection, an unsavoury topic for sure, but you do have to wonder .. and if you don’t, then you should.

Number 96 express.

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

Recently while scouring ebay i came across the above gems from Number 96, little b/w personality cards that the studio used to send out to fans of the show.

Amazingly after years of thinking it was lost i just found the card (See below) i had been given by Mike Dorsey who played Reg (Daddy) MacDonald on the show, the above screen captures tho bad quality show the moment i was given this card.

Years ago in 1974 the cast of Number 96 traveled by train to Melbourne for the Logie Awards, i’m guessing this was around April 1974 as that’s when the Logies are traditionally held. At the time even tho only nine years old i was allowed to watch Number 96, which kind of gave me almost celebrity status at school.

My dad had had a severe heart attack at this time, and before a visit to the hospital my sister took me to Corrimal train station to greet the Number 96 express (Even at that age i was a fame whore) I remember the jostle of the crowd, and i remember it started to rain afterwards. The train pulled in to Corrimal station and the stars appeared at the carriage doors to hand out these photo cards, i think Mike Dorsey threw this one and i dropped it in a puddle, hence the slightly traumatised state of the photograph.

I remember calling into the corner store on the way to visit my dad to get him some lollies, and going into intensive care to excitedly show him my almost first brush with fame (Humphrey B Bear when i was five really can’t count can it?).

Years later when i got the Number 96 Pantyhose Strangler DVD set i was amazed to see in the special features footage filmed at Corrimal station when the train pulled in, I’ve searched, but alas no sign of a little Greg with goggled eyes, staring up in abject awe at these local, early filth mentors for him.

For all things Number 96 click “Here“.