A few shots from over summer which when looking at them involve mostly friends and an exploded microwave oven, sounds like all bases covered to me.
A few shots from over summer which when looking at them involve mostly friends and an exploded microwave oven, sounds like all bases covered to me.
Weird thing, a couple of old television shows have fallen into my lap recently, one being the tv series for Planet of the apes, with a couple of these i’ve been amazed to have my memory jolted from when i was just a kid of around nine or ten and my juvenile lustings and their roots in my television viewing, so many of my early crushes involved tv charactors or celebrities, upon viewing Planet of the apes i have a hazy memory of actually enjoying it when Urko would rough up the two spacemen Allan and Peter, i think my little heart definately skipped to a quicker beat whenever Urko would have the guys bound up into a net trap .. can i admit that here?, why not, nobody’s looking.
I’m beside myself with excitement, i’m in such a state there is even a little bit of wee coming out, it’s only three days to go until the next box set of Number 96 comes comes, this is set post pantihose strangler and features a storyline of Dorrie learning to drive, i can’t wait for that and the avalanche of Dorrie-esque malapropism’s that is sure to feature.
For all things Number 96 click “Here“.
Recently most of my work mates have started to ride motorcycles, they have choppers. We started to discuss what i would ride if i got a bike, my answer was the above photo, of course I’d ride side saddle with a crocheted throw rug over my legs to keep out the chill and bugs, also lately I’ve been thinking about getting Christine a new paint job or covering seeing as her duco is now almost non existent in some places, I’ve been canvassing some idea’s, carpeting her both inner and outer is looking pretty attractive, my idea of covering her top to bottom in stickers is also gaining popularity.
A couple of weekends ago what’s left of the Beach Boys played in Sydney, i had the chance to meet them after the show, to say they were a little ‘Tired and emotional’ would be a gross understatement, they both (Mike and Bruce) gave me their autograph, but Bruce was so munted that he literally could not talk clearly or function or get his motor skills into gear, this isn’t the best photo of me, but i like it because i’m yelling at Dan to ‘Take the photo!!’, ahhhh, is their anything better than when a celebrity goes bad?
If you dont have at least ONE Jason Falkner cd in your collection then you my good sir or madam are a ninny!!, my favorite non Beatle related artist, get searching, get digging, but just get into this amazing artist.
If these people were so smart and knew more than us, then why didn’t they know ebay was coming where they could have sold all this vinyl and merchandise where they could have made a killing.
Recently my friend Gordon turned forty and had a bit of a knee’s up, i had the chance to put glowing orb’s over my breast and under my velor top, for that reason alone the night will long be held close to my heart.
I have no reason to post this photo other than the fact that i think he looks mighty fine in a sort scruffy Ethan Hawke sort of way, without the whole shitting on Uma thing, so who is this guy?.
Not to be ‘niecist’ after posting some pics of a few of my nephews i grabbed this pic of Michele and i when she made a flying visit to Sydney, she was here for a mathematics convention, she knows her times tables .. i don’t, Michelle knows never to call call me uncle, especially seeing as there is only something like eighteen months between us.
It is only now that i’m allowing some of my younger nephews refer to me as uncle, it always seemed just too weird when some of them were only a few years younger than me, a sign of me aging?.
While out touring country Victoria i came across an inordinate amount of bizzaro dolls in antique and collectible stores, i have dubbed the final doll in this series ‘The Hood doll’ she has the same scary eyes as The Hood does on The Thunderbirds.
TV WEEK:
Some issues of TV Week have recently come up on ebay, these are all gold, if only for the covers, they are such a treasure trove or retro Aussie, camp pop culture.
LUCY:
William Shatner warms up his vocal chords before recording his classic version of Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
PRRRRT:
Do you think they market researched the name for this?, i’m not picking this up and handing it over the counter .. no way.
GLCS:
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.)
UNDER THE MIRROR BALL:
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.
MR WHIPENHEIMER:
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.
GOLD:
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.
MANKY FOOT:
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.
MY OLD FRIENDS:
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)
DEE DEE L’MAR:
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.
PAL MEATYLESS BITES:
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.
ALTERNATIVE PARENTING A.B.C:
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.
RALPH LAUREN:
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.