Thursday, June 30, 2005
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Monday, June 27, 2005
Sunday, June 26, 2005
S.F. Pride 2005: the trumpets of gayness
-this- is exactly what they're afraid of in red-state America. legions of paramilitary gays!
with their trumpets of gayness!
they will make us all gay with their trumpets of gayness and then we'll all be running around looking like this guy, with a shiny tie and a six pack:
trailing gayness in our wake like... like... well, like balloons.
anyway, quick, everyone hide the kids.
too late! they've got her passing out candy at a gay parade... I'm telling you, this time next year, this country will be a barren wasteland of gold shorts, Macintosh computers, and design magazines.
with their trumpets of gayness!
they will make us all gay with their trumpets of gayness and then we'll all be running around looking like this guy, with a shiny tie and a six pack:
trailing gayness in our wake like... like... well, like balloons.
anyway, quick, everyone hide the kids.
too late! they've got her passing out candy at a gay parade... I'm telling you, this time next year, this country will be a barren wasteland of gold shorts, Macintosh computers, and design magazines.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Monday, June 20, 2005
Friday, June 17, 2005
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
takayama matsuri
the giant puppets (most of them extremely old) at the takayama matsuri looked friendly enough.
then this one did her special trick...
apparently this was the way she used to operate, but for a while conservative social morays had seen her special feature disabled... she had recently been repaired so that, well, a lion comes out of her, er...
if the lion doesn't get you, the puppet-handlers will:
then this one did her special trick...
apparently this was the way she used to operate, but for a while conservative social morays had seen her special feature disabled... she had recently been repaired so that, well, a lion comes out of her, er...
if the lion doesn't get you, the puppet-handlers will:
Monday, June 13, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
n.a.g.p.b.y.w.b.m.o.: god speed hairy little fella
I am moving this post back to the top of the blog because everyone needs to know that Chemical Billy did a piece of scratch fiction on it which you simply must go read. so click the picture... it links to her story now.
the graphic on this shirt (apologies for the shot, but this is -important-) shows a space capsule being fired off into space. the text reads:
FCL PRIMATE TRAINER
god speed hairy little fella
is this just me or does this make anyone else want to weep at its sheer brilliance? it appears to be a mock t-shirt for someone who works for a fake space agency and trains primates to be fired into space on one of those creepy one-way animal suicide missions.
the graphic on this shirt (apologies for the shot, but this is -important-) shows a space capsule being fired off into space. the text reads:
FCL PRIMATE TRAINER
god speed hairy little fella
is this just me or does this make anyone else want to weep at its sheer brilliance? it appears to be a mock t-shirt for someone who works for a fake space agency and trains primates to be fired into space on one of those creepy one-way animal suicide missions.