Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Public Service Announcement

Because I have nothing else of note to report I will just give out a handy hint

If you insist on taking home a scottish man to shag and he turns out to be a "talker" and says things like "do ya like my cock in yer pussy" it WILL remind you of Fat Bastard and it WILL NOT get you off.

that is all.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

How to love your Mama

I am feeling much better now, thanks for asking, what no one asked ? no one is reading ? LALALALALA god its quiet in here. anyway breathing unaided is sooo underrated and heres something I found that I want to share

This is one guy that loves his Mama and Im all for that seeing as I am one myself, hes also a photographer (I'm still working on that one) I love his photos and he does a real good down to earth honest no bullshit pohoto-journo-realism thing

His mother lost everythign in Hurricane Katrina and hes documented the aftermath through his incredibly loving and perceptive lens.

heres a brief example of his writing. damned if i can get the stupid picture to work.

This is Ricki. She's
homeless. And
poor. She's been waiting in line in a Kmart parking lot
for
three hours, no
shade, scorching summer. She's been waiting to get
her FEMA
claim number. She's
heard they've been giving two thousand
dollars in aid,
but she's worried because
they will only direct deposit
it in bank accounts,
or mail her a check. She's
worried because she's
poor, and doesn't
have
a bank account to direct
deposit into. And
she's worried because she's
homeless, so she can't get the
mail the
check might be in.Ricki is only 32.
When
I asked if I could take
her
picture she was worried she'd look bad
because she hadn't done her hair. I
told her she was beautiful. And I meant
it.>


please visit Siege
(via http://ikeepadiary.com/diary/index.html
via http://jakebronstein.com/5/toomuchinfo.html)

and yeh, i gave and it felt good. i want to see the pictures of
his
mum happy again.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Poorly

Apologies for my abscence, I was hospitalised with lungs that decided to have a holiday.
A week in hospital on Oxygen being pumped full of antibiotics it appears I am now allergic to and another week (and counting) at my Mothers and I'm about ready to be well now.
I was discharged with an epipen under strict instructions to jab myself with it should my throat swell and my lungs collapse. okie dokie. Meanwhile im full of Seratide and Steroids and havent been able to talk for a week. this is not fun. and neither was this . . . . . .