Baby Lemonade (Barrett) 4:10
In the sad town
cold iron hands clap
the party of clowns outside
rain falls in gray far away
please, please, Baby Lemonade
Today I was emailed invited to join BlueSky after patiently waiting so much that I asked randoms on Twitter to give me a code 6 months ago - one did and I’ve since handed out 7 Twitter codes to other randoms who asked. With service like this the BlueSkys the limit for these guys.
Our first Christmas in 20 years without a Xmas tree. We’re trying to sell our house and the tree would have been way too much. Add to that a 10 month old kitten who would have quickly reduced it to an Exmas tree. So necessity and all that …I fashioned this.
I’ve met Frank Iero from My Chemical Romance. I stood in a queue outside a tattoo parlour in Melbourne for 5 hours so he could sign my then 15 yr old daughter’s converse she’d painted an MCR album cover on.
Alack, alack, is it not like that I,
So early waking, what with loathsome smells,
And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad —
In the ancient Mediterranean world- especially in Greece, large penises were considered a sign of a corrupt character, so small penises were noble. This is what you see on all the Ancient Greek & Roman male statues- Michelangelo continued the trope - see his David.
Detectives were euphemistically called ‘dicks’ in the USA- not sure if that still happens. Hence Dick Tracey detective comics. Hawaii 50 had 5 detectives -So 5 dicks on call - but mum may have to be a crime scene to accept delivery.
Your floating space chick and it’s parallels with this Pre-Raphaelite masterpiece inspired my reworking of Hamlet’s mother Queen Gertrude describing and lamenting Ophelia’s final end.
Together they represent the antithesis of each other. Yet they are strongly and irrevocably tied together — both physically and metaphysically. I haven’t been tied together in either way for far too long. I’m at the end of my rope🙄
It really is a poison. I’m 5’ 11 and 3 years ago I weighed 108kg. I stopped eating extra sugar- soft drinks, lollies, chocolate etc. Since then I’ve lost over 30 kg. I did nothing else to lose weight.
I like it here - the fun facts are actually fun. Here’s a slightly less elevated one. In 1990 Mick Mars made his way to a party at my place. I used to work in the Melbourne music industry - so he was with some old connections. Mick saw my Maton acoustic, played it and immediately offered me $4000.
Forget the Dervishes, a Fez has a magic that transcends even the Sufis. Alistair Crowley and George Gurdjieff both tapped into that spiritual power but took all the credit. Pffff- men! Women can own a fez too.
