Touching Base

Alot has gone on in the last couple of weeks and haveen been busy with all sorts of things. First I have been keeping my nose to the grind stone. and decided to seperate myslef forom a certain individual who is a rather half empty moaning Myrtle and emotional vortex. In truth I am very happy they are gone. A tattoo artist quit without giving a proper reason for them leaving other than they are not happy. Ok. Bye. Concerts and plays and trying to catch up on sleep and Bren's birthday was last week and had a rather successful soire. So it's not as if I have been ignoring anything I have been just keeping busy. At the moment Bren is also tending to our cat whom was hit by a car. So there are many plates to spin.

I am gearing up for a trip to Melbourne Australia to visit some friends and go to a wedding which hopefuly should be fun and then starts the holiday season. As this year has been a busy and very hard one, I am glad I have gone through it. Thrusday we went to see Margaret Cho do a few numbers from her stint at the Finge in Edinburgh Fest and the Album Cho dependent. She has a knack for having gay comics open for her that are NOT FUNNY! She was witty brash and in and I enjoyed myself. I am happy that she is able to broaden her fan spectrem from the show Drop Dead Diva. Yet I do feel she has treaded on this familiar ground time and time again. and she made the mistake of thinking gay marriage in the UK is not acceptable.

I laughed and enjoyed the show but i was starting to think there is only so far one can laugh at pussy and gay jokes where she then starts to parody her own mother by the double standard of accepted racism. I don't think it's right that she states racism but then falls on to the cheap stunt of stereotypifying her own mother. Honestly she hasn't covered any new ground from her repetoire and it sounds like a bashing, yet I I would love for her to really push the envelope than play it safe to to the gays. At the time she was quit a breath of fresh air and still think she is on it when she is sharp and witty. Other times I think she relies on the standard for the label gay audience.

She revealed that she got knocked up from one of the members of Siouxsie and The Banshees, and had to get an abortion which was an eye opener. If she

Maybe it's age speaking but that type of humour i loose interest in quit quickly. And she should find a really funny gay comic.

To A Certian Someone, With Love Of Course.

This week has been tough as we as a group are left to clean up a mess that a certain individual left in his wake. Rather than just be hinest with me they decided to concoct a bullshit story yet booking appointments in advance when they knew they were going to go. So to the dishonest, no ball having son of a PUTANA. I would say that if you had a dick this is where you would have tell me to suck it, But like I said If! So I will leave by saying this:

To Square To Be HIP!

London has many membership bars all vying for the creme de la creme of the London Social Scene. I have been in several and my partner always thinks they are just a loads of bollocks as he says and never undersands the pretension of people paying money to be accepted. He has a point. Membership bars are not that hard to get into if you know the right people and the always seem to be the friends of friends that make the place cooler or dare i say it Hip. Bren told me i was an idiot if I paid for a membership to on of the bars which I seriously considered and had my name put forward by a friend. The places always seek the "creative types" but the seem to atract the pesky bullshit monkey suit with a bank account bigger than his dick. To me most of them are not "creatives and or artists" They're sales people who claim marketing is an art form not a pitch.

I've been to both Shoreditch House once when Amy was dj'ing had breakfast there with a client and watched a few celebrities get into drunken arguments with their dates in Soho House and Sketch. But I would never call these places cool. So It struck me funny when a suit took offence to his ass being barred by both clubs and sister watering holes for being told not to wear a suit. Ladies and gentlemen i give you ehibit A. Pudgy old fart whom conducts business at these places and took offence when he was 86'd for wearing his working clothes to the establishments. He was told he was to School for cool.

I know you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover but I am going to say this fucker looks like he wouldn't be exactly cracking don P's at P Diddy's crib chillin any time soon. One lesson in cool if you paid to belong your not cool. They bar is celebrating your money as you are as well. Cool people just don't expect to pay for frivolious things like a £600 memebrship There are bars that will just hand you one if they like you or know you. What i find even more funny is this jerk went to the press to moan about it. No sympathy here. He used his money as a battery ram and felt that validated him as belonging, HIs walking papers were the official NO. A friend of mine had a dream once where she didn't make it passed the velvet rope, and she was told in her dream she wasn't cool enough and it upset her. Ok we were 24 and she just moved to LA. There are social graces those in the know must obtain to survive in the ever changing battle ground rules of perpetual cool. To quote Groacho Marx, I would beve want to belong to a club that would have me as a member.

The 50 Reasons I Call London Home Part 1

I moved to London in 1998 in Jluy of that year. I can't believe that was nearly 13 years ago when I dais so long to Los Angeles to friends and family. I am rooted here and this is the one city where I am still always fascinated by this great metropolitan. Sure like any city it has it's bad points too. Some friends have come to visit me here and you can not see all of London in a week or even 5 days. No. Although it is a quarter the size of Los Angeles a city with virtually 8 million people spanning to 13 million to its furthest regions I will always truly love London. They say that London is the centre of the universe, and when a man tires of London he tires of life. I do believe these two things and here is why.

50.) Brick Lane Biegel: By far the best east end biegel in the world. I have been here out after a night out on the piss and virtually at dawm for the market on Brick Lane. Legend has it that Mariah Carrey tried to cut in line early one morning and the cockney birds behind the counter were not having any of it and made her wait hr turn 25 minutes at it's busiest time. Mornings. Favorite; Hot salt beef with french mustard and pickle. Bren loves the cheese cakes and I love their brownies. Cheap as chips.







49.) Portobello Market: I have found some really cool stuff on the market . Everything from clown paintings, leather guido jackets for a fiver and antique scissors for my shop. Virtually two blocks from my door step. And I love to haglle and get me 15 sheckle's worth.







48.) Hampstead Heath: I love when the sun is out and going up to the heath for a picnic. And I kow you all heard about the sex that goes on up there, and it does. Yet I truly love going to Parliment hill and watching people fly kites and seeing the sprawling
view of London. It is just amazing. Joleene will runn her little legs off and I have fallen asleep under a tree with Bren at my side after a picnic, to make me forget I live in a busy city. Then off to the King William pub for some proper scrumpy on ice.






47.) The Traditonal pagentry that England has can be seen anywhere on the streets in central London. It really is quite spectacular and a reminder of it's pride and history.







46.) Brighton: Knowing that the sea is virtually about an hour and ten minutes on the train is a relief and kind of like having London by the sea. London is to Los Angeles what Brighton is to San Francisco. Very gay populated and the people here are more chill and you can see the victorian influence San Francisco got from this place. Plus one of my favorite clothing stores is here and I always check out what the have at Jump The Gun. A truly great sister city and a easy getaway.







45.) Black Cabs in London: A necessary evil in London in my opinion. I like to jump in and watch the city pass me by with my ipod on and think. Looking out and seeing the Embankment and the sights and people pass me by. I truly enjoy the solitude when I am alone in a cab.







44.) The birtish eccentircs: When I left Hollywood and Silver Lake I missed the weird and wonderful people of the streets and seen some crazy stuff. Nothing prepared me for the Britsh eccentric. Sharp, witty, ever so bitchy and if I may so so, very smart and can hold a conversation in 0-60. are they crazy or just plain nuts. no they are just English.
They don't give a fuck and go by there own rules. Proper.









43.) The Churches: Although I am not religious and don't believe in god, much to the chagrin of my family. That does not mean that I can not appreciate the architecture of some of the most amazing cathedrals and churches in the city. Breath taking but they can give Paris a run for there money in some respects.

Fashion Designers Loose There Damn Minds Part Deux :I love jew, Galliano!

With the end of London Fashion Week and the start of Paris Fashion Week, The fall of the crown jewel of the Parisian fashion scene's maestro John Galliano is a shame and a bit blown out of proportion. As I have tweeted my opinion that I myself don't think he is an actual racial bigot but just a sloppy drunk who's able bodied to turn his "evil queen" to level 12. The baby has peed in the fashion week goodie bag and bitch has been fired from the roost of a failing house he help restore in his tenure at Dior. Shame as I think he has a great eye for theatre and that Galliano takes everyone to another world where creature and creation are not of the exisitence. In short as Praticia Field said best, he is theatre. Sure bitch should really watch his mojito intake.

Yet i had no idea that there is a zero tolerance for any and all anti-semetic crimes be it verbal or otherwise in France. Paris is a beautiful place where they retreated to the Nazi regime to protect the beauty of the city. Where as London is a different story and was bombed the shit out of. Yet placing my opinion on the subject has frightened people to villify the man who is in my book really not considered a racist nor a anti-semite. No Galliano hates women with no hair, cheap shoes and tacky tailoring. In short Style and fashion to him are his kife force. If anyone has been to the Marias in trnedy Paris you will know they got tacky ass shoe shops and and purse shops coming out of it's wahzoo. Sill it is unfortunate that some are making judgements on small snippet of phone filmed photoage taken out of context, to condemn a man.


I have been to the Museum Of Tolerance and the Anna Frank House in Amsterdamn and both are equally moving and upsetting to bare witness to. I can never really imagine what it would be truly like to actually endure a visit to the camps when they were in operation at the time. Yet as fivolous as fashion society is I thnk it's really unfortunate that a drunken man who is just being a dumb ass should be comdemned so erroneously. Yes I don't agree that anybody should just start saying shit cause they do not like Jews nor make light of a situation such as the holocaust, yet the guy is simply not in a straight fram of mind and is obviously sloshed.

If jewsish women were so fucked off with him, they should return the clothes they purchased that he created. Like the droves of collected shoes in the holocaust, an ugly reminder to all. But no such thing has happened other than his dismissal. When southern Americans took offence to the Dixie Chicks comments on George W. Bush, all hell broke loose. Protest of them burning there Cd's and merchandise. Yet to return a luxury item is a different story. I don't rub salt in a Jews face when I see one driving a Mercedes Benz or BMW. Yet it happens. I still feel that people are to PC for there own good and are simply to afraid to think for themselves. My friend in japan told me he was taught that Hitler is only looked at as a villian because he lost the war. Which in a sense in this current world is true. had he took over i am sure shit would get really real.

Do I think Galliano should be fired? No. do I think he commited a act of stupidity? Yes. Still what his personal and private beliefs are are his own, and I really hand over heart don't feel that he is what he's made out to be other than a sloppy eveil queen. When the Huffington Post translated there version of the supposed indident, I didn't feel any really crime was made other than a verbal conflict between two tables, which is quite common. Paris if full of pretentious cunts. Yet when I made ny opinion a few women took to state that I was wrong and quoting bullshit like some dime store theologian. Whatever, I made my mind up on my own rather than quote some bulshit rhetoric that is not my own.

If you ask me John Galliano should pull an Eminem and find a Jew equivalent to Elton John. Funny thing is John Galliano looks jewish or at least his nose does. This goes ou to you Monsieur Galliano. Enjoy.

Growing Old!

The topic of growing older has seemed to fall in my path quite recently in a number of ways by fate trying to tell me something. Odd as it is I have taken this subject to heart to see where I am on the big scale of things. In short asking myself if I am on the right path and where I should be on the great astral psychic plane of life. Sure I know Henry Hate is a somewhat of a cartoon and really doesn't exist but to me, he has opened as many doors as many doors as he has closed. But some of my frinds and I are much older and no longer the raging young adult whom want to be angry at the world and fall in love. A quaint notion but eventually it gets old, tiresome and just plain fucking dumb. I mean I really don't want to be a dick head my whole life. Sure I can get my bitch on in 0-60 flat. I have had alot of practice, but still like everyone else I too have hope and dreams.

Wallowing in shit is just not one of them. Alot of my friends are now with kids and settled in with family life, my self included. Gone are the days of me hanging at Bob's Frolic at last call hammering shots spouting out the Jukebox Faves at the top of my lungs. No more scowering Hoist in leather looking for that ever hopeful hot guy to take me away from endless night of meaningless sex with guys I can't even remember most of their names. Now it's taking my dog to the Vet, making sure we have something to cook or thawed from the freezer, and the responsibilities to my better half, pooch and my career. Yup pretty soon like most it's all career, career career. as my Paartner has a shop of his own it takes up alot of time to make a functioning business work. The parallels for making a relationship work is staggering. Fisrt there needs to be a willingness.

As my friends have kids and responsibilities we see each other less and less, but when we do, we are pretty much the same people only different. I will never know what it's like to hear the laughter of a child that is all my own, or seeing them go to school, and I can make peae with that, yet as you get older you have to consider the trade off for your choices. These are the spanners that make getting older in the machinery of life kinda suck but, there the moment of reckoning when you realize you just really want the basic things in life that most people want. Shelter, love, acceptance, success be it however you measure it.
Most of my friends are pretty much very into keeping their identitiies of whom they are, and I like that. As opposed to my parents were by the ok this is what your supposed to do as they were told from their parents.

I do not wish to go through my twenties again as parts of it were really painful and hard and glad to say I came out of it ok, and can look back and smile. Most shit is rehashed anyways that it fucking sucks. There is no suck thing as Punk Rock anymore, I think of people looked at what is going on with North Africa and the revolutions taking place where people just said "Fuck This", and actually made a change, rather than the fucking suburban mall rat with the ever present scowl whose misunderstood cause he's fucking short on cash, friends and dates. Those are not real problems, but if the kid took action, he would make a difference with himself. Still I look forward to getting older and chasing kids away from my yard/ I do think its cool that kids come into the shop and want to get work from me and they think I am cool cause I'm older and done it all. Yet my partner's god sons' Gyro and Brendan like ,e to draw on them with fake tattoos. But now they think we're old and boring which is odd, casue they like playing my guitar and playing with our apple tv and films, not to mention playing with Joleene.

Ther is a documentary called The Other F Word which follows musicians in the punk scene who've essentially grown up. What happens when a generation's ultimate anti-authoritarians -- punk rockers -- become society's ultimate authorities -- dads? With a large chorus of Punk Rock's leading men - Blink-182's Mark Hoppus, Red Hot Chili Peppers' Flea, Rise Against's Tim McIlrath- The Other F Word follows, Jim Lindberg, 20-year veteran of skate punk band, Pennywise, on his hysterical and moving journey from belting his band's anthem, 'Fuck Authority', to embracing his ultimately pivotal authoritarian role in mid-life, fatherhood.


My friend Lina writes for the LAWeekly and has a child as she was one of the cool chicks everyone knew on the Hollywood scene wrote a blog article about wht cool parents could do with their kids as opposed to swimming in piss soaked pits filled with balls. Chek it out, In a unrelated topic I thought this fucking guy shouldn't have mouthed off to a Vietnam Vet.. But the dude got smaked like a whore in church three bucks short.

Penis Envy!

I read other people's blogs from time to time to really get a handle on other peoples musings. Finding this site I came across the topic of phallocentric. Steady, I am just walking you through it. I am all for equal rights, and man and woman being a co-existing parallel of humanity and want to have hope for us all. But sometimes I think certain broads take this shit WAY TO SERIOUSLY! The other day I saw a group of lesbians, which when I see a gaggle of them I call them "Lesbi". Not Lesbians, I don't think it's mean they just look a sexual and androgeonous to me. There dress sense was something of what I take as a resemnblance to a gaggle of Christmas Elves. From the land of Baking cookies or making sex toys for horny lesbi the world over up in a tree some where. See below Exhibit A.

I am not lesbia-phobic, in my next life I hope to shink to their size and have child bearing hips, were courderoy, and have an over enthusiastic appreciation for power tools. (I already do) Yet What always gets me is the Wee-Man Bullshit. So this person personified the ANGRY LESBIAN. Hey sister the guy was an asshole who made a lewd joke to your said wife. Get over it. You should be so lucky the fucking dude thinks your wife is hot! However vulgar, it is irrelevant. She bangs on about guys touching their dicks and being fascinated with them and so on. I can recall a few girls on my street who's parents were told by the school, their very own daughters were willing to play with themselves at any giving point or had a slight problem of leaving their hem lines below thigh region. People are just to goddamn PC these days. Lesbians especially Wee-Man or whatever the hell they call themselves are some of the biggest penis envy loving mother fuckers in the world. And they are Mother fuckers in a sense of linguistic terms. I like my dick I like dick so much that I have the shit tattooed on me. But I am not going up and down the street screaming I like to suck cock and come & get it, free cock here. I fucking wish! Still there is a time and a place and if you don't fucking like it take your ass back to the Diana Island where Wonder Woman is from. I'm sure when all your cycles hit you'll all be oh so pleasant to be around. She claims that men use sex as weapon. Bitch, please. If anybody and I mean anybody everused sex as a weapon it is always going to be in the hands of a woman. Why cause men are stupidly whipped to the power of pussy, dick too for that matter. Jesus these broads hate men and there penis's so much that they spend a hell of a lot of time looking like men or trying to emulate a masculine tendency. Woman use there tits or ass as weapons, I got news for your, it works both ways. Woman are just as aggressive and far more manipulative than men ever will be. I say this because men have ego and a level of humble reasoning. Where as woman tend to harbour shit so much that it will keep the duey decimal system in operation for infinity.

I have sat around and listened to girls talk about there boy friends, even some of my male friends and the candour that woman divulge is far more intrusive and way nastier than a guy could ever fucking muster. Trust me. Sure a guy would brag and make shit up, but women use anything they can to leverage their side through any means possible if it meant getting ahead. It doesn't make them evil I fell it's intictive as a part of survival. Yes it suck that woman can do the same job and get paid far less then her male counterpart, but that shit needs to be taken up with a boss not men. Woman use their tits as a battery ram, or even tools for distraction especially those slutty ones. Lesbians whom are adro-phobic tend to be the most aggressive, alpha male chasing, piss contest taking, sore losers to ever walk the earth. They can't handle that an actual Male chromosome is swimming around in their gene pool. So in a sense a dick was involved on the creation of you, like it or not. Second point before you start fucking going off on guys and their dicks, perhaps you should rethink all those Phallic Sex Toys made for women. Why arn't there any fucking sextoys shaped like clits to mash up with? Cause to me all those vibrators, they all look like dicks, so you can candy colour them any fucking way you want it's still a penis. If you truly wanted to be a bigger man/person here you would admit to your self in a nut sack (pun intended) you have penis envy. Shit I do, I wish I had a bigger dick and a million pounds. Cause baby, I would be fucking DANGEROUS!

You sound more pissed that there is some fearful factor and resentment over some trivial comment. Let it go, it really doesn't matter what a fucking guy says as long as you benefit from the love you give your wife and your secure in your placement. As far as refering to the "boys club" woman do the same shit, Primarily LESBIANS and women bars. It's not enough to have a gay bar, oh no, we need FISH BARS. Tatar Sauce anyone? You know how fucking annoying certain lesbians look with their sex, gender Sylvia Plath reading, post fem, Lillith Fair holding ticket, cuntery is? Quite frankly when you behave that way you deserve to be called a bitch, cause your hitting below the belt. A womans rage will go for endurance, stamina, and longevity, yet they're maternal and pretty good at keeping the peace with in reason. Men are just different. Doesn't make your needs any different from mine. No matter how you slice this it is fucking irrelevant men and woman are the same, straight gay, or fucking trans gendered. I don't bitch about it, cause I don't fucking care. If you continue to walk down your one way street with your envy your going to wind up at a dead end road, so wake up, grow up, and for fuck sake get some balls. Your lucky you have a wife who's willing to share a life with you, and no matter what shit goes on your safe in her book. Penis or no penis, you should take comfort in simply knowing that. Now if you'll excuse me I need to attend to my man pussy!

To Hell With Black Friday!

The world is full of crap, useless crap and the need to obtain. Bren always says that you should buy things for people that they can use and have an actual need for. No point in having something that will just collect dust and sit in a corner. I believe that to be true. Still today is Black Friday where people oll over the US by ungratefull children shit they don't need nor can truly afford. I think that Shopping for christmas should be about giving something to those you love and tell them so, all while eating loads of good food and get fat in front of the television. Not buy them an ugly ass Chia Pet and slipper socks. Shopocalypse is upon us and think that retailer even in this country are after the all mighty dollar/pound/yen/sheckle, to further pollute the landfills with smello perfume lotion kits and gift boxes.

Yes I know I am selling a goodie bag but I am semi eco-friendly and everything I am selling will last a lifetime abd id ultimately bio-degradable. I.E. you and your tattoo, well when you die it will be. So In a few days I will post what I would like for christmas, what I need for christmas, and finally what Slutty Henry would like to do at christmas, or as I like to call it, the Never Gonna Happen LIst! Occasionally I read others lists every year and it interesting to read with people want and what people need cause it is always a different list altogether. Or you can join the ranks of Buy Nothing Day here.

Man Enough To Be A Woman!

There seems to be the question of what is normal? Does anyone really know. Normal is defined by ones own definition of norm based on their own reality. So say crazy cat lady down the road whom is screaming to be the next house guest on Hoarders, her norm is different than mine. Her normality is to be surrounded by crap and 653 cats, ok, not so normal for me. In fact that is some crazy ass "fetch the Percacet and a straght jacket" shit, but again that is her life and she is snug as a smushed cat somewhere in her crazy 79 rugs. Gays have some problems with gender, especially some men. Calling themselves Androphillia's and that they only sleep with men, and don;t accept the gay role laid out before them. So that means a Kylie free, Madonna zero diet and no gay whistle or resplendid booty bump at the disco. That's kool, but dude you spend way to much fucking time thinking about that shit to realize at the end of the day, it doesn't fucking matter. Cause as long as you find a erect penis in your face (Granted Willingly), on your knees, someone is going to call you a faggot or a micing moe. Like it or not. It is the truth.

I read a story about a woman whom let her little boy go to scool dressed as Daphne from Scooby Doo. I thought it was sweet cause in my mind she did the correct thing as a mother. She took on the supposed Christian Mothers ideals and turned the tables
on what is supposed to be normal. When in fact when I was a 6 year old boy I made my G.I. Joes hump all the time. I never wore a dress and didn't feel the need to but I was obssessed with some serious G.I. Joe action. But My brother used to put on my moms Carmen Miranda Costume and preform infront of me and make me laugh. My Brother loves perfumes, Vivienne Westwood, jewellery, heels and make up. I like guys, I haven't worn deoderant in 18 years, I love tattooing, whisky, leather and rock and roll.
Just because my brother loves the new fall line of the Spring Summer Collection Of Galliano, doesn't make him less of a man. Infact it gives him balls. SOme dudes are so hung up on hyper masculanity that they look like fucking caricatures. Stright men whom are comfortable with themselves have no qualms about putting a dress on. It doesn;t make them less masculine. Why cause they dont give a flying fuck about what anyone thinks. My Friends Brother Liability Eden can pull off wearing womens lingerie, and I don't doubt the dude loves pussy. Some gay dudes really pull out all the stops to try and emulate their straight idealised counterpart and look a fucking joke. So if a little boy wants to put on a dress and be creative, he shouldn't be stopped. Smae applies for a girl whom like rolling in the mud after a ball. These are their formative years. If you stand around thinking about what the fucking neighbours think and so desperately want to look like a back dancer of the fucking village people by all means dress like this moron below with the Nasty Pig tie.

Belo Liability Eden having some fun


A mother wrote a book about her rasiong a boy whom liked to dress as a princess and found it quite touching. There was no campness about the boy and infact didn't even seem gay. Yet she raised the child to flourish his creative side and it's anyones guess if he even may decide to retire his favorite yellow dress. I watched a documentary sometime ago about a woman whose little boy wanted to dress as Pocohantes from the Disney Cartoon and she vetoed that shit like a christian right wing senator. So come Halloween pageant day the little boy dressed as an indian chief proudly sttod before the student body and parents announcing that his costume was in fact Pocahontes, lovingly stroking his feather head dress as if were hair. My point being that a childs mind is far more progressive than an adults. Children aren;t fussed about the regulations placed upon them that supposed civilized grown ups place on people. Why, cause children see it as fun and imaginary. Remember that? Imaginary was something that your created out of thin air but you knew it was fake but you let go and had fun anyways doing.

Some of my closest friends are straight and they aren;t hung up on gender, and they roll with their inner campness from time to time without so much as a second thought. Some people worry way to much about what others think, and it;s none of their damn business. I believe you send out a far worse message to your child by saying he's defective by wanting to tap into his creativity. It might just be a phase, it may not but they'll have the love and support that is vital in nurturing relationships and have a better self worth. My myself I don't buy into the gaydom shit as I am not a retarded tween wanting to be Parasite Hilton"s BFF. I love my brother justthe way he is, so much so when a girl talked shit about him once to my I fuckingi snatched her wig off stamped on it and then proceeded to piss on it. My Brother will back this story up. She never talked shit again nor came near me for that matter. So to those mothers raising Daphne loving boys, and young Princess Boys. I salute you.

Plato once said if the world were mad at the right person, for the right reason, at the right time the world would be a better place. There are much bigger issues than kicking up a fuss because a girl wants to take another girl to her spring formal. Certainly subjects much more harrowing than a little boy wanting to bake cookies on Barbie Bake House Oven, like war, world hunger, Malaria. I do believe the world is to fucking PC for it's own good. It takes balls and courage to dress up and face an advesary, certainly for a 5 year old. Yet I think these mothers should certainly be commended for their own bravery. It;s hard enough rasing a child, it's even harder rasing a child when other adults try and micro manage your own efforts by what they percieve as normal. So I say Fuck THEM!

FAT FOOD NATION!

I say it all the time that corporations want stupid people for customers. P.T. Barnum was a success for stating that a sucker was born every minute. Well, The display on show here is evidence of that. Now I a happy to say that I DO NOT EAT AT MCDONALD'S. Haven't in a whopping 14 years. But I raised the question to my partner once that eating right is not only important, but in this day and age costly. I understand that places like KFC and McDonald's is trying to brand themselves as healthy cafe style eateries. I have noticed this when I pass them on the high streets. Still I don't bite. I believe that there is a certain customer whom looks at this food as cuisine, and that person has a slightly diminished veiw and handle on things.

Take the subject of Supersize Me by Morgan Spurlock, where he brought up the subject of heavy users whom eat here on a weekly if not daily basis. I believe that this crap will not only clog your arteries but clog your mind. I mean looking at this footage most of them look porksy, pudgy, and down right bloated. As I know for most on a fixed income it's hard to eat quality foods such as organic or even free range as the cost to sustain farming is evident in the price of food. But what ever is in the secret sauce is seriously making these bitches flip their wig. I mean this shit seriously can't be good for your mental health. When I was a teenager I found myself working at a Carl's Jnr.
In Newport Beach. I lasted 2 days after I though fuck this place, so I quit.

I think it;s sad that companies really pigeon hole people and they become a subclass. Let me explain. Twenty years ago if people were seeing this actually happen in a McDonald's, they would simply call the police. Watching this footage people were simply filming it, which illustrates that they become immune to this type of behaviour. This is normal to them and all though it is entertaining for the short span the after effect is a bit scary. I mean I don;t need to walk into the zone of a fart to know I am not going to like the smell. Yet these people here show no sort of composure to simply walk away and leave it alone. Here what you have is animals plain and simple. I do not condone the violence against women, yet these broads simply lash out at men twice the size with the same aggression of a man. So I do believe that these woman got their just desert.

Finally when the police showed up, those involved ran like cowards. Fucking punks and completely juvenile whom show that this behaviour was simply in vein and really nothing of any importance and simply reek chaos. So this would only solidify why I will not eat at a Mcdonald's ever again. For fear that I may get my ass kicked for no reason by some heefer whom didn't like the tone of my voice or simply cause they felt I stared at them inappropriately.

My Sentiments, EXACTLY!

Pope This and Pope That!

As the pope Benedictine number 6539 is coming to Britain by invitation from what's her face the Queen and some other guy. And my partner has views on the matter! And to fucking right! There is a protest to show the Papal one what people think of those child fucking, and pompous self serving, sanctimonious, assholes. If you can watch this and then decide. Then tell me if you think that the apology he is to give on the behalf of the catholic church, when it's a day late and a dollar short, I do believe a Hookah Pah-Lease is in order. I was raised Catholic but I am not deeply religious and if there is a hell I am pretty sure they way I live would make me go to hell. So If I go to hell, I am gonna go with the fucking led off and a picnic basket. So bring it. I wanna make a "Death 2 The Honky Lips Church", Banksy got nothing on me.

The Death Of Silver Lake!

I used to live in Silver Lake from 91to the time I left in 98. I lived on Hyperion next to Cuffs, which is now some bullshit "trendy" bar. I lived on Griffith Park Blvd, Virgil, Gateway Ave and then Melbourne Ave , and Lyman Place in Los Feliz, basically all over the fucking place. It's now taken over by Boutique Coffee Houses, Designer Clothes Shops "Trendy" cafes and restaurants. There is that damn word again, Trendy. The last time I was their in April, I hated it. It was devoid of any real character and charm and taken over by greedy property developers and over priced poncey shops, that were in my were not very cool. Silver Lake in it's hey day was cheap apartments with leather bars in walking distance, Spaceland looked like a steak house, The Sunset Junction Festival in August and hidden gems peppered all over the place, owned by people whom didn't have very much money.

Now dory ass turds converge here and think it Trendy. The equation goes as follows, Trendy + Dork+ Expensive= Expensive Nerdy Ass Dork. Viewing this clip I thought, they don't look trendy, as the title is called Gay Hipster Fight.... Where's the hip? They should have called this Gay Dork Ass's Fight: Handbag's At The El Chavo Part 1, This Is My Purse Bitch! Watching Chispandix and some ChicaBooms gay lisp go at it makes for a quite funny fight. When I turn the volume off I can hear Beavis and Butthead or worse Science Fiction Theatre 2000 comment over this rumble of who tweezed the chola cha cha brow better. Come on, where's the blood, where's the gun and the serious bitch slap, to make some queens earrings fly into Sunset Blvd. This is amateur at best, nice try but no cigar, and YOUR NOT HIP!

Comparing Shoreditch to Silver Lake, Shoreditch is is tragically hip and trendy. Its chuck full of these hip trendy people, whom suffer from fashion herpes, making Shoreditch an inevitable catwalk during the day and night. Yes, some of them are lovely as people as I have come to know them when they come into my shop. I was young once, but I always did things my way regardless if people thought I was cool or not, some thought I was a dork my self. Fine by me hope I win the blue ribbon at the state fair. Now I would love to see a trendy Emo Shoreditch kid open a can of whoop ass on some Fashionista here in this neck of the woods, I think I would be riveted.

Swish It Up A Bit!

I went to a party over the weekend in South East London (I know, the shame), where me and a friend were discussing the hybrid of new gay. Metrosexuals and hyper masculine people whom preen an image that overtakes them like a second job. Me personally I don't get it, cause they lack an ingredient that most people find sexy, and that's humour. I have one friend whom shall be nameless that is afraid to even be seen dancing to a Donna Summer record. He became annoyed with me, when I snorted. "Bitch please, as long as your face front on your knees before a cock meat sarnie, you's a pole smoking nellie to a simple jock. This didn't sit well with him, and I reasoned that most guys comfortable in their own skin don't give a fuck. So seeing this made me laugh as I love Jane Lynch, and showing you this will kill two birds with one stone. So to those guys, kick back, ease up and have a laugh.

Let Mo's Marry!

Although I have been officially and legally partnered with my number one man near two years and with him 8. I believe that this video in all it's humour show both sides of being a couple. As I love my partner there are moments I am sure where he would like nothing more than to strangle me when I make a mess in the kitchen. It's so fucking easy to have a bad relationship, and hard to have a good one. Why? Because it takes work. If America wanted to make marriage so fucking sanctimonious they should make divorce illegal, so people like Tom Cruise, Britney Spears, Jennifer Ho-pez, and all those other dumb fucks would learn a fucking lesson. But I know this, the murder death rate would shoot the fuck right up. Like americans look at the word socialism and think it means some form of fascist regime, rather than looking at it like a Co-op, the same stands true for marriage. Ok I am going to step off my soap box now and put my Norma Rae back in the closet.

Sexual Napalm!

Being a rent boy, escort, whore taxi fuck is never a luxurious life, nor an easy gig. I don't care if your stank ass is flown to Bora Bora for an all expenses paid holiday, it's fucking work. As stories start to bubble over about the newly discovered cock crazy Christian craving minister George Alan Rekers (wow say that 3 times fast), and his side piece whom is peddling more than just his ass to any sundry that will ply his bank account. A ho is as a ho does. Make that money don't let it make you! What I never under stand is why is it, that it is always the fucking typical right wing second cousin to the Westboro Baptist Church that has his dick caught in a sling. And with low grade rent. I mean come on, if you're a minister at least get hot rent not some pasty mong with Shaggy's hair and gimpy grin.

Well, I can imagine where some of that $87, 000 for his participation as a witness voicing his concerns against gay adoptions. Julio Lucien Renoso Villalobos Cisneros or what ever the hell is fuck wit hooker name is on Dorkasswhorenextstore.com claims that the minister likes rub downs in the nude while on a 10 day vacation in Europe. What I don;t get about these fucking idiots is that there are European escorts in Europe whom don't really know whom that son of a bitch is. I guess Stupidasswhorenextstore .com was down for maintenance. The paid piece is also the same age as the ministers son. Ewe! If I were a minister looking for some action, I surely wouldn't hire this,


I would hire this!


I mean Jesus, Mary and Joseph you're a minister for god's sakes is there no accounting for taste? Well, apparently not. After all if I am gonna pay for sex I don't want to roll with a hippity hop space hopper, I want a ride a fucking Pontiac GTO with four on the floor if you please. After all if I am going to go for a test drive I want to know how big the stick shift is, if you know what I mean. Yet to each his own and his son rubbing ass, I am just glad that these guys get found out. I mean there is no shame in saying you like sucking on a guys dick and meaning it. I mean you could put me on cable tv, wearing a fucking tutu in day glow yellow, watering a Chia pet, sucking a big dick to the rhythm of I'm Every Woman. But You know what I would be on TV sucking a BIG DICK with a smile on my face. Well as long as it's paid per veiw, I mean let's think of the children shall we. You know while we are on the subject of Fags. I actually don't think God really hates Fags, but I am pretty sure he detests Christian Ministers comb overs and Lesbians and thier god damn alleged gifted children. So I guess it is just a matter of time before Rhona Blabbit's and the rest of the taxi door whores come out and admit to polishing the Rev's pole for the love of Jesus, caus I am sure it wasn't Satan. He would never be that cruel. I would keep my mouth fucking shut, does no one have any respect for sluts nowadays? That would be like saying you fucked Perez Hilton and are proud about it!. Personally I would rather stick my dick into a bed of snails, than do either of those fuckers. Gross!

This One Goes Out To The Ginger's In The Back Row!

OK, I am not a big fan of M.I.A.'s music and I sort of get it and all but it leaves me a little limp and when I saw this I had virtually stepped off the plane and back in my home of London town. So I was pretty impressed by this little diddy, cause it had bite. Secondly it had red heads. Triple letter score. When I saw this video I thought it was clever in that there is a huge brouhaha over the new Arizona Immigration State law SB1070 Meaning that police don't need to consider certain aspects of a suspect as long as they (the Po po) have probable cause, or reasonable suspicion to stop a suspect and ask them for proper valid identification and documentation. Since when did Arizona turn into a Orwellian Utopian Nightmare. Fuck me! Being that this law is pretty favourable with the majority of Arizona voter, despite the fact that the difference between the Lower and Upper Class's is staggering. Arizona holds the 11th highest poverty in the U.S. which also affects the early settling Native Americans as well. Yet with M.I.A.'s politcal stand points I can respect it and understand her viewpoint in what she was try to say. Yet you will have to judge for your self.

So with this little opus that M.I.A. has put out has been shrouded in a bit of controversy in regards to the volume of violence on display in this video. Some claim it oversteps lines. What I find strange is that there seemed to be a prejudice against the red haired three fold in this video, when ironically the red hair gene pool is under threat and being phased out to extinction. I wish it wasn't so as I find most of them really really sexy for some odd reason. I even dated a few myself. So this goes out to my Ginger guys.. Keep your head up and be proud!

A Artist Should Never Apologise

I find one thing that really grinds my ass, it's when someone does something that and then questions their actions and apologises for something the feel pressured into doing. This is not to be confused with making a mistake and claiming accountability for those actions. That my fair weathered friend is a whole different ball park. What with people screaming "oh won't someone think of the children"! People are still in a tizzy about the whole Badu clip and I am actually glad she has not regretted the action and made no apology for it. Despite that one ill tempered harpy, Ida Espinosa 32 is most likely suffering from toxic child bearing hips syndrome and a bad case of cankles. Ok people let us remember that Texas is the place where they vilified the Dixie Chicks and the breeding ground of one former shitty American President.

Being that this was originally based on Matt & Kim's Lessons Learned video from the Grand album. Badu gave credit where credit was due. Yet Matt & Kim's video got nothing like the shit storm in a tea cup that Erykah did. I like both songs and in place of Dealey Plaza, we find pretty much a different reaction to Matt & Kim when the Po Po come and piss on the parade. New Yorkers are so much more desensitised than shrill uptight Texans. Hell yeah I said it, some Texans are to uptight. I mean Texas has some cool people and the media has a story to tell and I am sure Ms, Badu has bigger shit to worry about than some silly $500 ticket. So get over it, why is it so bad to look at a naked person and tell your children that a nude body is bad, yet taking them to a public place where someone was slain is so much more acceptable for a vacation hot spot? This is would really like to know. I have fucked up and made some bad judgements in the past but they are mine, and mine alone. Yet when someone asks for a apology for my work, I tell them screw you. You ain't nailed to nothing and you don't have to look at it. It's not like I am standing out side with some pornographic images hoping to lure kids. That is just fucking dumb. Besides I think adults don;t give kids the credit they are due. They are far more clued up on things than most people give them credit for.


So there I said it. Get over it and move on live in the now. I have been naked in public places before and it was fucking great. Would I do it again. Hell yeah I would. And I would not apologise for it either.

Paula Yates Incarnate.

Ok I have been drug fucked to know what that look looks like. I have even had chemical dates where we intentionally fucked high on drungs and still had that mong look on our faces. I once left a guy in my bedroom for two hours as we were both high on Peyote and my flatmates were entertained by my antics in the kitchen as I was looking for something that probably didn't exist. Yet he was keen just sitting on my bed waiting for my return, my room mates informed me of the lapsed time. SHIT! So people are making a big stink about Peaches Geldof's alleged drug fucked pics. Scientologists are besides themselves, and she denies "it" ever happened. I would to if the guy was not hot. I mean I will be the first to admit I have been with some dogs, but Jesus. We all can't be choosy drug fucked sluts. Looking at these photo's make me wanna check into the free clinic.


But I have to say any girl or guy who lets a dude take photo's of you while fucking isn't gonna say no to a little back door entry. Servant's entry to the rear, that's why they call them Butlers. Stank is as Stank does no matter if it's wrapped in Scientology. I think it's a shame that Bob Geldof doesn't fucking set that broad straight with a slap in the mouth. I have seen Peaches Geldof walking around Potobello a few times and she's actually prettier in person. That being said, the camera is not her biggest fan. I smell Paula Yates coming on. So the story goes she put out on a one night encounter and she smuggled smack through customs to be cut with lemon. Call that's what all those wacky kids in Shoreditch do now, get with the program. Don't even get me started on her tattoo's. The photo's are complete with zit spots, bandages and glassy eyes and maybe a few wet panty stains. Typing that even made me feel ill. Beware of sex tape in 5,4,3,3...

Fat Food Nation

The other day as I was deep in my ritual of scatching my ass and picking my nose in front of my big screen HD TV, I caught Richard Linklater's Fast Food Nation on one of those damn BBC network channels. It caught me by surprise as I actually found it interesting, yet tried in earnest to avoid all scenes that involved that pastry faced troll Avril "what's her fucking face" Lavigne. Needless to say I don't actually eat at fast food places anymore nor eaten at a McDonald's in over 13 years. When they say there is something in the water, you best believe I fucking believe it. They must put something in the food to make people flip. As I have been cooking recipe's that are raw food and diabetic in culinary skill, I know my taste buds have changed. I do not miss fast food really as it was rare to see me even sit in a Burger King, as their food always made me sick.

Recently there has been a plethora of craziness served up in a super sized shit storm. People loosing their shit for a fucking staged ham-murmer sammich. Bitches flip their wigs over this and it's always the lard ass whom just looses it. I have to ask myself, where the fuck is the FDA in all of this? I mean really. Me and my friends used to avoid a place called Church's Chicken unless we were up for buying speed, crack or some chiva (smack) for you squares. I mean we had to troll through the prostitutes and pushers in the parking lot, and if we were really hungry we would rather eat at Arby's. Now that is fucking saying something. Still it seems that there is a rash of fat asses coming down with a serious case of Hangry. Hangry is Hungry served with a large as dollop of Angry.

Case one" Stereotypical male who looses his shit and his drawers. (do you mind, I am trying to keep my food down.) Let us study his gut shall we? Drunk, something says he's probably single and staying that way, and suffers from short dick disease.



Case two: Ghetto bitch who really needs to step away from the pastry cart if you know what I mean. Orders her food and then demands a refund on a meal that is 3/4 eaten, not to mention the Vanilla shake, the seven donuts and the four Egg Mcmuffins she packed into her guff.


Case Three: Fight, Fight, a ______ AND _____, see what happns when you try and cut in line at a fast food joint. Bitch didn't go for the jugular she went for the sore bone, The Weave! Pull a woman's weave and that shit will only end in tears a maybe a large dry cleaning bill and of course the ever present bald spot.


I mean serious, if they really wanted to win the fucking fight all you would have to do is sit on them. Nuff said. Watching these crazy ass people really puts me off ever going into these joints. I mean at least the people of Wall Mart are so much more entertaining. I mean Wal Mart is just wall to wall style with fine respectable people at the pinnacle of grace and inner breeding. Of course as it would be, there is a fucking McDonald's there. See what I mean.