FANTASTIRAMA.
Have I ever mentioned how
great Futurama is?
And also Archer. If
you've never watched Archer, go do it now.
God I love adult
animation... it's the best.
“Squeezers?...
SQUEEZERS! They're CLAMPS, you F&%$!
If I wanna f&%$in snip
with these clamps, I will Snip with these F&%$in Clamps!”
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BAD COP.
Ok, so this Central Otago
POLICEMAN got caught filming a teenager in the shower at the house
using his police-issue phone, as you'll read in the photo.
What pisses me off about
this is that he got name suppression in court.
I understand the need to
protect the victim, and perhaps this was something the victim
wanted... but REALLY?? Fuckheads like this need to be named and
shamed...
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SO MANY SHOWS... SO LITTLE TIME.
I have been house-sitting
this week. It's been part bliss, part opportunity for me to take
stock in the direction of my life, part opportunity to wallow in the
lack of it.
Also, they have cable
television which is... like... total brain drain.
Kourtney and Khloe Take
The Hamptons has been a guilty pleasure. Watching re-runs of
Absolutely Fabulous has just been a pleasure.
"Have you had a Really Bad tit job?"
Downside? Waking in the
middle of the night to the cat throwing up on the carpet and not
being able to get all of the stain out. Ugh.
It has definitely inspired
me to get my own place again. Without a cat of course.
So cute... so allergic.
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BAD DRUNKS.
The weekend before last
was my Aunty's 60th birthday party. She's a boozer, so it
was a boozy night. But booze has it's downsides. Dammit.
It was a good afternoon
and night, until some people had that one beer too many and had to go
and make it all about themselves.
Firstly her daughter, that
has all but been disowned from the family anyway because of her
downright ludicrous behaviour when she's pissed, decided to show up.
Pissed. After her mother had been around that morning and expressly
forbid her from coming to the party. After she had gotten pissed the
night before, gone around to her mother's and laid into her calling
her a slut.
She promptly got told to
Fuck Off by her brother and sisters, and proceeded to scream and
yell and make a scene. But she did eventually leave.
What people need to
realise is that when someone is drunk and demanding attention like
that, you have to ignore them, or you're just buying into it and
feeding their need.
When everyone ran outside
to go have a looksee, I told them all to get back inside and stop
making her feel justified.
Secondly my 16 year old
cousin was going around stealing drinks off tables and blatantly
walking around with them. He also had been left at home and told not
to come, but also had to make it all about himself and ended up
conning other family members to bring him. He ended up drunk, got
told to stop drinking, and proceeded to throw a tantrum and storm off
down the main road smashing shop windows.
Another cousin and I tried
to go after him but he was running and away and hiding, and after
about 5 minutes I thought 'Bugger This' and rang the cops on his ass.
Fuck it. They can deal
with it.
No sooner had I shook that
off and gone back to the pub, I start enjoying myself once and again
and my brother and other cousin have had that one beer too many and
decided to start having a go at each other.
I'm trying to split them
up, but when he started telling other cousins they were sluts, ugly,
etc, I once again thought “Fuck this,” and went back inside to
enjoy my night and drink my beer.
By that stage I was so over bad
drunks -
and let's face it, that's what they are: Bad Drunks who can't handle their piss -
that I just wanted to do what I had gone there to do, and that
was enjoy myself at my Aunty's birthday party.
And so I sat in the garden
bar out the back... alone... listening to the crowd outside crash and
bang and scream and yell and fight, shaking my head in
disappointment.
Fuckin drunks...
Why can't
everyone just get Happy! And Dance! And Fuck! Like Me!
What is WITH
this fuckin anger management puff out your chest Bullshit...
It's soooo WEAK.
You hear me Bad Drunks out there?
You're not Tuff, or Cool, or Impressive...
...
You're WEAK.
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GEORGIE GIRL.
The Events Centre has
started these weekly screenings of Kiwi made doco's and films, and
last week they played Georgie Girl. It's a doco about Georgina Bayer
– the first transsexual Mayor of Carterton slash The World, and
subsequently the first transsexual Member of Parliament of New
Zealand slash The World.
I had been invited by my
friends' gay dads, who are old friends with Georgina, and with whom
Georgina was staying. I went over to theirs a couple hours early, we
had drinks and nibbles, and then went to the Event Centre, where half the town had turned up to see it... and then where we
were told it was sold out.
I just laughed at the fact that they had invited me about a week earlier and hadn't thought to get tickets.
Georgina tried to pull some strings but
to no avail, so within 5 minutes were turning around and going home
again... only to get a phone call once we were there saying “Hey,
I've got you seats, come back,”, and within another 5 minutes we
were in the front row next to the guest of honour. LOL.
The doco itself is very
honest stuff. She talks about her childhood, her disconnect from
feeling like a boy, her first discovery of a gay club that had drag
queens, and realisation she too could do that too, her surgery, her rape,
her acting, her political career...
Great doco.
I was about 8 or 9 was
when Georgina first moved to town, and she quickly became good friends
with my best friends Mother
(one of my many 2nd
Mothers). I remember her arrival into our lives clearly, because I
had always felt pretty odd being a boy growing up, went through
phases of wanting to be a girl, and suddenly there was this person in
our lives that we had never witnessed the likes of before.
I
remember us lined up basically staring slack-jawed at Georgina, and after she'd
gone we bombarded 2nd
Mother with questions – was she a girl or boy?...
what do you mean
she used to be a
boy?...
you mean you can do that???...
It was
the most eye opening thing to ever happen to me, just her coming to
town...
but the fact that she went on to become the elected mayor of
the town that I'd always hated growing up... it really did blow my mind.
She
showed me that absolutely anything was possible.
If a Maori
Transsexual could move to a small rural town, and become well-liked and
respected enough to be ELECTED THE MAYOR by a primarily white,
heterosexual, small-town community... well then surely I could be
myself out in the big wide world.
And
I was. And I was liked
in spite of it.
And
I've never publicly thanked her for that.
I wish I could have gushed
to her in person after the screening, but alas, many were vying for
her attention so I did what I do and gave her space...
I hate being
a blatant fan-boy...
Ugh.
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