Monday, November 16. 2009
Continue reading "Snolo contendere"
Contrary to folk wisdom about the leopard being unable to change her spots, here in Cat Central we of course heed the fashion, and with the upcoming Winter, an upgrade to Snow Leopard seems very much the order of the day.
Except of course nothing ever goes smoothly.
Here are the notes from the front unabridged and glossless admittedly not so much to provide an unadultered account but because I'm busy beating the doggone thing into submission. Maybe there is some truth to the whole static spots thing after all
Tuesday, September 15. 2009
Sunday, June 28. 2009
Cleaning up I found some promotional stuff from
Joop! that's been sitting there for G-d knows how long. It seems like another strange credo in favor of diceless role-playing:
Playing with dice? Kiss mine arse!
Rush Roll the bones
Thursday, May 28. 2009
By popular demand, here's more material from the Silk scarf/latex session. 'nuf said.
Nelly Furtado Maneater
Continue reading "Who is a man? Give us a clue!"
I am not your senorita
I am not from your tribe
In the garden I did no crime
So, they upheld Prop H8 in California, denying homosexual people the right to marry. Not that that right would even amount to much on the federal level anyway, in case you'd wondered. It's quite surreal. As women (and lesbians, and whatever else), most of us are used to systemic and institutional discrimination, to threats, to the emergent properties of all thatΉ, but it's still surreal to so very openly see it in codified law of a Western country.
Sure, we already live in a golden cage in that as women, we can't easily go to live and/or work in countries that severely limit our freedoms and legal rights², so that's another way our work-options are limited versus men's, but seriously, it feels like suffrage in Switzerland (complete in the early '70s), or interracial marriage in the US ('60s): Open discrimination in actual law seems like a thing of the past in the west, like something from our mothers' and grandmothers' generations. It's like saying,
"Yeah, we're discriminating against you, whatcha gonna do about it?" Where is our Loving v Virginia? And will it have as memorable a name?
Woman, John Lennon sang in '72,
is the n
of the world; a phrase coined by Yoko. While that phrasing is unfortunate especially by today's standards and invites oppression Olympics, it is very tempting to compare the (nominal) vote for black men and women's suffrage (~50 years lag from the former to the latter), interracial and homosexual marriage (~50 years and counting), the first black president vs not even having had a female vice president. Which all in all seems to guarantee only one thing: black lesbians finish last. That's intersectionality for you.
Alien Sex Fiend Here come the bone people
Sunday, May 24. 2009
For once, we're following up our last installment within the week!
Samsonite sleep mask.
- Nose-guard. This mask has an extra fold that goes between nose and eyes intended to keep the light out.
- Toned-down look. More professional-looking than most alternatives when going on a transatlantic flight with colleagues.
- Size adjustable.
- Comes with ear plugs.
- It's in anthracite. That's already far better than white, but I prefer black on the inside, just to be on the safe side. This isn't outright bad, but could arguably be better.
- The strap fastens with velcro. If you have short hair, that's fine. Otherwise, you may or may not get your hair stuck in the velcro if you simply wear the mask, but you certainly will if you ever adjust the strap while wearing the mask.
- If the size and shape of your nose aren't what the designers figured they should be, the nose-guard which otherwise is a great idea can be irritating and uncomfortable.
Addendum: kikka holds up his own with what looks suspiciously like our Exhibit V.
Friday, May 22. 2009
As announced in the last installment, this time it's about the grim meathook future where it's all about sleep. Or well, that's how the props worked out. In fact, the original concept had a riding crop instead of Iustitia's sword, but wouldn't you know it, there wasn't a crop to be found in the building, and the ostrich feather that was used instead never made it into the final selection. But yeah, it seems a fair enough superheroine concept,
Lady Justice, sort of a mix of Iustitia, the Judge from B:TAS, and not a touch of Lady Death!
Black silk scarf.
Ye olde sex shoppe or pretty much anywhere, really.
- Silk! More pleasant to the touch than most other solutions, even in warm weather.
- Versatile. The more layers you fold in, the higher the opacity.
- One size fits most.
- If your nose tentpoles enough for light to get it, you can simply fold one or two extra layers to include the entirety of it into your little world of darkness. No nose too large, no nose too small!
- Soft for a snug fit; likely won't move when you turn your head on the pillow.
- A good choice even if you're on a budget.
- The knot has to go somewhere, and we don't mean "in front," so there's always one side left, right, or back of the head that you can't rest on, and chances are that as soon as you've literally tied the knot, that's how you want to rest.
- If you do this while drunk, you might end up tieing your hair into the knot.
Sunday, May 3. 2009
Continue reading "DetoX//reduX"
Clearly the Detox Series (1 2 3) was too cryptic to those readers with better things to do than keeping tabs on persistent trends in fashion photography. I published those pictures here to make a comment on the ongoing trend of the eroticizing of women's discomfort in fashion photography, such as in police brutality, war crimes, withdrawal (the latter having the most obvious connection to my set), the infamous D&G gang rape chic ad, sexy corpses on Next Top Model (which in turn is echoed in shows like
Law & Order Sexy Female Corpse Unit), et cetera. And those, you see, are just the ones I remember off the top of my head; I remember a rape victim shoot in German Vogue ten years before that, and stuff before that, and stuff before that. It's not new. It's just converging, it seems, with the outright torture porn, and the ever-growing tendency towards cruelty in mainstream pornography, because, you see, there is a finite combination of orifices and hair colours, but cruelty is boundless something to consider if you want to sell more than ten movies.
Marc Lavoine Vogue le magazine
Friday, May 1. 2009
So I was over in the park, knee-deep (well, up to 3") in snowy seeds, took a wrong turn, and found myself in a minor forest fire.
It's kinda hard to take seriously a fire that's all of three inches high, but still, it seemed to cover a good portion of the eastern slope. And of course, Google Maps failed to get a good lock on my position that we could have given the fire brigade. You gotta hate when that happens.
In other news, having to chain three sshs to tweet that seems
But yeah, it's the barbeque season, what do I even expect.
I heard the sirens off in the distance as I left the park.
Lloyd Cole and the Commotions Forest Fire
Wednesday, April 29. 2009
I was writing this here article, collecting some outtakes lines that were just too evil, or that wouldn't fit in with anything I was writing/drawing at the time , but somehow, it never came together. For instance, how do you know you're done? So I guess that means I've finally found a use for twitter
When Superman grew up in Russia in an alternative history, he was Red Son. Who would Alfred be, Red Butler?
See twitter for more throwaway rubbish now also in the sidebar!
There's such a duplication of concepts in superhero comics. Plastic Man and Elongated Man, for a start. Then, Starfire and Fire are both flying models with big breasts and a ranged energy attack, of course. Corona is another one, a fire elemental from Aquaman. And what's with those ice-themed villains? Killer Frost? Captain Cold? Mr Freeze? Lady Skifahr?
Friday, April 17. 2009
Continue reading "Netizen"
Kangaroos in Sweden PirateBay guys convicted
«The court said we were organised. I can't get Gottfrid out of bed in the morning. If you're going to convict us, convict us of disorganised crime.»Zensursula
«This wasn't a criminal trial, it was a political trial. It is just gross beyond description that you can jail four people for providing infrastructure.»
In other news, I stood and was counted at the German Presseamt earlier today. Demo against censorship, and calling out the government's bullshit reasoning: That censorship is needed to fight child pornograpy. Interestingly, most child-porn servers are in European countries where they're highly illegal, so a handful of activists armed with the block-list called the providers, and the providers switched off most of those sites within the day. This means they did more against child porn within the existing framework within one day than the government have accomplished within a year; either our overlords and -ladies are hideously incompetent, or they're lying to us about what they're trying to do. In either case, they've got to go.
And that's not even going into how problematic it seems to make that good porn/bad porn distinction.
R.E.M. Exhuming McCarthy
Monday, April 13. 2009
but I love the world!
She's "almost 48." She's unemployed. She's not conventionally pretty. But she has a dream
You show 'em!
Anyway, they won't let me embed the actual video, so this entry gets a splash image (haha, splash, get it?) instead, and you'll have to go to u-tube to watch it. Like right now.
Also check out how in love the judge looks four minutes in. : )
Saturday, April 11. 2009
Continue reading "Detox"
deTox, or even
detoXX. Guess the '90s are over.
So, beautiful's too easy, eh?
Take picture of self, GIMP it up.
For extra credit, publish original.
Well, it's not like I didn't rise to the challenge.
Auto-White Balance, Select Foreground, Brightness/Contrast, Make Wonderful
The problem is, this shit is bogus. Like in The Laws of Thermodynamics.
If you don't have a patriarchy-approved body, nothing you do is "pretty." And, you know, you don't get to quit the game. You get dissed for having the audacity of displaying a non-fuckable body in public.
If you do have a P-approved body, you don't get out, either. If you do mainstream pornisation, some men will get off on it. If you do mainstream gross-out, many men will still get off on it. You only get to choose between signifying
sex or signifying
chicks are dumb sluts (and therefore unthreatening). You do not get to quit the game.
But no worries, 40, 45, 50, something like that, we'll quit the game for ya, and you'll become invisible. Welcome to the Patriarchy.
Pink Floyd Welcome to the machine