I was so excited to read today about the Atheist Bus Campaign. I followed the dramas when they put the 'there's probably no God' posters on buses in the UK. I was hoping they would do something similar here. And now they have!
I felt very proud that they hit their $10,000 target so early. They're now aiming for $20,000.
If you want to read more about it or donate go to their website here.
Celebrate reason!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Paul Henry must change or go
Here's a great post by Julie at The Hand Mirror about how you can express your disgust at that super chode Paul Henry.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Tattoos are for tramps - again
So there's another Stuff blog about tattoos. If you can be bothered you can read it here. I just thought I'd pick out my fave winner comments for ya'll.
The post is pretty much about a dude asking the blogger if he should tell his lady friend not to get a tattoo she wants because HE doesn't like the design.
Here is a selection of the awesome comments in reply to this question:
"...whether young girls like to think so or not, the majority of young men (professionals) that I have worked with consider girls with tattoos to be a bit like the girl that sleeps around - fun to be with but not who you would want for your life partner or to take home."
Wow! All the men he's worked with! That must be a lot! I wish I had have thought about that before I got my tatts - I so wanted a "professional" "life partner" with views straight out of the dark ages!
"Its funny - while I think some tattoos can look good on Men, I've never found them to be attractive or desirable on Women. If anything I consider Women with tattoos to be 'rough trade' or less Lady like."
Hey at least you're being honest about the fact that you're sexist buddy! I've never been 'lady-like' whatever that means so I don't think I need to worry. Though I would run a mile from anyone who referred to human beings as 'trade'.
"Hmmm. I don't like tattoos in general. They're not called a tramp stamp for nothing. It usually denotes poor judgement on the part of a woman."
They're called tramp stamps because guys like you call them tramp stamps because you're intimidated by women with tattoos.
"show he photos of old ladies with tatoos and say do you want to look like this in front of your grandchildren? easy"
As eloquent as that is - I really don't think my grandchildren are going to like me any less because I have tattoos. And if they do judge me then I'll disown them and wonder how my kids turned into right wingers who breed crazed morally backward children.
"Call me sexist, but as a 26yo male, I don't find tatts on females attractive in the least, and the same goes for most males. (Unless its for cultural reasons, i.e. moko). I see tatts in the same way I see smoking, too many associations with "skanks" with bad attitudes and no respect for self or others. Having said that, I thought Ben Harper's forearm tatts looked awesome at Friday's concert, but I don't think anyone will be saying that in 30 years time... In the unlikely event my GF or wife wanted one, I'd beg her not to..."
Sexist. Ok that was too easy. And I'm sure Ben Harper is super gutted that you don't think his tatts (done for cultural reasons?) will stand the test of time.
"Any Tattoo might as well read:- "I'm not happy with my body, I have insecurity issues". Do you want the job of 'Human crutch'?"
I just added that last one because I thought it was funny.
The post is pretty much about a dude asking the blogger if he should tell his lady friend not to get a tattoo she wants because HE doesn't like the design.
Here is a selection of the awesome comments in reply to this question:
"...whether young girls like to think so or not, the majority of young men (professionals) that I have worked with consider girls with tattoos to be a bit like the girl that sleeps around - fun to be with but not who you would want for your life partner or to take home."
Wow! All the men he's worked with! That must be a lot! I wish I had have thought about that before I got my tatts - I so wanted a "professional" "life partner" with views straight out of the dark ages!
"Its funny - while I think some tattoos can look good on Men, I've never found them to be attractive or desirable on Women. If anything I consider Women with tattoos to be 'rough trade' or less Lady like."
Hey at least you're being honest about the fact that you're sexist buddy! I've never been 'lady-like' whatever that means so I don't think I need to worry. Though I would run a mile from anyone who referred to human beings as 'trade'.
"Hmmm. I don't like tattoos in general. They're not called a tramp stamp for nothing. It usually denotes poor judgement on the part of a woman."
They're called tramp stamps because guys like you call them tramp stamps because you're intimidated by women with tattoos.
"show he photos of old ladies with tatoos and say do you want to look like this in front of your grandchildren? easy"
As eloquent as that is - I really don't think my grandchildren are going to like me any less because I have tattoos. And if they do judge me then I'll disown them and wonder how my kids turned into right wingers who breed crazed morally backward children.
"Call me sexist, but as a 26yo male, I don't find tatts on females attractive in the least, and the same goes for most males. (Unless its for cultural reasons, i.e. moko). I see tatts in the same way I see smoking, too many associations with "skanks" with bad attitudes and no respect for self or others. Having said that, I thought Ben Harper's forearm tatts looked awesome at Friday's concert, but I don't think anyone will be saying that in 30 years time... In the unlikely event my GF or wife wanted one, I'd beg her not to..."
Sexist. Ok that was too easy. And I'm sure Ben Harper is super gutted that you don't think his tatts (done for cultural reasons?) will stand the test of time.
"Any Tattoo might as well read:- "I'm not happy with my body, I have insecurity issues". Do you want the job of 'Human crutch'?"
I just added that last one because I thought it was funny.
Concerts and shit
I saw Pearl Jam last Friday. They were waaaay, waaay better than I thought they would be. I almost choked to death on other people's weed during the Ben Harper set. Still I was smoking fags so I'm sure that pissed off people too. Ben and Eddie did a cover of Under Pressure. I kind of went nuts during that bit! Just before PJ a chick spewed on my chucks so I was kind of gutted about that. Decided keeping my place was more important than cleaning the spew off. We were right at the front so had the best spot. The sing-a-long for Better Man was incredible!
And so yeah, it was kind of my best concert ever. Which is strange because I have seen Iron Maiden and they're Gods live. But yeah, at this stage Pearl Jam in Auckland wins the battle of the live bands in my book.
Saw Gin the next night at The Powerstation. She was lovely. But these fucking chicks in front of me kept talking the whole way through it so I had to have a yell at them. The chicks didn't like that and tried to fight me. Which was a bit scary/exciting since I've never been in a fight before.
But really - who talks during a show when you're right up the front and the singer can see you? It was rude and totally disrespectful to Gin. And we can't have that.
I'm off to see B52s and The Proclaimers next Saturday. Should be fun. I'm taking my old man along. And my bestie and her parents are coming too. I am looking forward to dancing with my dad and pretending I'm five again.
(Oh and seriously Trivium are playing on the same night as Clutch in Feb. So stupid. So Mr Boganette is going to Trivium and I'm going to Clutch. We're debating whether it's possible to run from the Powerstation to the Kings Arms to see both shows - I think not, he thinks he can.)
And so yeah, it was kind of my best concert ever. Which is strange because I have seen Iron Maiden and they're Gods live. But yeah, at this stage Pearl Jam in Auckland wins the battle of the live bands in my book.
Saw Gin the next night at The Powerstation. She was lovely. But these fucking chicks in front of me kept talking the whole way through it so I had to have a yell at them. The chicks didn't like that and tried to fight me. Which was a bit scary/exciting since I've never been in a fight before.
But really - who talks during a show when you're right up the front and the singer can see you? It was rude and totally disrespectful to Gin. And we can't have that.
I'm off to see B52s and The Proclaimers next Saturday. Should be fun. I'm taking my old man along. And my bestie and her parents are coming too. I am looking forward to dancing with my dad and pretending I'm five again.
(Oh and seriously Trivium are playing on the same night as Clutch in Feb. So stupid. So Mr Boganette is going to Trivium and I'm going to Clutch. We're debating whether it's possible to run from the Powerstation to the Kings Arms to see both shows - I think not, he thinks he can.)
December 8, 2004
I remember exactly where I was on December 8, 2004 when I "heard" the news. Mr Boganette and I were on the Manly Ferry in Sydney and I was reading the paper. I have a habit of reading out the interesting bits to Mr Boganette. He generally pretends to listen and says "Wow, yeah" or "random".
That day I remember saying "Holy shit! A guy got shot five times on stage in the States". Mr Boganette looked up and said "aye? Who was it".
I'd skipped through the article and hadn't seen the name. I'd seen Damage Plan but I hadn't recognised it. I said "Darryl..oh fuck" as soon as I read the name out loud I realised. I pulled the paper down and Mr Boganette made a grab for it. "No it's not. It's not. It's not Dime".
I just stared at him and he completely freaked out. His hero Darrell "Dimebag" Abbott had been shot five times including once in the head while onstage with Damage Plan in Ohio. I didn't want him to read the article so I shoved it in the bin but he pulled it out and read it and tears started running down his face.
We got back to the backpackers and he drank a bottle of Wild Turkey and ran off. I found him crying outside abusing a bunch of Americans. Basically telling them they'd killed Dime. Sigh.
It sounds like an over-reaction but it sort of isn't. Mr Boganette had picked up the guitar as a kid because of Dime. He'd seen Pantera live and he swears Dime pointed at him from the stage. He'd listened to Pantera for years and years and years and Dime was his hero.
I understand how he feels to an extent but the people I loved died before I became obsessed with them. Before I was even alive.
But I still cry sometimes when I think about John Lennon and Janis Joplin. When I consider that I never got to see them live, that they'll never create anymore.
I think it's easy to feel like you *know* a musician. Surely everbody has had a moment when they've listened to a song and thought for a second that it was written just for them and them alone.
Not sure what this post is about. It just gets to this time of year and Mr Boganette gets quite sad. Though it's not really limited to the anniversary. Often after a few bourbons he'll put on Dime tributes and it will make him cry again. I think that stuff is important. He may not have known Dime. And the tragedy of his death is far greater for Dime's family - but the loss is still something to be honoured.
Dime helped Mr Boganette through his teen years (just as Janis helped me through mine). And it can feel like you've lost a father or mother figure.
Anyway Zakk Wylde of Ozzy and Black Label Society fame wrote a song for Dime. It's called In This River and we'll be playing that while raising a Jack and Coke on Tuesday. You can watch a beautiful performance of it here.
That day I remember saying "Holy shit! A guy got shot five times on stage in the States". Mr Boganette looked up and said "aye? Who was it".
I'd skipped through the article and hadn't seen the name. I'd seen Damage Plan but I hadn't recognised it. I said "Darryl..oh fuck" as soon as I read the name out loud I realised. I pulled the paper down and Mr Boganette made a grab for it. "No it's not. It's not. It's not Dime".
I just stared at him and he completely freaked out. His hero Darrell "Dimebag" Abbott had been shot five times including once in the head while onstage with Damage Plan in Ohio. I didn't want him to read the article so I shoved it in the bin but he pulled it out and read it and tears started running down his face.
We got back to the backpackers and he drank a bottle of Wild Turkey and ran off. I found him crying outside abusing a bunch of Americans. Basically telling them they'd killed Dime. Sigh.
It sounds like an over-reaction but it sort of isn't. Mr Boganette had picked up the guitar as a kid because of Dime. He'd seen Pantera live and he swears Dime pointed at him from the stage. He'd listened to Pantera for years and years and years and Dime was his hero.
I understand how he feels to an extent but the people I loved died before I became obsessed with them. Before I was even alive.
But I still cry sometimes when I think about John Lennon and Janis Joplin. When I consider that I never got to see them live, that they'll never create anymore.
I think it's easy to feel like you *know* a musician. Surely everbody has had a moment when they've listened to a song and thought for a second that it was written just for them and them alone.
Not sure what this post is about. It just gets to this time of year and Mr Boganette gets quite sad. Though it's not really limited to the anniversary. Often after a few bourbons he'll put on Dime tributes and it will make him cry again. I think that stuff is important. He may not have known Dime. And the tragedy of his death is far greater for Dime's family - but the loss is still something to be honoured.
Dime helped Mr Boganette through his teen years (just as Janis helped me through mine). And it can feel like you've lost a father or mother figure.
Anyway Zakk Wylde of Ozzy and Black Label Society fame wrote a song for Dime. It's called In This River and we'll be playing that while raising a Jack and Coke on Tuesday. You can watch a beautiful performance of it here.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Double standards
I don't know who this Adam Lambert dude is. But apparently he was on American Idol. He just performed at some music awards and did some crotch grinding and had a pash with a guy during the performance.
And apparently people are emotional about it.
So to clarify - Madonna can pash two chicks, an underage Miley Cyrus can grind a pole and Lady Gaga can cover herself in blood and pretend she's being hung* but a dude can't do a rauchy performance?
Double standards much?
*I thought all three performances were fucking stupid. Doing 'girl on girl' because you think it's hot is pathetic. Watching a child on a pole is sick. Lady Gaga is just...WTF.
If you're going to say you can't pretend to suck dick in a show aimed at kids (I'm assuming music awards are aimed at kids) that's fine. But you should have been saying it ten years ago when they started doing this shit. Right?
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Rock N Roll
I love this. Everything about it is awesome. The red pops. And I'm not usually a fan of pin-up tatts. It's by Werni at Rock n Roll Tattoo in Baden. The art is by Adam Turman.
UPDATE: Actually is her left arm a bit...erm...funny?
UPDATE: Actually is her left arm a bit...erm...funny?
Monday, November 16, 2009
Drinking in the sun while smoking
Mr Boganette and I are sitting on the deck drinking bourbon, smoking and enjoying the sun.
Me: This sucks. We can't drink bourbon, smoke and sit in the sun.
Mr Boganette: Why?
Me: Because when we're old we'll get liver cancer, lung cancer or skin cancer.
Mr Boganette: Or all three. And probably not even when we're old. Probably soon.
Me: It's not fair.
Mr Boganette: .....
Me: Science needs to speed up and fix shit (I'd had a few bourbons)
Mr Boganette: No. If science fixed that shit they'd be too many people. Nobody would die. The planet would be over populated and there would be too many people. (He'd had a few bourbons)
Me: I suppose
Mr Boganette: If we die from smoking or drinking or spending too much time drinking and smoking in the sun then the planet survives. We are saving the planet.
Me: Cheers
Mr Boganette: Better than recycling
Me: This sucks. We can't drink bourbon, smoke and sit in the sun.
Mr Boganette: Why?
Me: Because when we're old we'll get liver cancer, lung cancer or skin cancer.
Mr Boganette: Or all three. And probably not even when we're old. Probably soon.
Me: It's not fair.
Mr Boganette: .....
Me: Science needs to speed up and fix shit (I'd had a few bourbons)
Mr Boganette: No. If science fixed that shit they'd be too many people. Nobody would die. The planet would be over populated and there would be too many people. (He'd had a few bourbons)
Me: I suppose
Mr Boganette: If we die from smoking or drinking or spending too much time drinking and smoking in the sun then the planet survives. We are saving the planet.
Me: Cheers
Mr Boganette: Better than recycling
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