I love your tongue and I love the wicked things it says

[alexsarll]

Eight days since I updated? It's not as if I haven't been doing stuff, much of it fun; I'm just not sure a lot of it would make for an account anyone else wants to read. Consider diggerdydum drinks, for instance, where without the pseudo-fez pictures I'd just be left with a series of recursive in-jokes of which "something for the Richard Dadds" is probably the only one that bears repeating. And the only issue of the day to exercise me centres around the arrival of .xxx, a domain expressly designated for filth. Now, any smart company has all their suffixes registered, don't they? .com may be your brand, but you buy up .net as well, and .co.uk, and so forth. But how about this? Who will register tesco.xxx? disney.xxx? earlylearningcentre.xxx?

So, what is there to report? An old colleague's book launch on Friday (strange how any home movie of a certain vintage now acts as an instant signifier for nostalgia, almost regardless of content), then on to the final Cross Kings AFE. A venue I'd hated beforehand, but have come to forgive even its appalling murals simply by association with this night. It's only fitting for a Stay Beautiful-inspired event to be forced into something of the same wander around London, I suppose, but I hope it can take its atmosphere with it better than SB sometimes managed.
Went for pizza on Saturday. In the great Finsbury Park pizza war, I have always sided with Porchetta, simply because they do quattro formaggi better, but they've just had an ill-advised refurb and installed a load of blaring, glaring plasma screens, so we figured Pappagone was worth another try. And we got outside tables, and the pizzas were yummy (I went fiorentina instead), and everything was fine...and then they rolled down their own big screen. Quiet, at least, but being outside put us behind and to one side of it, and trying to signal to the staff inside felt like being in a ghost story where you're trapped in a mirror. Took 15 minutes to get the bill. Fvcking footballism.
Sunday was a Brontosaurus Chorus show, with some of them supporting themselves as Dinosaur Senior, the dino-masked and -themed covers band. Both fine sets, ditto the astonishing-looking Pussycat & the Dirty Johnsons, who thought I looked bored but how can one be when there's a girl with her hair done up like ears stomping around tables in a catsuit, screaming? I just have a jaded face. All this in the Bloomsbury Bowl, but not the one I knew - turns out there's another bar, the Kingpin Suite, which is nearly as bling as the name suggests; they have Baywatch pinball and even the ventilation ducts are mirrored.

Comments

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

SO MANY XS. Did I ever tell you about the University of Derby's porn crackdown where they just suspended everyone who had been accessing URLs with an above average number of Xs? Which in practice meant suspending all the Chinese staff and students. Nice work, chaps.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

The interbet.

[augstone.livejournal.com]

wow. i had a dream years ago where all p0rn sites were .cum .

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

I am picturing you delivering this as an 'I have a dream...' speech. Is that wrong?

[augstone.livejournal.com]

yes. yes, it is ; )

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

"A dream that one day white people and black people will walk hand in hand - and that's not the only bits that will be in each other, either!"

Pussycat & the Dirty Johnsons

[obsessive-katy.livejournal.com]

They play the Fox on a semi-regular basis. Have to say, I'm a little bored of their shtick now and am getting worried that she only ever seems to be wearing the same outfit.

xx

Re: Pussycat & the Dirty Johnsons

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

She did have another one on the website but yes, I have known bands like that (though at least Luxembourg made a schtick of it). Whether I would like them so much on a regular basis, I do not know, but as a random support band they were quite arresting. Even if my face did not say so.

Re: Pussycat & the Dirty Johnsons

[shewho.livejournal.com]

yeah, saw them supporting someone somewhere a while back. was interesting until i figured out her hair, got bored for the rest of the set.

i wish i didn't remember either

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

You forgot Goat6.

Re: i wish i didn't remember either

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

CURSE YOU!

Re: i wish i didn't remember either

[freakytigger.livejournal.com]

Now, what you need to do is picture the space-time vortex, and then...

Re: i wish i didn't remember either

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

CEASE, FOOLISH MORTAL!

[puzzled-anwen.livejournal.com]

Diggerdydrinks was fun, even though I hadn't a clue what you were all on about half the time.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

I think a lot of the time it's like Mornington Crescent, and the trick is just not to admit that.

[puzzled-anwen.livejournal.com]

Heh, probably. Also, Horrible Histories is great for mumservice, today's episode had the really hot guy who's also in Rev naked but for some woad and a strategically placed watering can, AND the other fairly hot guy as a topless Egyptian with lovely makeup.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

Good old the BBC.

[xandratheblue.livejournal.com]

Is it bad that I'm giggling at the term "footballism"?

[puzzled-anwen.livejournal.com]

The Portuguese for 'footballer' is 'futebolista'. This is why Portuguese is GREAT.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

It just seems quite fitting to align it with similarly undesirable things such as terrorism, fascism &c. Also, 'footballist' makes a nice catch-all term for the players, the owners, the fans - the whole stinking lot of them.