A scene from the upcoming post about last night’s Kickass Karaoke…
I’ll post the rest of the photos later today. In the meantime, if you need to read about last night’s debauchery right now, may I suggest Meryle’s blog?
I mention John “Captain Crunch” Draper in a blog entry, and soon afterwards, Slashdot’s asking for questions to ask Captain Crunch! And yes, like me, the posters made allegations of creepy predatory behaviour.
It’s synchronicity like that that makes me ask WWJD — What Would Jung Do?
A recent Sinfest comic made things a whole lot clearer for me:
Doc’s already run the photo on his blog, but why let him have all the fun? When he was in Accordion City last month, he had a little blogflocking at Toronto’s nicest pool hall, the Academy of Spherical Arts. I blogged the event here, but haven’t yet posted the photo of Doc with my dress accordion (as opposed to the street accordion) and my infamous hat:
(and hey, while we’re posting gratuitous photos of the accordion and various Internet celebrities, why not the one with me and ubercool computer book publisher Tim O’Reilly?)
…and damned if I’m going to give up the crown.
(If you don’t know what I’m talking about, perhaps you should see the Breast Scarf and Butt Skirt postings first. At last check, I still had the number one Google entries for the phrases “breast scarves” and “butt skirt”. Yet another dubious acheivement to add to the list.)
And now — thanks to John “lemonodor” Wiseman for sending it to me (he even called me the “expert in this domain”) — I present the boob shirt:
They certainly look like a family, don’t they? Is this mother-daughter bonding, just gone terribly, terribly wrong? And the bald guy on the left — Dad, perhaps — is that sly grin one of paterfamiliar pride? And most importantly, considering that this involves both Disney and copyright issues, has Cory Doctorow been informed?
(Don’t worry about that last one — I emailed him already.)
Adam Keys reports in his blog, Bit Banger, that the breast scarf photos have finally appeared in Playboy. If you recall from an earlier blog posting, I was contacted by a Playboy photo editor, who asked if they could buy the rights to the photos. I told them that the photos were not mine, and pointed them to my friend Karin, who had forwarded them to me in an email. I guess that they managed to follow the email trail back to the rights-holders of the photos.
Never in my wildest dreams of adolescence did I conceive that someday, even Hugh Hefner’s empire would be influenced by me. I think I’ll use my best Mr. Burns voice and say “Excellent. It’s all falling into place.”
My friend, former OpenCola coworker, Blogger coder and Google employee Steve Jenson sent me this link to some naughty women’s t-shirts from the Land of the Rising Tentacle. I’d have posted it sooner, but real life weirdness got in the way.
When I wrote the New Girl story, I got a couple of joke emails and comments saying “So she’s available, right?”
But nobody ever made the joke: “So you’re available, right?”
Make an honest, charming and handsome accordion player’s day, willya?
Once again, that Accordion City institution, Kick Ass Karaoke, takes place tonight. It’s at the usual place — the infamous Bovine Sex Club — and the fun starts at 9:00 p.m.
I’ll be there, of course.
Want to know what the fuss is all about? Here’s a previous blog entry with photos.