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Me and the calculator go way back. We looked at BOOBLESS together from a young age.

Let’s face it, we’re all fucked. If we’re not gonna fall to some kind of inevitable nuclear war, we have a multitude of viable alternative deaths waiting happily in the wings. 505 more words

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P.S. Never surrender.

Long weekend begins now, so this is gonna be a loose and scattered entry. In case you forgot it was Remembrance Day tomorrow, they’ve Monday-ised the holiday for some professions. 498 more words

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I'm not C.K.ing sanctuary.

Well, the Louis C.K. bomb has finally been dropped. The rumours have been around for years. With the frequency of their resurgence, I’d hope that we didn’t have any doubt over their truth. 763 more words

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Beetloaf? How would anyone ever figure that out?

I was listening to a playlist and David Bowie’s “Heroes” came on. It’s a great song, obviously. This ain’t no hot take. It’s not like you were in doubt about Bowie’s discography until I came down from on high and anointed it with my blessing.  537 more words

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It'll be like my teenage years all over again (except for the angst and random boners that is).

It’s getting late and I don’t know what to write. Part of the trouble is that I want to have direction. If I start with a good enough prompt, it’ll give me somewhere to go. 788 more words

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More wankery

I just assumed that all gallery websites would allow you to download images and then upload them to a website for non-commercial use. Not so! The National Gallery does. 88 more words

Because of course I'd have no skin. I don't know how you do it.

I wouldn’t bet on any cohesion today. So with that out of the way, let’s get into it.

As a teenager I resented that I wasn’t a good enough artist to masturbate to my own sketches (oh, and if you’re reading this mum, hi!). 811 more words

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