My Notebook

Most of this probably won't make much sense to you...meh, Que Sera, Sera.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

I'm not dead

Apparently, neither I, nor this little page seem to have ceased to exist yet . Whilst today gave me little time for memories or thoughts I present a small tribute to those who still read- the complete collection of Calvin and Hobbes.


Cheers,

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Non più andrai

This is my regiment's marchpast, it worries me...

Non più andrai, farfallone amoroso,
notte e giorno d'intorno girando;
delle belle turbando il riposo
Narcisetto, Adoncino d'amor.
Non più avrai questi bei pennacchini,
quel cappello leggero e galante,
quella chioma, quell'aria brillante,
quel vermiglio donnesco color.
Tra guerrieri, poffar Bacco!
Gran mustacchi, stretto sacco.
Schioppo in spalla, sciabla al fianco,
collo dritto, muso franco,
un gran casco, o un gran turbante,
molto onor, poco contante!
Ed invece del fandango,
una marcia per il fango.
Per montagne, per valloni,
con le nevi e i sollioni.
Al concerto di tromboni,
di bombarde, di cannoni,
che le palle in tutti i tuoni
all'orecchio fan fischiar.
Cherubino alla vittoria:
alla gloria militar.

Monday, February 05, 2007

It's back....

It became distressingly aware to me that a link I had posted long ago to a precious gem of culture by Glukoza Nostra, had become defunct - so here I present the updated link to "Schweine / Shvanie [pigs]"....


And Bunnikens - consider this revenge for repeated threats of emasculation.


Cheers,

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Grooming like a man

It's finally been clinically proven that making young boys use girly soaps and shampoos can literally make them grow breasts, (Yahoo News Link, New England Journal of Medicine Summary). This is nature's subtle way of saying that sented soaps are for girls and only for girls - if some guy wants to start smelling like a girl then God's going to make him start looking like one too.

Men are supposed to wash themselves with hot water and soap so harsh that it peels off tattoos. Shaving soap isn't supposed to be scented with flowers, it's supposed to be a big white lump that smells slightly frightening. Of course this lump isn't foamy, so that's where shaving brushes come in - badger hair is best, and optimally you should club the badger yourself (although I still haven't been able to figure out if I can actually get a permit for badger clubbing). We're not supposed to shave with 6 bladed vibrating abomonations of technology; I've been using my straight razor for quite some time now, it's like a big knife but ridiculously sharper. Little nick on your jugular from shaving or badger hunting? Use a stypic pencil, sure its more painful than rubbing salt on a wound, but you're a man right?

Guys, just remember to make your grooming routine as dangerous and unpleasant as possible and things will be okay; the girls will take care of scented soaps and bubbly foams.



Cheers,