Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!

Cunning punning over at Gay Nazi Sex Vicar. (I once spent an hour listening to a shy Scottish gent with no great enthusiasm for dipthongs or final ts talking about Mozart piano concertos (The peni$ enters here, etc).)

St George the Nasty

Here‘s St George killing a hermaphrodite Swedish dragon. In Abkhazia they used to celebrate a feast of St George and the Cow. What can one do?

Can I coup my horse here?

PP senator Carlos Benet has said that Pavía entered Congress on a horse (during the 1874 coup), Tejero with a pistol (this is the 1981 coup that failed), while Zapatero arrived by suburban train (the reference is to the Al Qaeda train bombs before the elections two years ago). I don’t think Pavía actually went…

Theo van Gogh film @ the Filmoteca

Tomorrow at 7:30 they’re showing old fatso’s low-budget, quasi-real, low/high culture Interview (“The cabinet’s going to fall tonight and I’ve got to go and interview a pair of tits”; Dutch with Spanish subtitles(?)) as part of a Dutch film week. There’s a full programme here (PDF), but I make this the pick of the bunch.

More citizen journalists…

Manel Al Qaafr and the people over at Hispalibertas are launching something. Here are some rules for contributors, and here‘s how to get a look at a trial version. I’m sceptical: I think the future of participatory journalism lies not in sites like this but rather in a combination of mass, diffuse publishing with improved…

Killing the pig

Jayne’s got a photo here, and here’s an old joke which is told in Spain and probably in other places too: A farmer brings home a new horse, which immediately gets sick. The farmer calls out the vet, who takes one look and says, “That horse of yours is in a bad way. Make it…

Overheard

So if that’s Badalona, where’s Goodalona?

For sale: TheBaldie.com

Just received an update reminder for thebaldie.com. Taking offers from baldie.com (not work-safe) and other hairless freaks via the usual channel. If no one wants it, I’ll probably renew it anyway, just so you don’t think baldies come cheap…

Happiness…

… is an extremely drunken Russian musician careering down a street mounted cowboy style on a wheeled drafting plotter. Fortunately no one was killed.