Flutes – Hot Chip
Wake up.
Slide out of bed.
Onto my knees.
Groan. Continue Reading »
July – Mundy
Bleak. Reek. Eek. What a week. Funk me, eh, peek.
So I’m out Sunday night doing stand-up in a placed called Flappers out in Burbank. Sound people in charge. No apeness. No ridiculousness going on back stage. All good. First time doing a gay centric show. Didn’t realise it was one until it began. The name – Beyond The Rainbow – should’ve given it away. I thought they were having an Irish/leprechaun/pot of gold kind of night. Nay. Gay. Good old hoot. Gay folk know how to Continue Reading »
Hollywood (Felix Da Housecat Remix) – Penguin Prison
Off the top of my head I can only think of two things: Continue Reading »
Roxanne – Strange Talk
Birthday. Birthmonth. Bert on! Beach. Party. Celebration. Malibu. Malibooze. Maliboobs! Paradise. Cove. Kaw. Bird. Shrimp. Wine. Cocktails. Lounge chairs. Hi life. Hello living. Drink. Glass. My. Hand. Gulp. Pause. Laugh. Another drin- Plop. Huh? Seagull. Kaw. Kaw. KAAWW! Flying. Attacking. Dropping. Dumping. Plopping. Into. Glass. Hand. Mine. Dunk. Lucky? Me!
So that was a fun birthday. Speaking of… Continue Reading »
What’s Going On? – Marvin Gaye
So the other day I got this wonderful letter in the post from a blogaruu reader which I thought I would reply to…
‘Howdy,
Just wanted to say great hair! Also. What have you been up to lately?
Goodbye for now,
Murk Waters.’
Howdy yourself, Murk Waters, great to hear from you. Thanks for the hair compliment too, very kind. I’m sure you’ve a fine flowing fro yourself as well. Actually, did I tell you I recently got a haircut? Here’s a photo some clown took of it… Continue Reading »
Chigadaging – Ukulélé Club de Paris
“It’s just great that you’re back!”
Yeah, mighty!
“How was the flight? What did you eat? Have you eaten? What would you like to eat? I have chicken, turkey, ham, steak-”
Mum…
“Oh right, something healthier? I have salad, salmon, sea bass-”
No, Mum… Mum.
“We could get something else if you lik-”
MUUUUUMMMMAAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!
And with that my Mum drove straight through the barrier in the airport car park. Continue Reading »