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Warning: Contains Brief Reference to the Male Genitalia
I'm fairly tall for a female of the species, but nothing absurd. I do have big feet and finding shoes is always a bore. I also have large hands, so it's usually men's gloves for me. My nose? I love it dearly, but not a button nose. My nose has odes of personality.
So I have large feet, hands and nose. Were I male, the penis conversion table (yes, you read it right) tells me I'd carry around an extra 24.4 cm (or 9.6 inches for those who are metric impaired). I find it rather stupefying that there would be a shoe/penis size >converter<, but it is the internet and it has given new meaning to seek and thou shalt find. In my defence - I was seeking to convert only my shoe size (Bra/Euro) - the penis information just showed up uninvited.
The gay man in me is appalled at the thought of what could have been.
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I came across a rather enthusiastic review of The Singing Detective. It's evidence that this world is full of very different people with very different ideas of what is considered good and what is considered torture. Of course, a better reminder is when Ann Coulter shows up anywhere at all.
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You know that nativity scene that's causing all the unexpected raucous at >Madame Tussaud<? Somebody tried to vandalise the thing. Big words like controversial were used. Wasn't that the whole point? To have the press make a big fuss over it so people would go and cough up the moolah to see the creepy wax statues with their glass eyes unblinkingly staring at you? Can't you just imagine the Tussaud people all happy over even more press coverage for their manufactured controversy?
"He pushed Posh and Becks over. It caused some damage but we don't know how much. The baby Jesus is fine," said a spokeswoman for Madame Tussaud's waxwork museum in London Monday.
I have no problem with the whole thing as long as I don't have to pay the 19 pounds to see it. I mean, they must have somebody with a healthy sense of humour there... Bush, Blair and the Duke of E. as the Three Wise Men? I know... their joke was one of those way too easy things and it lacked subtlety, but, in case you have failed to notice, I'm easy and a laugh is always welcome. Though it would have been funnier if it had been done in earnest.
Incidentally - the perp is still at large.
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I have a serious question: if I happen to enjoy humour that is galaxies removed from PC, does that make me a prejudiced chauvinistic homophobic racist bigot?
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I'll post this now with no Spell Check just for the fun of it. The risk! The thrill! It almost feels like when you're a kid and you pedal really hard on your bike, close your eyes and then let it fly downhill.
You're right - it doesn't.
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Time has been killed. It has been poked, stabbed, garrotted and drowned in true Druid fashion and now it will rest eternal in some bog*.
Car is here, gone now.
*"In 1983, police in Macclesfield, located in Cheshire, England, were investigating reports that a man named Peter Reyn-Bardt had murdered his wife, Malika, 23 years earlier. Some time before, he'd apparently boasted that he had killed her, dismembered her and buried her body in the back yard, yet when interviewed, he denied the accusations. The case stalled as police found no physical evidence against him. However, by some chance, Mr. Reyn-Bardt's back yard opened on to what had become a peat company's extraction site. On May 13, men working on the peat elevator discovered a well-preserved skull which the forensic pathologist identified as a 30 to 50-year-old European female. When confronted with this discovery, Mr. Reyn-Bardt confessed to the murder. Police continued their investigation in the peat, and decided to involve Oxford University's Research Laboratory for Archaeology. Just before the Reyn-Bardt case went to trial, Oxford came forward with a date for the skull-they had found it to be 1660-1820 years old."