Flashcube

If you spend as much time as I do hacking HTML and CSS as I do, then you can appreciate Yahoo’s contribution to web development. Whether you need CSS page grids or menu controls, they’ve got you sorted. It’s all available as a free download from Sourceforge. By the way, if anyone knows how to make a nested DIV vertically expand its parent, let me know. It’s been a bug in my ass for the last few days.

Andy Warhol’s diary has been posted as blog entries 29 years later. How fitting.

I love when people send me links of stuff that I might actually like. This one was sent to me this morning and features several 60′s French language videos and performances. Most interesting to me is the debut performance by France Gall singing “Poupee Du Cire, Poupee Du Son” at the 1965 Eurovision Song Contest. It pretty much launched her career so it was nice to see her both sing and then accept the award while flanked by the songs writer Serge Gainsbourg.

Not for me, dumbass. I’m flying out to Victoria this weekend for a friends wedding. It’s fun being a wedding guest. Of the last two weddings I went to, one is ending up in divorce. Whoops. I have a feeling that this one will turn out though. But that’s a feeling that’s based on that I haven’t met the groom yet. I expect nothing but the best and failing that I can retire to my hotel room and sample the best in television that Victoria has to offer.

Whether or not Pony Play is part of your repertoire is besides the point. The real issue here is why the fuck wasn’t I invited to this party.

Okay, so I haven’t really posted much over the last week or so. I will provide an explanation though. I’ve been distracted by two things: 7 season of Buffy The Vampire Slayer on DVD and playing dumb video games on my computer. The game in question is Postal 2 which to call morally lacking would be an understatement. It bad enough when you blow up things and people without remorse. It’s another thing to do so in cheat mode where nothing can hurt you. Thankfully, I have a short attention span to those type of things and even more thankfully I am able to differentiate between a game and reality and won’t be going all Columbine any time soon. Besides I just started season 4 of Buffy and things are starting to get really good.

Wank for peace and harmony and pleasure as well. If you don’t feel like that, I suppose there’s always Jump Rope for Heart which I did a few times in elementary school. Jumping rope, that is as I’ve never ever touched myself.

The Phillips Bodygroom shaves everywhere. I mean, everywhere.

Do you bugs? Do you like basketball? Well, I don’t like bugs but I do like basketball despite the fact I’m super-crappy at it so lets make a compromise and shoot some hoops. If you live in the Mission area in Calgary let me know so you can join the Mission Bugs neighbourhood basketball team. You bring the ball, I’ll bring the suck. Let me know if you’re interested in the comments.

I’ve never been to an orgy nor have I hosted very many parties. According to this article hosting an orgy looks a lot less fun than one would think. In fact, it looks like a logistical nightmare. You have to consider inviting the right mix of people that would get along, provide refreshments and contraceptives and let’s not forget about cleaning up the day after. Is it really worth it? I mean, attending one might be a blast. Well except for the possible STDs but other than that fun city.