I am still leaking flourecent boogers, but I have managed to go outside a little. It was Wade's birthday on Sunday, and I lasted till 12:30! And ate some beef! Pretty cool.
Last night BJ and I went to an event thrown by my old friend Victor Wynd, at which Goodbye To Berlin author Christopher Isherwood's biographer, the enviably named Peter Parker spoke about the life and times of his prey. The man spoke for a good hour, but the main lesson of the evening seemed to be about how much Isherwood (and his biographer) enjoyed buggering young (and preferably disadvantaged) boys, and how amusing the audience thought that was.
Oh to be of "good stock"! With money no longer a concern, the human is free to pursue artistic interests and buggery to his heart's desire.
Yes. BJ somehow lost his wallet on the way out. Well, the wallet turned up after some searching, but minus the wad of money he'd taken out that was to last him the whole coming month. BJ is expecting a baby soon (well, his wife is), so every penny is even more important than it used to be. A very sad thing to see. Hopefully, today, my friend has awoken in this glorious sunshine and thought of all manner of ways to enjoy the month without the aid of money (or buggery).
Good news! My T shirt people finally availed themselves with new screens, after weeks of really rather bungling fuckery, and I am promised T Shirts will "be with you Wednesday". By "you" they mean "me", so I shall set the day aside to bag and post your clothing.
Have I shrieked at you about these weaponised insects they're making at The Pentagon yet?
For the past 50 years, work by the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA) -- the Pentagon's blue skies research outfit -- has led to some of the most lethal weaponry in the U.S. arsenal: from Hellfire-missile-equipped Predator drones and stealth fighters and bombers to Tomahawk cruise missiles and Javelin portable "fire and forget" guided missiles. For the last several years, DARPA has funneled significant sums of money into a very different kind of guided missile project, its Hybrid Insect MEMS (HI-MEMS) program. This project is, according to DARPA, "aimed at developing tightly coupled machine-insect interfaces by placing micro-mechanical systems [MEMS] inside the insects during the early stages of metamorphosis." Put simply, the creation of cyborg insects: part bug, part bot.
Right now, researchers are already growing insects with electronics inside them. They're creating cyborg moths and flying beetles that can be remotely controlled. One day, the U.S. military may field squadrons of winged insect/machine hybrids with on-board audio, video or chemical sensors. These cyborg insects could conduct surveillance and reconnaissance missions on distant battlefields, in far-off caves, or maybe even in cities closer to home, and transmit detailed data back to their handlers at U.S. military bases.
OK. So. Imagine if, say Iran were developing fuckin' cyborg fuckin' wasps. The uproar! Fucking I'd say that was reason enough to nuke them! Jesus! And here's Uncle Sam playing Dr Frankenstein with buggiewugs, and no one seems even mildly perturbed. Well I am seriously perturbed! Real wasps are bad enough, let alone remote controlled evil US Army Wasps with their stingers dipped in AIDS and mounted with fuckin' cameras. Christ On A Stick! There isn't even any kind of pretend medical advantage in this research! It is purely for the purpose of MURKING and SNEAKING and MORE MURKING!
Pretty, PRETTY lame.