#the disinhibition effect

I just read about the dis-inhibition effect. This is when, for example, you say that your boss is a mental cripple with the face of a bashed crab, forgetting that he’s also a Facebook “friend”. Not even NetNanny can prevent catastrophic stupidity online and its ending lots of jobs and relationships. So for the record, i think all of you rock, those stories were about someone else, and sure, the earth moved. Continue reading #the disinhibition effect

celebrity?

Today I saw a real life celebrity meltdown. This is apparently the behaviour that put Charlize on the A-star list, but there is nothing quite so awful as a barely known, two-star “performer” trying to tear apart one of the little people.   It was like watching wild dogs eat a gnu alive – riveting, but abhorrent. There was even the shriek of, “Do you know who I am?” Of course we do, you’re that self-obsessed loser from the TV. Continue reading celebrity?

Me, my colon and I

Tomorrow I shall test Nietzsche’s famous quote, “if you stare into the abyss for long enough, the abyss stares into you” when a team of medical professionals will put a camera where the sun has never shone. For the record, if the abyss does stare back… well, lets just agree that medical science will come off second best in a showdown Continue reading Me, my colon and I

a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

A night out when I was a kid was a milkshake and movie. Just a few years later, it was a line of horse tranquilizer, a gorilla called Steve and a fag hag dressed like Carmen Miranda. Now, it’s the finals of the Shady-Pines Macrame Championships and a glass of warm milk with cinnamon. Somebody kill me. Continue reading a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

I’ve taken up horse riding!

I thought cowboys were cool, until I reached age thirty-something, got on a horse that simply refused to move forward, and was ridiculed by snotty eight year girls galloping about on Sea Biscuit with their first place ribbons flying in their hair. Those hateful little shits are the reason therapists have careers. Continue reading I’ve taken up horse riding!