Thursday, 30 April 2009


No not the musical.

As I was walking down the street, (not the Dr Feelgood song, ) yesterday, I was behind a girl who clearly hadn't shaved her legs for some time. 

This got me thinking about women and body hair. Before the advent of disposable razors, I am assuming that women didn't shave their legs. So at some point, someone must have decided it was a good thing that women have smooth legs. And now I see that quite a lot of women shave their arms also. Who decided that arm hair was bad and had to go?

Then I started thinking about what's happening with boys. In the 80's the David Hasselhoff and Magnum PI look meant a hairy chest. If we look at your average Armaini / GQ male model now, there's usually not a chest hair to be seen. 

I read an article the other week about women shaving their pudenda and apparently over 25% of women aged 18-25 do this these days (admittedly for a variety of reasons ranging from "It makes me feel clean" to "I find it sexy" ). Who decided that no hair, or your playboy landing strip was a good idea? 

Perhaps it's all bound up inextricably with the mystery that is fashion.

If anyone wants to shed some light on the "all body hair is bad" thing, please feel free. I realise I could do some research on the net but I never said I wasn't lazy.

Wednesday, 29 April 2009

Onsen mishap

I once went skiing in Japan with a bunch of friends and a Newbie to Japan. We shall call him Green George. Green cos he had never been outside of the US of A.

One of the best things about the Japanese skiing experience is the Onsen afterwards. The big, hot communal bath, the floating sake tray, the prospect of REALLY GOOD Japanese food to come, it's all good.

This particular Onsen had a sulphur theme (rotten egg smell etc etc).

So we are all sitting in the Onsen, snow falling on our heads, on account of this bath being outside, when GG suddenly gargles some of the bathwater, howls, spits it out and says "Guys, why didn't you warn me the water was full of sulphur?"

Well, GG because
1) of the rotten egg smell
but more importantly
2) it never occurred to us that you would gargle water in a communal bath.


Next Japan story will be tales of tequila and near-death experiences in the helicopter bar.......


Monday, 27 April 2009

Not HNT, not even HNMonday

I found out about HNT quite recently.

It reminded me of one of my favourite quotes from this film (incidentally the best film ever...)

Jay: What the fuck is the Internet?
Holden: The Internet is a communication tool used the world over where people can come together to bitch about movies and share pornography with one another.

Now HNT isn't porn. However the internet is a communication tool which you can use to get semi-naked in front of lots of people who don't know you in realspace. Cool, huh, especially if you are a bit of an exhibitionist.

"Soon to be departing these fair shores Evie" mentioned that I should do something with my back, seeing as how I was boasting about it the other week. Well, she totally called my bluff and whilst I spend the next year hauling my sorry ass down the gym to try and look like an extra in "300" I suggest you go have a look here in the meantime

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

Reggae from the best film in the world ever!

And here is a great song from the best film in the world, ever!

I think I will go and play this on my bass.......

Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Front of the class

Well, today I went to Yoga and was late. So I had to be at the front.

No fields of Lycra as far as the eye can see for me today.

On the other hand, the girls got to see a lot of my superbly muscled back. 

So it all karmically balances out in the end or something.

& for those of you who want to know where I used to sit at school, it was in the back row on the right hand side. I am right handed so the right hand side of the classroom was good and often there was space between desks so you could have a clear view of the board, despite being at the back. Also you could tilt your chair back against the back wall and rest your head during the duller moments, all very restful.....

Monday, 13 April 2009

Another first

Yesterday I got a (very small) bug in my eye.

For the first time in my life, I touched my eyeball, after washing my hands, of course. 

This is a huge thing for me. I have never had to wear contacts or anything and get very uncomfortable if there is an issue with eyes. So actually fishing a piece of dead bug off my eyeball was very challenging for me. However I rose to the challenge and everything is fine now (for me that is, not the bug).

Tuesday, 7 April 2009

Yoga triumph

& while I am still sat here on the sofa, I will mention my Yoga triumph.

I go to yoga cos
a) my physio tells me to and 
b) I find it actually helps and
c) it does seem to relax me.

I am useless in an epic way but I am getting slowly better and certainly no worse. I will take that.

In any event, our instructor got us to do some new funky arm balance pose where you shoved a leg on your elbow and then lifted your other leg off the ground. I had never attempted it before and, once I had fallen over twice, actually managed to hold the pose.

I did something today I have never done before. 

And that's not a bad way to end the day

What's in a case?

All my guitars are in their travel cases post move. 

This means I haven't picked up a guitar in weeks and my NYR of playing guitar every day has gone down the toilet.

The miniscule effort involved in taking them out of their cases and putting them on stands has completely prevented me from playing them.

Gah..... can't do it. 

Maybe tomorrow