But I don’t have anything nasty to say either. Very little to say at all in fact! Perhaps I’m just turning into a boring person in my old age.
Anywho, today is Burn’s Night so I meant to wear lots of tartan when I got up this morning, but that somewhat failed and now I have King Arthur upon my bosom. No joke 😀 But Burn’s Night means Scottish celebrations and that means haggis! And whiskey! I do love a nice bit of haggis. Your opinion? Food of the devil or deliciously misunderstood?
Rather dazed, a bit blurry and mightily entertaining. See? It’s King Arthur and he’s all shiny!
There’s the real picture of what he looks like. You have no idea how many times I had to take and re-take this thing so I didn’t look like a monkey/drunk/you couldn’t even see the picture because of the shadows. It is a Hairy shirt, I stole it for the day because I’m a mean girlfriend like that. I realised today that since Hairy and I moved in together and we use the same detergent (and he uses deodorant), I can’t steal his shirts and have them smell of him. Yes, they still do smell of him after a day but since they get washed together they smell mostly the same as my stuff. This makes me a little bit sad.
I also just got my first message on Tumblr! Sadly it’s in response to this, which if you can’t see it is a youtube video that I don’t particularly like featuring Joseph Gordon-Levitt doing a parody of a stripper dance. The blog that I reposted it from is called “This is Thin Privilege”, and takes issue with the fact that the only larger guy dancing has another waistcoat underneath his first one. Personally I don’t like the fact that about half way through a woman gets her head grabbed and basically humped until she falls off her chair.
This is the message I got (I have no qualms about sharing this, as it was courageously Anon): “You are so right! I mean, it’s not like that was a parody skit after a movie about male strippers. We should take it like super serious, because, after all, that’s what comedy is all about. Also, everyone is so concerned about that one dude who had a vest underneath his vest, but what if he felt uncomfortable getting half naked on tv? Check you privileges! The fact that someone loves their body doesn’t necessarily mean that they want everybody to see them naked.”
I’m not entirely sure what to say to that – what would you say?