If you are a woman, here’s another reason you might wanna consider that sex-op – if you fall asleep on a plane, you might get jizzed on. Check the mochyn report on some poor American girl:

“Near the end of the flight, the FBI said Gonzalez sat next to the woman as she was trying to sleep. He touched her, which she described as spooning, lifted her shirt and then got up and left. Court documents said she felt a warm fluid on her back, clothes and seat after he walked away. She told the officers he had ejaculated on her.”

Weak! Apparently the dude is facing 6 months in jail. 6 months is nothing to a serial pervert in God’s America (unless he’s a Bush). As someone commenting on the ever riotous Byron Crawford‘s blog pointed out, “almost seems worth it to grope and jizz on some random hot woman on an airplane.”

Who said she was hot?

Anyway. I have been busy making what people in the rap community tend to term “bangers”. Lots of really fast hi-hats and descending toms.

Ha! I just had a mental image of loads of cats coming out of the clouds bearing arms.

Ahem. Yeah, it is all super good. Dego brown came round yesterday, which was lucky for him as I’d been up all night making some shocking piece of music, and lucky for me, as he spat some fireballs on it.

In other news, the programme we’ve been making for Al Gore’s new TV station is finished, and you might just be able to see the Hypocrite video on YouTube tomorrow.

What a wonderful world.

Rah then. My boy Joey Driscol has been nominated for best Live Act in the Indy Music Awards, whatever they are. It’s fair, Joey is really good live. He does a one man version of Outkast’s The Whole World that bangs. I just voted, but I had to give my email address, which rather sucked. I suppose I could have put a fake one in. I hate email harvesters. People keep telling me I need to make you give your email every time you download something or leave a post. I suppose we DO have to spend too much time deleting spam off the threads. I hate giving my email address every time I look at some dumb website. But whatever.

That shit at the top? Well, I was reading this interview with Gene Simmons, and it reminded me that I was planning on selling you some hand made statuettes of The Blob. I make him with Fimo for flesh and a bit of metal for a spine, then I stick him in the over. I burned one innit. You gots to be careful with blobs. Who wants one?

— Thursday, March 8th, 2007