Operation Global Media Domination: no more games

TIAIt seems nobody cares if Harry Potter is dead. Nobody but the BBC, that is, which commented on my post about the story in the Guardian. The BBC is trawling my blog for readers: while I am somewhat stunned at this micro-, nay, nanomanagement, I’m okay with it if they’ll only give me the linkie luv. Translation: they don’t allow you to leave the URL of your blog your signature, ie like this: raincoaster. Frightfully Web 1.0 of them.

In other OGMD news, the Mento and Diet Coke Fountain Madness is dying out as those mad scientists lay the smackdown on YouTube and the video has been kaput for a week now, after nicely threatening the existence of my blog. I wonder how long you have to respond to those threats before the powers that be nuke the blog. Could be tricky, as I do not actually have electricity at home at the moment.

And although for the past several days it’s been beating the coprophilia out of the Beautiful Agony post, today nobody is interested in Watching the World Cup For Free. Is it over or something?

I only care about the Stanley Cup, yo. Do they even have ice in Carolina?

Brokebeer Mountain

from Raj, who probably had no idea I’d load it on Youtube. But there ya go; live and learn (to cross me off your forward lists).

Canadian Rock: Bigger! Harder! Boozier!

deja vu all over again…tissue?

Here’s a report from the GalleyCat blog on MediaBistro, of all places, on what Alan Moore’s up to now. This should be good for what we in the biz call “coverage.” Wide coverage.

Peter Pan Heirs Protest Wendy’s Porn Comic

Moore’s latest project, Lost Girls: a “porno-graphic” novel in which Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz meets Alice from Alice in Wonderland and Wendy from Peter Pan, and (as near as I can make out from the descriptions) they tell each other X-rated versions of their stories while having hot sex with each other.

Ellie Dee in the Land of Woz...it's still around here somewhere under all the Vanity FairsWell, near as I can make out this is actually just a retread of Ellie Dee in the Land of Woz, which is an old comic book from the XXX Cherry Poptart comic juggernaut by Larry Welz, and which is still around here somewhere, no doubt under all the unpaid bills and piles of Vanity Fair back issues. That comic featured Cherry’s geeky friend Ellie falling through a wormhole in her laptop or somesuch and ending up in the land of Woz, ie Steve Wozniak, inventor of the Apple computer. The Wicked Witch of the West was a dominatrix and the Tin Man was a horny robot. Sorry, pix will have to wait. Strangely, it seems the Vancouver Public Library computers aren’t too terribly fond of such illustrations as I wish to lay on you. All better now.

The Times of London reports that Great Ormond Street Hospital for Children is saying permission must be sought to write about Wendy, and it doesn’t sound like they’re inclined to give it.

Fuck Censorship

Moore is unmoved: “I don’t see that you can ban anything in this day and age,” he tells the Times.

There’s a quote for the ages. If his lawyers can successfully defend it, back up goes my Mentos and Diet Coke video, stat.

Mentos, Diet Coke, cascading fountains of pop fizz, children’s literature, and porn. That would be a video for the ages. At least, all of them over eighteen.

Cherry is confused. And prescient.

Kansas City Cops always get their man

hood.

Heroic officers were honored by the Kansas City Police Department on Tuesday for recovering a lunatic's penis.

You know, that's really a job for a Hazmat team, if you think about it. From Sploid.

quote of the day

"Talk, fantasies, sucking fucking and crying" at A Deserted and Peaceful on June 25th from whenever the hell to whenever the fuck? I am so there.

Yes, Gmail has many great features that I really must explore.