Sex and Death for St. Patrick’s Day

Michael Hutter’s painting on sex and death

How Irish. It was either post about sex and deathor go read some James Joyce, and who can handle that sober, eh? I ask yez.

In news sure to warm the rapidly-cooling cockles of convenience-minded necrophiliacs and suicidal sex addicts alike, the Swiss self-offing rights group Dignitas has opened a sort of members-only Hotel California(you can check out, but you have to leave in a box via the freight elevator) next door to a brothel.

From the Guardian:

Dignitas had launched a mobile service after being forced to leave its Zurich flat. It admitted last November that it had dispatched four people – including two in public car parks in Swiss beauty spots.

The country’s law insists that agencies that help arrange assisted deaths do it for ‘honourable reasons’ and do not profit from death, apart from charging basic fees. Dignitas claims that the cost of organising suicides is £5,000.

Karl Rütsche, a spokesman for Schwerzenbach council, said it was not happy when it heard Dignitas had settled in its community but was powerless to act. ‘Of course, as a council we tried to stop them moving here and we fought the Dignitas decision tooth and nail. We didn’t want the country’s biggest sex club and largest death factory side-by-side on our doorstep.’ He added: ‘Having lost the battle to keep them away at least we can say that – on a positive note – everyone now knows where Schwerzenbach is.”

True, dat. Too bad they won’t exactly become regular visitors. In related Irresistible Metaphor News, both the cat house and the death house are in the soul-killing confines of an industrial park. And Dignitas lost its earlier location because of some kerfuffle about corpses in the elevators. How undignified!

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Feeding Time in Rlyeh

Feeding Time in Rlyeh

These allegedly endangered Moon Jellyfish don’t look so all-fired rare or endangered to me; they look exactly like the loathsome, throbbing masses of protoplasm that make kayaking in Indian Arm such an unpleasant experience at migration time. Seriously, with those damn paddles it’s like lading up jellyfish soup and watching it slide down the ladle onto your hand, then taking another stroke and ladling up some more on the other side. And the herds, swarms, masses, go on for literally miles.

No wonder people love motorboats: puree!

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Cum for the Show!

cross-posted to TeenyManolo, even though I’m sure I’ll catch crap for it

As our devoted readers know, we at the ol’ raincoaster blog are vigorously opposed to sexism. Naturally, then, it is with mixed feelings that we present the following: it is both too bizarre to ignore and by its very nature completely sexist:

Sperm for tickets

The purpose of this website was to test market interest through a pilot scheme.
Applications for donation packs have far exceed the expectations.
Our clients are calling a halt to the invitation to apply for packs,
and will review the results of the scheme to decide on how to proceed.

All submissions sent to the website are fully protected under Irish privacy regulations,
and will not be released to ANY third party.

Well, presumably eventually they WILL be released to a third party, or what’s the whole point?

Does this company know their market or, like, what?

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19691981 BC

Did they make cheesecake out of dinosaurs back then? Here is some gratuitous Eighties music and some gratuitous Raquel Welch in a fur bikini shots to start your weekend off right. Never let it be said that I refuse to pander!

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RIP Gary Gygax

Gary Gygax

He failed his saving throw vs Death. You just can’t come back from a natural 0, even if you did invent the game.

Gary Gygax, inventor of the fantasy roleplaying game Dungeons and Dragons and born-again Christian, has died at his home after a long battle with illness. He had suffered several strokes and a near-fatal heart attack within recent months. The funeral is to be a private, family event. Forum posts by friends and fans are posted at Troll Lord Games, who are adding information as it becomes available. His influence went far beyond the world of RPGs and influenced two generations of fantasy writers and not a few armchair theologians as well.

Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?

-JRRT

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