http://jellowrestle.com/gallery/brianvan/ -- for photos of punk rock jello wrestling. I'm the one who...well, I'm probably recognizable ( Read more... )

So last night was fairly hilarious. It was a very, very good jello wrestling night. Jolie and I showed up in full (though slightly inaccurate and anachronistic) punk regalia, posing as Jenny Rancid and Sally Nasty of the The Screw Rifles. Zorikh played Malcolm, our manager, and Diana was the Hillbilly Hussy, our country music nemesis. We had a ( Read more... )

The band of superheroines is to be known as the DoomMaiden Posse, name courtesy of me. We now have weekly jujitsu training sessions set up, an appearance scheduled for this Friday assisting at a fetish club's erotic wrestling demo, an elaborate storyline about the glory days and bitter break-up of the Screw Rifles (featuring my punk character, ( Read more... )

Jujitsu last night was tons of fun. Highly entertaining people, very helpful instruction, and the occasional cry of, "Stop, we must test that move for dramatic effect!" interrupting drills. Also I kicked ass, which was pretty great ( Read more... )

Eventually I shall have exciting trip pictures up. But not today. And not tomorrow. I renounce promptness and all its works ( Read more... )

To follow up on my rather obsessive previous post -- more Pirates stuff. Just checked IMDB, and it is as I hoped. That whole thing about Keith Richards playing Jack's father that was supposed to happen in the second movie then didn't? Is happening in the third. Giddy happy. So delighted. The original clipped-out news story (with pictures, of ( Read more... )

I am back, and though an accounting of my travel-ventures might be appropriate at this juncture, there is a whole massive photo compilation project currently underway, and I shall offer up the whole Australian package when it is complete.

Instead may I direct your attention to Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog, a most promising-looking site, which I ( Read more... )

A message for all my beloved friends, adoring fans, creepy-ass stalkers, and random disinterested people who wonder why they are now bothering to read this ( Read more... )

So today my inbox contained a message which read, in summary ( Read more... )

So due to the general coolness of the event and a slight dread that wrath would descend upon me from a Bostonly direction if I missed it, I made my way tonight to the Gnome Love party at the Love club. Courtney accompanied me, and we had a most excellent time painting on the gnome mural, posing for gnome photos, listening to gnome erotica read- ( Read more... )