Put to the Test

Gordie is 54% HeteroHow heterosexual are you? Try out any Twitter name and get the real picture. Are we really the words we use? (Thanks to Stockholm Pride for this.)

Gordie Is Slack

I am a new man.
I am determined to be the very best I can be.

When I look in the mirror, I want to see this:

Make Way for the Homo Superior

Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
Ive made some breakfast and coffee.

Look out my window what do I see
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay

What are we coming to
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who
Questioned what we were here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh you pretty things (oh you pretty things)
Dont you know youre driving your
Mamas and papas insane
Oh you pretty things (oh you pretty things)
Dont you know youre driving your
Mamas and papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the homo superior

Look at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Dont kid yourself they belong to you
Theyre the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
Weve finished our news
Homo sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though theyre here to stay

Oh you pretty things (oh you pretty things)
Dont you know youre driving your
Mamas and papas insane
Oh you pretty things (oh you pretty things)
Dont you know youre driving your
Mamas and papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the homo superior
Written and Performed by
DAVID BOWIE

Reboot My Talent

I'm declaring today 'Reboot My Talent Day'.

"Any idiot can face a crisis;
it’s day to day living that wears you out"
Chekhov

In an ideal setting, I'd like to do that with a haircut, a pedicure and a smart suit of clothes. As it is, I'm doing it with a shave, a pot of coffee and a Van Morrison CD.


Oh, and I'm having fish for breakfast. Brain food.

My Travelling Companion

"My travelling companion
is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage"
(PAUL SIMON)