well, no, i’m not going to write about one of luke vibert’s clas­sic d’n’b work­outs, though it is quite the jam, don’t you agree?

i saw the anti-​​gay mar­riage brigade hold­ing signs at one of the major inter­sec­tions in town today. a bunch of psy­chot­i­cally earnest-​​looking young man wear­ing suits (and some weird red cowls, doubt­less bor­rowed from beelzebub’s sup­ply closet) hold­ing up signs that said “mar­riage = man + woman” and “honk if you sup­port tra­di­tional mar­riage”. i sat, wait­ing to turn left for about a cou­ple min­utes, and i heard not a sin­gle honk. whee!

i read the phrase “gen­der sedi­tion” some­where the other day and i’ve been turn­ing it around in my mind. interesting.

another con­cept i’ve been play­ing with in my head is “emo­tional methadone”. (that one i came up with.)

depeche mode con­cert this fri­day. time for my rit­ual cleansing…