I had an honest to god good time tonight. I feel like everybody is my friend.

I know I'm an ugly motherfucker and all—I mean: I do glow with kind of tarnished inner beauty—but damn! maaaaan! WOMEN, sweet jesus - LORD HAVE MERCY!

After everything said, after is everything done, I think grew up to be the kind of person that I wanted to be. I mean: dear god, I actually do like being Caleb Jonathan Anderson, and I honestly wouldn't accept a swapsies for any other life in the entire range of catalogues available.

I reckon you gotta follow the smell of blood in your nostrils, eventually it lead you (by many twists and turns) straight to wherever, whatever compass your heart is set to. Now I'm no angel! but to me she always wore her halo like a tight dress, voluptuous, full of shadows and curve, to me, at least, she's as vibrant as a plucked harp, but then against at most! at most! she hurts my eyes – she's far too bright! to look at directly without some kind of smoked glass, or other eye protection.

I have to turn my head away; I cup my gaze, because it's like looking into a precious metal being heated bright white hot inside the burning foundry of the sun. It's too much, it cuts, too beautiful.

Probably just my issue. I do tend to think every woman I meet spits full-stops.

The world needs idiots—at least as entertainment.

What the fuck are you staring at?

Antonie Dixon: attacked two women with a samurai sword while under the influence of "P" (methamphetamine), severing one of their hands, before shooting a stranger in the back with a machine gun, killing him.

Not having written for a while (or indeed having anything worthwhile to say really) I thought I'd make one of those trashy substandard what-am-I-up-to entries just like every other boring motherfucker out there. Been working very very hard, and also paradoxically slacking off as much as humanly possible. Ostensibly I am working right now. See how this works?

Loving stencilling, I can't draw at all and this is the first time I've ever been able to express myself visually. Not that I'm super good or anything, but it's fun and makes me think that even though not everyone can be the next Leonardo Van Gough or whatever... whatever! so what! art really is for everybody, and everybody should get the chance and seize the moment and take a can of spraypaint to the nearest wall or billboard.

The devil quotes scripture, and nowhere is this more true than with the Christian right. I've been wondering why Christians come across as such absolute cunts, why it is that the clubs or cudgels of self-righteous legalism should be such a constant trump card over the more compassionate suit of hearts.

I could take the time to tear apart the ridiculous BERL drug harm study commissioned by the NZ police, but all you need to know is that, as Russell Brown astutely pointed out, the study includes the cost of prohibition as part of social harm. This means that for every dollar spent on more enforcement the drug harm index also rises by exactly one dollar, while at the same time enabling the police to count a proportion of this increased cost as a “saving” from each successful drug seizure. Sounds pretty scientific. Yeah, it's total bullshit, but you can bet your sweet cherry ass that they'll be quoting all kinds of comforting (or frightening) statistics from this “research” as the occasion demands.

The devil quotes scripture, at length and in depth, and the unfortunate thing is that people often listen.

Caught up with Mel & Sass & Caroline & Brian and got ridiculously drunk, good to catch up—good times, crazy days, one for the photo album.

Maori Party MP Hone Harawira is describing tough new anti-tagging laws passed by Parliament on Thursday as a tool for harassment.

The bill passed its third reading by 107 votes to 10, with the Greens, the Maori Party and ACT voting against it.

Under the new law, anyone convicted of graffiti vandalism can be fined up to $2000 and be ordered by the court to clean up graffiti.

The legislation bans the sale of spray cans to those under 18 years of age, and requires retailers to restrict access to spray paint, so the public cannot get access to it without the help of shop staff.

It will also be an offence to be in possession of a so-called graffiti implement, which includes only spray cans, and other items such as felt tip pens.

Hone Harawira told Nine to Noon tagging is a symptom of poverty, and needs to be addressed more creatively.

"We've got to do something about tagging, but lets get a lot more innovative about how we do it, than simply pass a law that will do two things ... enable police to harass innocent kids and admittedly won't stop tagging."

— http://www.radionz.co.nz/news/latest/200806201207/13bd8d7b

I'm kinda surprised to say this, but I've been hearing an awful lot of sense coming out of the Maori party recently. Like this and being against banning BZP. I think maybe because their constituency is already so marginalized and outside the mainstream they have more of a handle on what is actually going on.

My friend hates the idea of going underground, but I think she's going to have to :/

Felt tip pens now illegal to carry. Sweet fucking jesus.