Will posting from my phone work?

Even if I include smilies? 😘🍵🔺🏠👃👎🐦😲🏩🍆🐢🗾🎌


Well, anyway. Last night I had a dream that involved a trip to “France”. But every single street looked like the Arc Du Triomphe / Central Bucharest / George Terrace in Bath / The Vatican / St Petersberg… so it was clearly supposed to be Homonia, the gay homeland from my comics. Anyway, me and some friends were getting in a car, when this lawyer type gets in, and asks if any of us have this old Nintendo console, which supposedly came out in between the Gamecube and Wii, and was a huge flop.

The driver (with light brown skin, long, dark brown hair and black eyes – very hot) said he did, and the lawyer type said he was responsible for pirating it, and would have him arrested. But then we drove around for ages and nothing happened.

Then we all realised that having the guy who wants to escape driving wasn’t the best idea, and I reached over and grabbed the wheel, while my friend Kate reached her feet over to work the pedals (the car was like the first Renault Grande Scenic, only with a 3×3 seating plan, and a different, and more sensible, dashboard).

Anyway, we tried to erratically drive somewhere, but the guy jumped out and ran into one of the many giant buildings (covered with many marble neoclassical details). A huge fight started in the lobby, and he somehow locked most of the others in a small room. It was left to me and the lawyer type to just hang on, and wait for him to tire himself out XD.

Oh, also, the dream only occupied about 5 minutes of sleep!

Dreamed I met Brianna Wu o_O

Well, I mean, of course I’m a gater. But I’m in it for the battle against censorship, leftist revisionism and cultural marxism in general. I don’t really give a crap about specific “enemies”, especially if all they have done is make a naff game or two and complain about us on the telly. But still, there she was. (Yeah, she, guess I’m too far gone, eh?)

Anyway, I’ve only seen like 2 pics of her, so she was short, had glasses, and was kinda cute. She was visiting my job, and we had some awkward conversation, trying not to mention our positions on “gate”. Later I was having lunch, in a circle of people (the building I have lunch in has now “changed hands”, and we don’t really all eat together any more. I finally have a desk, so I draw at break times), and somebody else was vaguely insulting her in rhyme. He also sounded like a bully from my secondary school. It was putting me off reading a lurid 60’s paperback, so I sarcastically asked him if he was “flyting”, and felt rather put out that he actually knew what that was. Meanwhile Brianna just vanished entirely o_O.

Might as well use this blog for dream recording.

I did want to do a massive post about Jeremy Clarkson and cultural marxism (even back in April, I would have called anybody who used that phrase a tinfoil hatter. But I’ve been comprehensively “woken up” since then), but could never be arsed to write it. So here’s a copy and pasted post from Facebook.

Oh yeah, the other night I had this bonkers dream, where a colour-changing dragon attacked “London” (it looked more like Osaka, crossed with Prague, crossed with that town in Poland/Ukraine where the BBC team were based in the European cup). Fortunately, this was in the combined Marvel, DC and MGM universes, so they had a load of heroes to fight it (actually, I think one of the My Little Pony’s was in it too). They all had to get some item roughly corresponding to their outfit colour, and I was James Bond (in a white suit), so had to get some white item. Many of the items were just chocolate bars XD. Anyway, having been given my orders directly by Tony Blair in Parliament (which is not exactly secret), I set off to find a milky bar, or whatever, but ended up creeping around some dark room.

Them DVD’s I bought last week



That’s better. Didn’t even need the recipt, though I could have sworn it was in one of them but it wasn’t earlier today!

Also we somehow seem to have avoided the rain here, it was really hot, then got cold and windy and grey… and then went hot again. Win. Has there been a flash flood anywhere? There always seems to be one every couple of years when there’s a heavy downpour.

Oh and I also got an interesting book. It’s called “A Supreme Book for Boys”, is published by Dean and contains mostly text stories with line illustrations. Ah, so it’s from the 50’s then?



Wait a minute though, that’s a Ford Anglia and Mini Clubman… being banger raced! That’s because this book is actually from 1973! In addition to the text stories about jungle adventures (this time by people writing books rather than empire-builders), boarding schools and “Famous Five” type kids there’s also one comic strip (with no speech bubbles and big captions) and articles about collecting butterflies and coins. The kids they were selling this to were gonna be reading Action a couple of years later!



I also got this. I’m nasty and bigoted so I judge books by their covers. I love the cover of this one! But the inside is 3 short girly stories. It looks like it’s from the early 1890’s though there’s no date I can see on it. Oh well it looks pretty on a shelf XD

I had a cool dream last night, where Ely and Cambridge were kind of amalgamated, and “around the cathedral/university” there was a whole other “part” of the town centre with loads more interesting shops. One of these was a giant indoor market that looked a bit like a sea fort. Anyway among it’s many crammed-together stalls selling masses of white fabric was a giant bookstall selling the new “UK version” of Classics Illustrated – but also loads of other publishers had decided to imitate the “success” of this comic and were knocking out their own versions! I was sweeping up classic adaptions by the armful… I’d like to say “if only it would really happen” but in the real world, between Classics Illustrated, Campfire and Classical Comics I think we’re covered. Mind you the ones in the dream were a pound each.

Some other stuff happened in the dream that I, as I woke up, thought would make a great story for my comic. But I can’t remember it now.

The nigh before I had a dream about a girl I lived at uni with selling her R1, but the only place she was advertising it was on a notice halfway up a lamp post at the back of a car park in a retail park. My dad wanted to buy it XD. That dream also featured this wicked mk1 Capri…


One o them

Except it was all metallic black, with some red strips on the sides behind the doors and “INTIMIDATOR” on the wings. It also had fat tyres on Rostyles and a cage. I wanna dream about things that cool every night!