Amazing Mr Blunden

Just ordered this...after a comment about Bernard Cribbins on holy13nation's blog.



My mind works in mysterious ways. My cock doesn't as it always had a thing for Laurence Naismith with a beard. Here's a pic with him as Argus in Jason and the Argonauts. Hubba Hubba Hubba.



Otherwise in a really odd mood caused by too much sugar and shitty agencies and people making me jump through hoops for jobs I'm not sure I want.

Amazing Mr Blunden

Just ordered this...after a comment about Bernard Cribbins on holy13nation's blog.



My mind works in mysterious ways. My cock doesn't as it always had a thing for Laurence Naismith with a beard. Here's a pic with him as Argus in Jason and the Argonauts. Hubba Hubba Hubba.



Otherwise in a really odd mood caused by too much sugar and shitty agencies and people making me jump through hoops for jobs I'm not sure I want.

Amazing Mr Blunden

Just ordered this...after a comment about Bernard Cribbins on holy13nation's blog.



My mind works in mysterious ways. My cock doesn't as it always had a thing for Laurence Naismith with a beard. Here's a pic with him as Argus in Jason and the Argonauts. Hubba Hubba Hubba.



Otherwise in a really odd mood caused by too much sugar and shitty agencies and people making me jump through hoops for jobs I'm not sure I want.

Amazing Mr Blunden

Just ordered this...after a comment about Bernard Cribbins on holy13nation's blog.



My mind works in mysterious ways. My cock doesn't as it always had a thing for Laurence Naismith with a beard. Here's a pic with him as Argus in Jason and the Argonauts. Hubba Hubba Hubba.



Otherwise in a really odd mood caused by too much sugar and shitty agencies and people making me jump through hoops for jobs I'm not sure I want.

BlogQuake and Eh? List Bears

Ok they say in space no-one can hear you scream, and the usually the corollary is that on the Net, everyone can.

Not true - somewhere in this little LJ land is apparently (according to greatbearmd and a very funny post by bitterlawngnome) is a heated debate about A-list bears. I look around, and sun is shining, the birds are tweeting and the road is empty and the sky is blue. Not even a car, let alone a bear-on-bear karate fist-fight.

Tumbleweed rolls down the road, and a fly lazily buzzes past my head.

I've decided to call this phenomenon something - BlogQuake? LJQuake? It's where you hear the tremors of something but can't see the epicentre, because it's on a friends-only blog or some weird outpost of LJ. You just hear the distant rumbling as if they were on next door neighbours TV late at night.

Now I'm not singling those two out (love both their posts, if I can't actually look over the wall to see what the kerfuffle is about) but ironically this outlines one truth about LJ that you're gonna hate me for saying - yes there is an hierarchy amongst bears on LJ. LJ List Bears? Or maybe just Eh bears?

I think the first class divide is between those who measure value and self-worth by the amount of posts /friends they get, and those that don't care.

Not that it bothers me - this is a fact of life, like the sky is blue and the grass is green. And in LJ terms, being out of the fracas, behind the wall sitting on that warm sunny street with no cars, back to the wooden peeling fence and insects buzzing, well it's just fine by me.

BlogQuake and Eh? List Bears

Ok they say in space no-one can hear you scream, and the usually the corollary is that on the Net, everyone can.

Not true - somewhere in this little LJ land is apparently (according to greatbearmd and a very funny post by bitterlawngnome) is a heated debate about A-list bears. I look around, and sun is shining, the birds are tweeting and the road is empty and the sky is blue. Not even a car, let alone a bear-on-bear karate fist-fight.

Tumbleweed rolls down the road, and a fly lazily buzzes past my head.

I've decided to call this phenomenon something - BlogQuake? LJQuake? It's where you hear the tremors of something but can't see the epicentre, because it's on a friends-only blog or some weird outpost of LJ. You just hear the distant rumbling as if they were on next door neighbours TV late at night.

Now I'm not singling those two out (love both their posts, if I can't actually look over the wall to see what the kerfuffle is about) but ironically this outlines one truth about LJ that you're gonna hate me for saying - yes there is an hierarchy amongst bears on LJ. LJ List Bears? Or maybe just Eh bears?

I think the first class divide is between those who measure value and self-worth by the amount of posts /friends they get, and those that don't care.

Not that it bothers me - this is a fact of life, like the sky is blue and the grass is green. And in LJ terms, being out of the fracas, behind the wall sitting on that warm sunny street with no cars, back to the wooden peeling fence and insects buzzing, well it's just fine by me.

BlogQuake and Eh? List Bears

Ok they say in space no-one can hear you scream, and the usually the corollary is that on the Net, everyone can.

Not true - somewhere in this little LJ land is apparently (according to greatbearmd and a very funny post by bitterlawngnome) is a heated debate about A-list bears. I look around, and sun is shining, the birds are tweeting and the road is empty and the sky is blue. Not even a car, let alone a bear-on-bear karate fist-fight.

Tumbleweed rolls down the road, and a fly lazily buzzes past my head.

I've decided to call this phenomenon something - BlogQuake? LJQuake? It's where you hear the tremors of something but can't see the epicentre, because it's on a friends-only blog or some weird outpost of LJ. You just hear the distant rumbling as if they were on next door neighbours TV late at night.

Now I'm not singling those two out (love both their posts, if I can't actually look over the wall to see what the kerfuffle is about) but ironically this outlines one truth about LJ that you're gonna hate me for saying - yes there is an hierarchy amongst bears on LJ. LJ List Bears? Or maybe just Eh bears?

I think the first class divide is between those who measure value and self-worth by the amount of posts /friends they get, and those that don't care.

Not that it bothers me - this is a fact of life, like the sky is blue and the grass is green. And in LJ terms, being out of the fracas, behind the wall sitting on that warm sunny street with no cars, back to the wooden peeling fence and insects buzzing, well it's just fine by me.

BlogQuake and Eh? List Bears

Ok they say in space no-one can hear you scream, and the usually the corollary is that on the Net, everyone can.

Not true - somewhere in this little LJ land is apparently (according to greatbearmd and a very funny post by bitterlawngnome) is a heated debate about A-list bears. I look around, and sun is shining, the birds are tweeting and the road is empty and the sky is blue. Not even a car, let alone a bear-on-bear karate fist-fight.

Tumbleweed rolls down the road, and a fly lazily buzzes past my head.

I've decided to call this phenomenon something - BlogQuake? LJQuake? It's where you hear the tremors of something but can't see the epicentre, because it's on a friends-only blog or some weird outpost of LJ. You just hear the distant rumbling as if they were on next door neighbours TV late at night.

Now I'm not singling those two out (love both their posts, if I can't actually look over the wall to see what the kerfuffle is about) but ironically this outlines one truth about LJ that you're gonna hate me for saying - yes there is an hierarchy amongst bears on LJ. LJ List Bears? Or maybe just Eh bears?

I think the first class divide is between those who measure value and self-worth by the amount of posts /friends they get, and those that don't care.

Not that it bothers me - this is a fact of life, like the sky is blue and the grass is green. And in LJ terms, being out of the fracas, behind the wall sitting on that warm sunny street with no cars, back to the wooden peeling fence and insects buzzing, well it's just fine by me.