I'm not a football fan myself, but I wanted to post these two pics to show that England is every bit the equal of Brazil...
Monday 3 June 2024
Sunday 2 June 2024
Saturday 1 June 2024
ARE THERE ANY GREAT NZ MOVIES?
When I'm asked if there are any great New Zealand movies I don't know where to start. Not because there are so many I don't know which ones to choose first, but because the short answer is "No, not really" There are certainly not many I would call "great".
If I pick my favourites from the past 50 years, I can only find about three that I really liked.
https://www.imdb.com/list/ls000380472/
Goodbye Pork Pie (1980)
Dumped by his girlfriend, a man joins a reckless youth in a stolen yellow mini and they drive the length of New Zealand, attracting cops and media attention, determined to get to Invercargill.
Director - Geoff Murphy
Stars - Tony Barry, Kelly Johnson, Claire Oberman
Bad Taste (1987)
The population of a small town disappears and is replaced by aliens that chase human flesh for their intergalactic fast-food chain.
Director - Peter Jackson
Stars- Terry Potter, Pete O'Herne, Craig Smith
Hunt for the Wilderpeople (2016)
Director - Taika Waititi
Stars - Sam Neill, Julian Dennison, Rima Te Wiata
Friday 31 May 2024
SCROTUM SELF REPAIR
Back in 1993 I printed this story out and put it up in a shop window where it attracted a crowd of people who stood there reading it! Ten years on I used it in one of my first blog posts, and now over 30 years later here I am re-posting it again because it still cracks me up.
AN UNUSUAL CASE – by William A. Morton, Jr, MD (From an actual medical journal)
One morning I was called to the emergency room by the head ER nurse. She directed me to a patient who had refused to describe his problem other than to say that he “needed a doctor who took care of men’s troubles.” The patient, about 40, was pale. febrile, and obviously uncomfortable, and had little to say as he gingerly opened his trousers to expose a bit of angry red and black-and-blue scrotal skin. After I asked the nurse to leave us, the patient permitted me to remove his trousers, shorts, and two or three yards of foul-smelling stained gauze wrapped around his scrotum, which was swollen to twice the size of a grapefruit and extremely tender.
A jagged zig-zag laceration, oozing pus and blood, extended down the left scrotum. Amid the matted hair, edematous skin, and various exudates, I saw some half-buried dark linear objects and asked the patient what they were. Several days earlier, he replied, he had injured himself in the machine shop where he worked and had closed the laceration himself with a heavy duty stapling gun. The dark objects were one-inch staples of the type used in putting up wallboard. We x-rayed the patient’s scrotum to locate the staples; admitted him to the hospital; and gave him tetanus antitoxin, broad-spectrum antibacterial therapy, and hexaclorophrene sitz baths prior to surgery the next morning.
The procedure consisted of exploration and debridement of the left side of the scrotal pouch. Eight rusty staples were retrieved, and the skin edges were trimmed and freshened. The left testis had been avulsed and was missing. The stump of the spermatie cord was recovered at the inguinal canal, debrided, and the vessels lifated properly, though not much of a hematoma was present. Through-and-through Penrose drains were sutured loosely in site, and the skin was loosely closed. Convalescence was uneventful, and before his release from the hospital a week later, the patient confided the rest of his tory to me.
An unmarried loner, he usually didn’t leave the machine shop at lunchtime with his coworkers. Finding himself alone, he began the regular practice of masturbating by holding his penis against the canvas drive-belt of a large floor-based piece of running machinery. One day, as he approached orgasm, he lost his concentration and leaned too close to the belt. When his scrotum suddenly became caught between the pulley-wheel and the drive-belt, he was thrown into the air and landed a few feet away. Unaware that he had lost his left testis, and perhaps too stunned to feel much pain, he stapled the wound close and resumed his work. I can only assume he abandoned this method of self-gratification.
Thursday 30 May 2024
WHAT ARE SIFTINGS?
After running my WordPress and Blogger blogs side by side for a few months, it become clearer to me that Wordpress just wasn't working very well for me any more.
WordPress is better for longer posts where the more advanced features on things like formatting and image galleries comes in handy. Because the home feed is just displaying the featured image and the few first lines of text, it works OK for displaying a list of full length blog posts.
What WordPress is not so good for is short posts with just one or two images or one line of text. It rapidly becomes cluttered, and because you need to click on each post to actually view it, it just doesn't work for looking at dozens of short posts (AKA. "shitposts" or "tweets")
Two major drawbacks of Blogger are that all these short posts go pretty much unseen in search engines so it's unlikely many people will ever see them, and because Blogger is owned by Google there is always the risk that they will one day blacklist the blog or even delete it altogether.
But nevertheless I decided to stop doing new posts on my WordPress blog www.frot.co.nz and just make it an archive from the start of 2024. Now I'm doing mostly short posts (siftings) on this dodgy Googled owned Blogger platform.