piersb

A Public Service Announcement

Thu, 02 Feb 2006 16:08:54 GMT

A blog slightly-more-regularly-updated than this LJ can now be found at http://pavementandstars.blogspot.com/.

As in, it has been.
This may not last.

We now return you to your regularly-scheduled programme.

Meme, for I am Lazy and filled with Ennui

Thu, 15 Dec 2005 10:36:37 GMT

How to make a piersb

Ingredients:

3 parts success

3 parts courage

3 parts energy

Method:
Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add lustfulness to taste! Do not overindulge!

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

Automatically Generated Bad Pirate Jokes

Fri, 11 Nov 2005 13:26:12 GMT

http://thesurrealist.co.uk/joke?subject=a+pirate&words=eyepatch,cutlass,parrot,grog,mainbrace

Christmas Piracy

Thu, 10 Nov 2005 16:43:11 GMT

Everyone knows St. Nicholas - Santa to you and me - is the patron saint of Prostitutes.

Yesterday I was thrilled to find out that he's also the patron saint of Pirates. Among other things.

http://www.stnicholascenter.org/Brix?pageID=45

Result.

Piers needs...

Thu, 13 Oct 2005 09:27:34 GMT

Google it. Only with your name.

Piers needs a team of committed people to pray for him and his ministry
Piers needs two
Piers needs Listed Building Consent and the approval of English Heritage
Piers needs to have his right to Freedom of Speech affirmed
Piers needs to remain usable for the majority of the fishing season
Piers needs some TLC
Piers needs his uncle's consent in order to apply for a bank loan so that he can buy his twin brother an estate as a wedding present
Piers needs help finding his sister-in-law, hiding out after the questionable death of her married Congressman lover
Piers needs to see that movie and learn what real journlaism is all about

From the LJ Memepool

Thu, 25 Aug 2005 13:22:31 GMT

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened)

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

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Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

Self Referential Title

Tue, 25 May 2004 22:12:44 GMT

This is a link to a self-referential Blog Entry.

This Is the Title of This Story, Which Is Also Found Several Times in the Story Itself.

Oh, so true.

Mon, 22 Mar 2004 06:21:20 GMT

Take the quiz: "Which American City Are You?"

Los Angeles
You are the epitome of duality. You'll deal with all the strife to bask in all the glamour.

You smell like robots

Sun, 21 Mar 2004 23:04:58 GMT

YOU SMELL LIKE ROBOTS, originally uploaded by riddle.

Posted by Piers Beckley from Flickr.

That would make me a Pirate Dwarf, then.

Fri, 19 Mar 2004 21:28:48 GMT

http://www.plasticbag.org/archives/2004/03/from_pirate_dwarves_to_ninja_elves.shtml

Fri, 19 Mar 2004 00:40:59 GMT

Aliens Enter The Conversation

Yo.

Mon, 08 Mar 2004 09:15:44 GMT

Can you please recommend to me...
1. a movie
2. a book
3. a musical artist, song, or album
4. a LiveJournal user not on my friends list
5. what I should have for dinner
6. a website

Ta!