Everybody's talking about those Kinky Boots

I might be setting myself up for disappointment here, but I'm starting to really look forward to seeing Kinky Boots, a comedy movie based on the real-life story of a failing Northampton shoe factory that changed it's fortunes by launching a range of fetish footwear for men.

There's a good interview with the film's star in today's Guardian, and some of the reviews I'm read have been quite positive. A slight worry is it's written by the same guy who wrote "Calendar Girls" and has been described as "heartwarming" in places, but hopefully it's not been too watered down to give it mass-market appeal.

We shall see.

Look, it's me!

My friend Summer sent me this, trés cool!

Web Curiosities

These are all things that have made me go "hmmm" recently but not quite warranted a full blog entry. Please allow them their brief moment in the limelight before they're forgotten forever.

• The spellchecker for blog posts on blogger.com doesn't recognise the words "blog", "blogging" or "blogger".
  
  
• The most popular tag word for the images on the trannyflickr photo pool is "me".
  
  
• There is no possible reason for the popularity of some of the sites in the Top 100 UK Tgirl Websites listing other than "people are idiots".
  
  
• On average, I get 3 hits a day to my site from people miss-typing theangels.co.uk as theangles.co.uk. I suppose technically I'm typosquatting.
  

The Greatest Tranny Anthems Never Written

No. 1: Don't Cha (for closet tranny fanciers)

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hung like me?
Don't cha?
Don't cha?

;-)

Transpocalype Now (well in two months, actually)

Ok, the teaser campaign is over...

...it's time.

So, who wants to come? :-)

Five random things from Wikipedia and how they relate to me

Here's an idea I just invented. Go to Wikipedia, click on the "Random Article" button, and write about how that thing relates to you, skipping stub articles and anything that doesn't resonate at all. Do this five times.

1. I've decided I'm not an Ascetic. I like pies too much.
   
2. I've never been to Iverville in Quebec. In fact I've never been anywhere in the Americas. I was planning to go to North America an Canada about 5 years ago, but the friend I was going to go with got made redundant the day before we booked the trip.
   
3. I've never used a total station, but I do know how to work a Theodolite and a level. In a previous life I used to work as a surveyor's assistant. Have you ever noticed the grave-like painted wooden crosses along the sides of roads that are being built? I used to make those, and I know how they work. It's all to do with ground levels. Oh yes.
   
4. I bought Semisonic's, "Feeling Strangely Fine", but I only really liked "Secret Smile" and "Closing Time".
   
5. Because I've never been to the US, I've not had the opportunity to sample the cuisine of California, except from it's exports. Big Mac anyone?
   

Jane

Jane came around at the weekend, which was nice. :-)

I've been avoiding blogging about Jane, because a) although I'm happy to write about most stuff in my blog, some things I'd like to keep private, at least until I understand them better; and b) I thought that if I made a Big Thing about dating a girl who had her own blog and who was already known to the tranny blogosphere, it would somehow make it seem like it was only being done for the novelty value, and lessen what it actually represents.

But the fact that we've deliberately not been talking about it has become the novelty, so it's time to get things out in the open.

So yes, Jane and I are "an item". It's great. :-)

Now I'm not going to blog a lot about it, not because there's nothing to say, but because there's too much to say, and I'm nowhere near getting my head around it all, just yet. I've started to unpack a box of thoughts and feelings that got put away when I split with my last proper girlfriend, over 2 years ago. I know that some of the things in there still have the potential to hurt me, and that's scary...

... but you're worth it Jane. :-) xxx

Monday morning answers type thing

The answers were:

1. The alphabet was all there, apart from K. So it's Miss K.

2. A Christmas hymn is a carol, and it was written as a cross, therefore Karol Cross.

Congratulations to "Ursa Minor" who got it right first, but wished to remain anonymous. Well done to everyone else who entered!

Sunday night puzzle type thing

Number one in a series of one (because I did these two and ran out of ideas).

Can you work out what the two things below represent?



I'll turn off comments on this one, if you can guess, email me. First person to get both right wins a mention and the kudos. :-)

I hate Hunstanton

Can we start some kind of blogger campaign to wipe Hunstanton off the face of the planet?

I've decided that it is the one place on the planet that is totally and irredeemably without merit. I spent only two hours there today and I was on the verge of topping myself. I found myself sitting in a god awful nautical-themed pub and vaguely wondering which of the sailor's knots on a diagram on the wall would be best used to make a noose.

Actually after two hours I wasn't just intent on topping myself. I was making plans to take a lot of the people in Hunstanton out with me. Those poor unfortunate proles for whom Hunstanton is a holiday destination! I realised that a lot of the people in the pub with me had chosen to be there, and that put me in a deep state of depression regarding the British public.

It's not because it's a brash fish-and-chips seaside town, other seaside towns are just the same, but they add a healthy dose of camp and kitch to the mix. Hunstanton somehow manages to be tacky, old fashioned and noisy without for a moment managing to be camp or kitch. I pride myself at being able to find a level where I can enjoy a situation. "Yes, this is naff... but it's enjoyably naff!" Hunstanton hasn't got a level. It's a bottomless pit of awfulness.

I realise this post is pretty pointless, you've likely never even heard of Hunstanton or you've heard about it and have no intention of visiting. But I needed to get that out of my system.

Come friendly bombs and rain on Hunstanton!

Big in Zagreb

Did you know that hr is the international country code for Croatia? I found out recently when I got five thousand visits from a site ending ".hr" and was trying to work out where it was based.

Apparently the Croatians love sudoku!

The reason why I tell you this stuff because I really want to boast to the programmers at work that I wrote a game that's a Slavic sensation, but I can't because they'll want to see it, and then they'll want to see what's on the rest of my site...

I was kind of pleased that I'd proudly put Hamster Sudoku on my Becky site. It felt good to say "I'm a tranny, this is a tranny site, but look I made this".

But conversely, to people I'm not "out" to, it means I have to avoid saying... "Look I made this! Oh yeah and it's on a tranny site... oh yeah and I'm a tranny."

Guess I can't have it both ways.

Mystery Mosaic

This took a lot more work that you might think! :-)