Oh delicious deliriums! I lay pleasure-drench'd and spent.

Victorian Sex Cry Generator

You have to give this baby a little whirl...

reefer

reefer
Originally uploaded by Slippy McGavin.

Looks like the "reefer specialist" moniker is already taken...

There Will Be A Light

...Yes...There will be a light ! Sing it Brothers ! Sing it !
Bought the new Ben album today, a whole day after it was released. Despite its Gospel roots, of course it goes without saying its outstanding. I will admit it takes some getting used to, but its very uplifting.
Somehow they've managed to copy protect it...but like most things I've figured a way around it, and will be glad to share "the light" with my brethren.

D&C DVD

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Originally uploaded by Slippy McGavin.

Hey. Here is a link to an e-mail from Richard Linklater to Wiley Wiggins about the upcoming re-release of D&C. I hope they get the Criterion version going...

Rick Linklater e-mail

Funky Posts

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Originally uploaded by Slippy McGavin.

Doods.

I signed up for a Flickr account (to upload pics that I can link to in our blog), and have decided that I will try and add a funky picture a day. You can even post directly to the moontower from within flickr, which is cool.

This pic is a flower (good guess, Woods), that I got red by covering the flash with my finger, hence the look of blood.

A Picture of Dubby

For all those fucking fans, sending in all those email requests to see a picture of myself, I give you the g-d'ed satisfaction that your are all looking for, especially that perv, Woods that posted a request for me to post a photograph of me with my giant schlong hanging out of my fly!

If you all so desperately want to see my physical form then click on this link and scroll down. Make sure you get to the end because there are multiple images of myself. And no downloading them to your desktop and fucking printing them out, like a million copies or so and go pasting them up all over your room...AND you know who I mean...rhymes with trippy!


click to see pix

Never Sausage A Weekend!

Fellas,

Even though Slippy had to leave at 5:30am, it was a heroic effort that made the weekend. We really pulled up our boot straps and got right fucked up as soon as possible after meeting, buying toilet paper, grabbing a 12 and hitting the saudage store! This will forever go down as the "Jack Johnsonville Brat Weekend". There was fucking sausage everywhere. Sausage hanging from my fly, sausage on the BBQ and there was a bunch of other places but I can't remember. And speaking of remembering...Colin gets the damaged brain cell award for not being to remember the name of the band he was watching at the moment when asked by a total stranger!

A few tech changes...

Yo, fellow fools. I made a few changes to our blog environment, hopefully for the better:

Recent Posts - At left, there is a new section of the left block that links to the 1o latest posts on our blog.

Permalink - Below each post, to the right of the comment link, you will find a link to a permanent url for the post. You can link directly to it in your e-mails or other websites as a permanent record of your contribution to the moontower.

E-mail to a friend - First of all, we have to assume we have friends outside of the 3 of us. If we do, by clicking on the little envelope symbol to the right of the permalink, you can bring up a page that can send the post directly to an e-mail account.

I also found out that we can enable a feature that allows us to e-mail our posts directly to the blog if we are too lazy (or unable) to log into Blogger to post. Lemme know if you would like to "enable" this function. As well, if you have any other requests for features or changes to the blog template, lemme know, or do it yer damn self!

The Politics of Pooping

Hey. In an effort to legitimize this little blog of ours, I have decided to post a primer to a discussion revolving around the social aspect of pooping in public places (PPP).

Most males already are familiar with the "rules" regarding accessing urinals in a public setting:

• When approaching a bank of urinals, use an end unit first


• Always keep at least one urinal between you and your nearest neighbour


• If the above is not possible, use a sit-down toilet


• If the above is not possible, come back later.

But how many of us have broached the subject of PPP? A recent reading of a Jay Pinkerton post on an unfortunate PPP incident got me to thinking. What are the "rules" on pooping? Is there a standard code of conduct? Should we adopt some general practices when dropping our shorts and letting loose processed materials? What constitutes normalcy and decency in the realm of poopdom? Its time to examine the logic of toilet-choosing.

Let's take the easiest case first. You walk into an empty bathroom, pinching a turd. Where do you turn? My recommendation is to take the furthest toilet available, next to the wall. This, of course, is overruled if the door does not shut/lock. No need to share visuals if you are already contributing to the smell-o-factor of the room. My only other caveat is if it is a handicapped unloading zone. You don't park in the handicapped spots at the mall (you don't, do you??), so don't do it in the porcelain palace unless it is your last resort.

Stop, drop, and roll. Don't forget to wash yer hands on the way out.

Now what happens if your first choice for poopin' is taken? As in the peepee rules, take the toilet furthest away. In the event that there are only two available, be comforted knowing there will be at least a few plies of sheet metal between you and that other guy with his pants around his ankles. Obviously, if the wind is blowing in the wrong direction (read: its damn stinky in there), gauge your level of discomfort and come back later if possible.

The last major issue of PPP is around timing. Often, you will be faced with a situation in which you are 2nd (or 3rd) into the log lair, so what is the appropriate behaviour? Logic here surrounds the principle that I don't view PPP as an opportunity to make new friends, and as such, would prefer to not have contact with anyone else during my session.

Accounting has taught me little in my life, but there is one lesson I do remember: FIFO - first in, first out. If you got there first, you owe it to your fellow poopers to get out of there without making a fuss in a timely fashion. Pooping at home can be a relaxing event, complete with appropriate reading material and/or tunes and/or the phone next to the toilet. However, in a public setting, I find that my rule of thumb is to do my business and move on. That being said, you will often encounter dawdlers.

Perhaps the sports section is a particularly good read in the morning. Perhaps you work in a plant and the dude next to you decides to spend his 15 minute break napping on the throne. Or, perhaps, the porcelain pedestal is the ideal place to contemplate page 784 of War & Peace. Regardless, there is always the possibility that your fellow man will not abide by your code of conduct for PPP. It is the one scenario for which there is no easy answer. What if you both decide to pack up at the same time? Do you really want to know who it was in the next stall that made all those strange sounds? Can you work comfortably with that individual for the rest of your day/year/career?

My answer: Anticipation, and speed with purpose. Do what you have to, but remember that minimized contact with fellow dumpers will avoid future awkward situations. Unless someone rips a memorable fart - then you can applaud.

That's my boy!

I thought I better contribute. This is a picture of my boy. I took it after our w-o-r-k o-u-t.

The Boy

Vacation was good, but completely different experience driving with an almost 2-year old. We did not drive by a p-a-r-k the entire trip without stopping. This is from a park in Barhaven just outside Ottawa. By the end of the trip Ethan learned how to spell PARK...

The Kid

Yo.

After that heart-warming post by our resident artiste, I decided to post an obligatory "cute kid" shot. I am sure Wooderson can pony up as well (maybe a vacation shot?).

Happy Birthday to the Moon Tower

Well, fellas it has been a year and two days since we started the Moon Tower. It has been great. It is one of the little things that I look forward to everyday. I get home from the studio, grab a beer, sit down in front of the screen, check my email, desperately try not to surf for porn, then see if there is anything new on the Moon Tower, usually there is nothing, but when there is something it is really funny (sexual decathlon) or really touching (pictures of my honourary nephews). In a tribute to our blog, I am reposting Slippy's inaugural post from Sept 2, 2003:

Welcome to the Moon Tower! Well, all I'm saying is that I want to look back and say that I did it the best I could while I was stuck in this place. Had as much fun as I could while I was stuck in this place. Played as hard as I could while I was stuck in this place. Dogged as many girls as I could while I was stuck in this place...

Thanks for starting this Slip! Also, I feel like a bit of a heel, but I need to wish you a belated Happy Birthday and a Happy Anniversary to you and Kirsten! We'll have to do a bit of celebrating next Friday.

You guys rock!

New Links

Fellas,

I added a couple of links to the link list over on the left. I added Ghost of A Flea, which is another cool blog (in the same style as boingboing, but a little less techy and more artsy) and I also added a link to KCRW radio. You can listen to this Santa Monica radio station via the web, there is a Radio link via iTunes and through their website. They play the best eccletic mix! Full of amazing artists. They are huge fans of Ben, Jack, Michael Franti, Mrocheeba, etc. And they play great acid jazz, classic jazz and stuff you never knew you liked. They have a bunch of archived interviews and in-studio recordings (with a couple from Ben).

Enjoy.

Colin's Wet Dream

Colin, I am surprised I haven't heard you talk about this amazing new item being sold on the benharper.net merch page. It is a skateboard/lap guitar designed for Ben Harper by Cole Clark Guitars out of Australia. Fuck dude, it's only a $1000 bucks, I better see one of those babies hanging over your tiki bar in your freshly painted basement abode next time I am around. You can get Ethan into boarding and picking at the same time!

Here's the link: Skate Lap Guitar info

Wiping Ass

Dudes. I was in tears laughing reading the following stuff:

Jay Pinkerton wipes his ass...

Yo Nerds!

LET'S GET THE CHATTER GOING! JACK IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER. WHOA!

Dave Matthews Band Craps on Chicago Tour Boat

Did you guys hear about this? Apparently, his tour bus dumped out its "excrement" from a bridge into the river, but didn't see the tour bus passing underneath... They got coated.

From CNN...