This is a light I had when I was a boy. I was afraid of the dark and the space monkey from the movie E.T. On the reverse it says NITE-LITE, FINCH IND P/L, AUSTRALIA, CS.1964 VIC.
This was another wild gift from Chantell. When you squeezed it this crazy gross egg type thing came out of it's ass. Last night while I was squeezing it therapeutically it exploded in my face. A foul smelling viscous liquid shot into my eyes and into my computer keyboard and onto my monitor. I believe I felt a slight burning sensation. I sent some of the substance away to be tested, the scientists said it didn't originate on Earth. That yellow ball was the yolk which I found later at a great distance from the body. I start intensive psychotherapy tomorrow.
A dirty old frankenstein computer I built today, it is currently running Ubuntu 9.04. I like that someone wrote broken on part of it. Clearly not son, clearly not.
Went to see Lisa Mitchell at the NSC this evening. She is good. The people who come to see her seem to have some issues with watching a show quietly. Also she might be on drugs. That is all.
I stencilled this space alien onto my guitar case back in high school when I was obsessed with space aliens and doing stupid shit. Things have only marginally changed since then.