The Big Difference who run Leicester Comedy Festival have sank. Do not be mad at Leicester Comedy Festival's social media team: they have also been left unpaid. Even more so than the acts in most cases. I want to know where the money went, because it sure seems like it rhymes with schlembezzlement.
Tom Juniper🏳️⚧️
@tomjuniper.bsky.social
Your weird, AuDHD, trans auncle. Sometimes poems and stories, sometimes unsolicited info dumping. I don't care if you talk about me as long as you do so using he/him or they/them pronouns.
I'm rewatching Baz Luhrnan's Romeo and Juliet. It generally holds up. But friar laurence's opening monologue... Its supposed to be him musing to himself about botany, but here... Like, for no reason at all, he's topless, and talking to 2 altar boys. about drugs. Was Baz calling the friar a nonce?
Another gpod birthday present would be for anyone who has the capacity to write a piece about What's in the Box? and how it's been a secret hideaway gem of the Fringe for the last nine years because I do not enjoy tooting my own trumpet.
For my birthday I would like to give you the opportunity to be better than the DWP. Being disabled with zero income fucking sucks!
It is my birthday tomorrow! My eyes are shit and I have had a shit year with ailments and fighting the DWP. I gig less because of this, and everything is expensive because of the blindness/shit hands. For my birthday, I would like money to survive another year of this. Help me make it to 40 easier.
I have come to respond to the sight of rain (or even promising-looking cloud cover) the way I used to respond to snowfall as a child.
Not my photo, but I saw this ad on a bus earlier today, and was VERY confused, until I realised that the word *I* was thinking of was "packers".
Just got an NHS letter inviting me to take part in a prostate health survey. But don't worry, there was a trans inclusive footnote. It's "open to men, trans women, and non-binary people who were assigned male at birth." So... Open to trans men, then? You sure about that, hon?
Me: "OMG not everything has to be anthropomorphic. It's a car, not your kid🙄" Also me; "I can't throw her out! I forgot about her! And she was all by herself in the back of the cupboard! And she grew LEAVES 😭😭😭 You're gonna be OK, sweet potato child of mine!"
Dreamt a workaround to the "Third Space" argument for venues to provide segregated toilets for trans people: Make the trans toilets way nicer than the cis toilets. Felt like a goddamn genius. Then I woke up and @frizfrizzle.bsky.social informed me that that's literally a plotline in South Park
[politics understander just read the niemoller poem] oh hell yeah thats loads of people before they come for me that will buy loads of time , sick
If you thought that saying "Actually, it's not*a* panini? The singular form is paninO?" made you sound intellectual, then check me out unironically referring to a peperamo.
a dream realised, an ambition achieved. My partners were doing a crossword the other day and needed to know what a citizen of Belgrade's called. I GOT TO USE THE CAPITALS OF EUROPE SONG TO FIND THE ANSWER! @johnfinnemore.bsky.social - thank you.
"Well now. There's a name I ain't heard in a while..."
What a glorious month to increase my mirtazipine dose.
There's never been a better time to share this stunning artistic collaboration between myself and @robertgalbraith.bsky.social
TMI post I just did a shit for the entirety of Starmer's resignation speech, while receiving live updates from my partners in the next room via messenger. One such message was "...He's got fucking inspirational backing music!" That he had, gentle reader. That he had. *Parp*
Trying to find your partner at pride feels like a Lucy and Yak sponsored edition of Where's My Cow. Where's my partner? Is that my partner? They're wearing dungarees! The dungarees have sunflowers on them! That's not my partner!
[Teenage Hamlet experimenting in his youth]: Alas, poor bollock. I chew him. Fellatio?
I'm counting my chickens before they hatch and using a basket to keep a tally of them. This seems easy!
Remember last week when I was told I had a new lens put in my eye? Nope! The nurse assigned to me after my Friday eye surgery just... guessed? The doctor I told during my appointment was bery confused and outraged. Hey! Discharge nurses! Please don't guess this shit!
I was there for this call, and the PIP employee *actually* said "You can make a complaint, or whatever..." Which is the kind of gold star customer service that makes Britain great.
Today I said "oh, so the previous person I called lied to me?" and the representative told me I could make a complaint to which I replied "THAT SOUNDS LIKE MORE HOOPS FOR ME TO JUMP THROUGH".
Basically, partners have spent a lot of their own money helping me out during my blindness. I have also spent a lot on Ubers to hospitals and have missed out on gigs. DWP and PIP are still missing me about. If you wanna help cover these costs, it would be greatly appreciated.
Paypal: paypal.me/frizfrizzle Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/frizfrizzle Many thanks x