Make Amends Amazons

I was at a party a few weekends ago which was a very enjoyable evening and conversation over the night provided me with one stunning revelation, which I'm still digesting and mulling over how I feel, plus another piece of information which has inspired this little piece of hair pulling cat fight bitching.

A bit of history for you all. When I started in my current job 4 years ago, way back in 04, the Wellington Lesbian ball was booked at my venue so I took over the management of the event. It turned out to be a fun night with a good turnout. The next year the committee came back to me and re booked, however a month or 2 into the process there was some infighting and a rival committee was formed which eventually took over the event. The 05 event WENT OFF and was a great night, the turnout equalling that of the Auckland ball. So come 06 the committee came back to me and re booked, but for various reasons the ball had to be held later in the year than usual.

As the time for the 06 ball drew closer ticket sales were stagnant until eventually the whole event was downsized to a different room configuration, but still the ball happened. When I asked my main committee contact why sales were so low she said that rumour on the street was that the Amazons had got their tits in a tangle over something and put out a major boycott campaign against the ball. As a result of the low sales and resulting stress the committee decided to disband, so no 07 ball took place, and no 08 ball looks likely either.

Now if you read my profile you will see that I describe myself as deeply shallow, along with this goes very gullible, so when I heard this rumour I thought "this can't be so, why would one group of lesbians want to sabotage the efforts of another. This town is too small, it must just be malicious, yet entertaining rumour".

Fast forward now to the party of the other weekend and a pair of dykes I chatting with who are members of the Amazons. (Their website is under reconstruction, they are a lesbian softball club) As our conversation about large breasts ambled on it ended up on the topic of the last 05 Lesbian ball, Heroes and Villains was the theme. They both said what a great night it was, how they had had fun and how several couples they know got together at that ball. I then mentioned about the poor turnout for the event the following year.

They then both quite openly said that it was because the Amazons had done a deliberate boycott of it. As I had already been floored and gobsmacked by another party guests revelation, this was just the icing on the cake.

So Amazons, I don't understand. Why, when this town has so few GOOD women's events do you want to go and sabotage other peoples efforts. We all know that your fundraising "dances" are the most dire nights out ever, yet still we show support and attend. I'm also told that the Wellington Lesbian website is run by you as well (think we wouldn't notice the matching symbols) and that one can only get their event advertised if it suits your needs.

It's time to make amends Amazons. If you think you can and want to control the Wellington lesbian scene, well do something positive for once. Make the 08 Lesbian ball happen, I have the venue, you know where I am. Hopefully some kind reader will forward this link to an appropriate person. And NO before anyone asks, I am the venue so I can't be on the committee, conflict of interest and all that.

Another little interesting thing to ponder. I've spoken with my counterpart at the Auckland property that does the lesbian ball each year, and it goes off like clockwork, no dramas, but here in our capital city due to petty bitching and squabbling the event is erratic. This is a night where over 250 lesbians get together and have a great night, as was shown in 05, but it doesn't happen because of different factions having tanties and not wanting to play nicely with each other.

Get it together women and do something positive for Wellington Lesbians for once.

Hello World

I am still here but every time I try to blog someone interrupts and wants me to do some errrrr...ick....work!!

However I have a couple of good posts brewing and due to the current erratic nature of my hormones the bitch gene is switched on full, so anyone who has pissed me off lately, BEWARE.

A very fun week.....and child abuse # 5

Well it's been a very entertaining week or so, starting with the dinner party and it's interesting and lively conversation on gender issues, a party with even more interesting revelations and much too much hard liquor, a fabulous night out at Matterhorn, the cyber world bringing me the cd I so wanted, and the discovery of this trader on Trademe.

The only smudge was when I took the child to catch the bus to go visit her father (first visit in 18 months), and for a brief 5 minutes it looked as though the bus was broken, however the ever resourceful bus driver liberated an empty drink bottle from a handy bin, filled it with water, did something, and voila the bus started again. I really have no idea what he did as I was hiding in the warmth of my car praying furiously to the God of fixing buses. My last vision as I sped away was of the bus driving down Aotea Quay with clouds of black smoke billowing out the back. She was on the bus, it was moving, any breakdowns are now the fathers problem.

And then the Universe had another treat in store for me and that arrived on Sunday. Some very very kind friends have given me a Mac G4, I am so excited. For those non geeky readers it's a bit like suddenly going from Hannahs shoes to Manolo Blahniks. The friends decided as it was sitting round their house doing nothing it would be kind to give it to the needy poor, that is the official story. Reality is that it is child abuse # 5 as I now have incredible control over her computer and internet access, and with a mere quick change of password she can have no access at all. No more pulling plugs out of walls, or carrying power cables in my handbag to work, I have the power as the ADMINISTRATOR. The kind friends "apologised" that it only has a 40 gig hard drive, knowing full well that my old pc is only 7gig.

I'm still so excited by it, I can't wait to see what the next week has in store for me......oh that's right I know already......sewing machine, number 1 daughters ball dress, oh well, at least I can look at my lovely new Mac while I sew.

I Love the Cyber World

As per my post below the Duffy cd is now sitting on my desk ready to be loaded in and listened to.

Big thank you Sharron.

Now I wonder if the the same process will work for the skirt at Ricochet that I'm currently in love with?

Birthday Present Please

It's my girlfriends birthday next Monday so I would like a present please. I already have something for her, just need a wee frippery extra, but I have decided that I need a present as well.

To make it easy I will tell you what I want, and that is a copy of the Duffy album "Rockferry". I will gladly accept full legal purchased version, or not quite so legal burnt copy, or just upload it on to your website so I can grab it from there.

I can't do it!

I have an infection in the nail bed of a finger, and trust me this is a lesbians worst nightmare!!

I have been given antibiotics to clear it up, but they are torture. The instructions say "take on an empty stomach either 2 hours after food, or 1 hour before eating". Now by my reckoning that means 3 hours with out food....3 hours without eating. That's impossible!!

I am not coping well, not helped by the staff blatantly eating every time I walk past them. I think I will go and fiddle with the roster as revenge.

Phew, Panic Over

As I've mentioned below I'm having a dinner party this weekend, part of the "let's invite eclectic mixes of people over" campaign to amuse and entertain.

Yesterday it suddenly occurred to me that given the small incestuous nature of the Wellington lesbian scene I may have invited couples who have along the way shagged each other, and are now in bitter cold war.

In order to make sure I haven't committed some form of social faux pas I emailed one set of guests airing my concerns, but also saying that really I don't give a shit as warring lesbians would only add to the ambience and that we are all adults so they would just have to cope.

The response is below:

We do know them, they are lovely. Miraculously, neither MS D nor I have slept with, drunkenly come on to or have had a hair-pulling cat-fight style altercation with either one of them. Some sort of Wellington lesbian first, no doubt.

More like a fukkin miracle from my research of the interconnecting series of exe's that constitute the local scene.

Is it the 80's again? and the price of beef.

I've just followed a link and found that I'm listed on some new feminist blogsite, along with Cactus and Eggs Benedict among others, though sadly Mrs Smith isn't there. Why? And here was me thinking that hard core feminism died with the 80's. Does this mean I'm going to have to dig out my "Sexism is a Social Disease" badge and other relics of the age that I put into retirement after the swansong of the Women's March against Nuclear Power (for those of you who weren't there it was bigger than the Dave Dobbyn riot). I'm quite looking forward to seeing the purple plastic dangly earrings again.

I guess by the time I became a sound engineer, and worked amongst all the boys both here and in London, I felt I'd achieved my aim and could see the next generation of girls entering the music business with no barriers, so no longer belonged to any "groups". Also by that time most "feminist' or "womyns" groups were all run by hard core radical left wing lesbian feminists, kinda tricky for someone who thought they liked a bit of both but avoided all that, cos really it was all just too hard. As a little aside, I signed up for training to be a phone counsellor on the womensline phone. At the first training session I was the only woman there who wasn't a hard core RLWLF, or a rape victim, or a man hater. I ended up not completing the training because I had a healthy attitude to boy sex and just didn't fit in.

However, it seems that not only is feminism still alive and kicking, but there are even little sub groups like Anarchist Feminists who are having an event over ANZAC weekend. Do go look at the site, the advertising poster for the event looks like a piece of lesbian porn.

Anyway, on to more important things, the price of beef. I'm having a wee dinner party this weekend, and as two of the guests are the gym junkies who are very afraid of carbs, I'm being a kind hostess and doing beef as the main. (I'm also doing a flourless chocolate cake for dessert, they didn't mention fat ,so I'm sure the 500g of chocolate it contains will be ok) So last Sunday I stopped in at the butchers to see if they had any of the lovely vacpacks of beef fillet that I usually get, which they did. I then looked at the price.......$72 for a 2kg fillet. After I picked myself up off the floor I looked again, and the price and weight was the same. The last one I bought cost me $45, and yes it was a year ago, but still, that's...let me see.....count, divide, multiply ......mmmmmm......a 62% price increase.

When I asked the butcher man about it, it was the same story as cheese and butter, international prices. Fuck me. I'm kind of over this international prices scam. I think I might try the same line when I ask for a pay rise next month.

Anyway, Cactus I know you mentioned the price of NZ beef fillet in HK a while back, so when you get back there could you give us the current price you are paying in that top line supermarket you frequent.

Oddly though if I buy the fillet trimmed and cut it will only cost me $33.75 a kilo, so sorry cats no lovely trimmings for you this weekend.

What were they thinking?

Goodness, I've just had a look at my site meter and I am astounded. As a result of Cactus saying that she was blogging from my office I have had the most visitors ever to this site in one day.

She was blogging ok, you know.....computers, keyboards, I was.......oh....... whatever I say your filthy little minds are going to make your own stories up.........

Was it good for you Cactus??

Belated Tuesday Statistics

Since Cactus Kate has been sitting in my office blogging, I guess I should too, as you know I'd hate to feel left out.

So here are the slightly belated Tuesday stats. It seems there has been an absolute flurry of questioning over in the US of A as to Jillian Michaels sexual preference, and here I was thinking everyone was obsessing over Hillary and the tall handsome black man.

Out of the last 100 visitors 46% of you have arrived here by asking "is Jillian Michaels a lesbian" or variations thereof, and I have included the one particularly dirty minded individual who asked about Jillian Michaels pussy.

I just love some of the names of those towns over there, and two I particularly like are Eureka, Illinois, and Sunrise, Florida. Don't you just want to go there and see what those towns are like.

So, all you lovely American readers please do tell what is going on over there that is suddenly making you all interested in Jillian's sexuality. And if it's just from the latest "Biggest Loser" airing please don't give anything away as we're a season behind here.