Do you see the cobbles on the streets? Everywhere you look, stone & rock. Can you imagine what it feels like to reach down with your bones & feel the living stones? The city is built on itself, all the cities that came before. Can you imagine how it feels to lie down on an ancient flagstone & feel the power of the rock buoying you up against the tug of the world? And that's where witchcraft begins. The stones have life, & I'm part of it. - adapted from Terry Pratchett
Unusually for me, this year I have made a new year's resolution, and so far I am both sticking to it and finding it's having the effect I want. It is to speak my mind more (those who know me in person would probably say I should speak it less) or rather, to speak my mind more so that things don't fester. Festering is a haxardof being an INFJ, and when I look back through my life I see the classic INFJ pattern of letting things fester and ultimately slamming the door on someone.
To me this is perfectly reasonable behaviour, and I also don't feel the need to tell other people that their behaviour breaks my rules. Actually this bit sounds less reasonable put down like this, but I can truthfully say I don't regret slamming the door when I do it. I wonder how people are, but they have done something beyond the pale and there's no going back.
But in the relentless pursuit of doing things differently, I'm surprised to find that speaking my mind has not yet resulted in everyone disowning me. So far it appears to be improving my relationships. However I'm still an INFJ and if you don't listen when I speak my mind you're already on the way out!
Otherwise, to avoid dealing with idiots I might start saying I think I'm autistic. I'm not actually. But the INFJ personality can seem autistic to those predisposed to see it everywhere, and it gets people off your back.
Btw I do like the quote from John Lennon. Despite apparently being a raging homophobe he had a delicious dick. Lucky Yoko.
Ghetto Golf is an attraction at the Custard Factory in the Digbeth area of the city. You can get blind drunk on the cocktails (when we went on our work do I had one called a Digbeth State of Mind, and if you know Digbeth it lived up to its name) and then try to play crazy golf in a graffitied course in an old warehouse. It is actually good.
It's hit the news in the Birmingham Mail this week because a porn film was made there just before it opened:
Porn stars got into the swing of things at Digbeth's Ghetto Golf crazy course - by filming an adult movie.
Customers were shocked to find hardcore scenes had been filmed at the indoor warehouse attraction, at The Custard Factory on Gibb Street.
Extreme sex acts were shot next to the first hole - a graffiti-covered novelty bus where partygoers would later sit at the wacky 18-hole and cocktail bar venue.
A spokeswoman for Ghetto Golf confirmed the venue had been used to film the porn movie but said it was a one off.
The spokeswoman said: "The company were aware the adult movie was filmed on the premises and there are no plans to allow any future explicit films to be shot on location at Ghetto Golf.
"This was the first and only adult movie filmed on location at any of our venues."
Ghetto Golf opened in October 2017 and has been a huge hit with customers.
Gaming hole with graffiti of Game Boy(Image: Birmingham Mail)
It costs £10 for a round on the adult-themed course. The course combines crazy golf, graffiti, cocktails and street food.
The eye-popping and witty decor was the result of 130 Brummie graffiti artists turning a whitewashed warehouse into a work of art.
Every part of the walls and ceiling is covered in colourful designs.
Alexxa Vice, a new heroine of mine, at Ghetto Golf
Personally I think the place was designed with porn in mind and only moonlights in the day as a golf place. I'm not sure that the customers will be shocked,as the venue is adults only and props the Mail couldn't bring themselves to mention include dildos and other sex toys. I really hope this increases business and would advise the owners to allow whole-venue bookings with, er, recording facilities. What I like best is that the film in question is not exactly what you'd call vanilla (don't read any further if you are of a sensitive disposition):
Angel Long's "A Proper Mess" is the work of a filthy mind. As she provokes spit-soaked anal perversion from behind the camera, her running commentary heightens the nastiness, despite (and because of) her elegant English accent. Dominant Angel gags, slaps and fingers pale, natural Misha Cross. Angel shoves Misha's head down on Marc Rose's big boner for a BJ and then up his ass for a rim job. He buttfucks Misha into the floor as she eats Angel's pussy. Frank Cross spits in tattooed, pierced Alexxa Vice's face, and aggressive throat fucking creates cascading rivers of slobber. His stiff meat goes straight to anal. Foul-mouthed Sophie Anderson treats Antonio Black's big black cock to a graphic, deep-throat blowjob. Her enormous jugs jounce as he slam-fucks her sphincter; extreme sodomy comes with ass-to-mouth cocksucking, immense rectal gaping and deep pussy plowing. Angel and Mr Longwood each cram three fingers into naturally buxom Lucia Love's asshole at once. Slobber flows and her reddened eyes water. She gargles cum, blows bubbles and licks spunk from the floor to climax a slaphappy, slobbery interracial mess.
Angel Long's "A Proper Mess" is a single-disc DVD with behind-the-scenes footage, cumshot recap, cast list and filmography.
This is not the first time the Mail has fulminated about porn being shot in private in otherwise public venues in the city. Although on the other occasion it seems it was done in secret without the owners being aware:
Bosses at a Birmingham bowling alley, dubbed the perfect place for kids’ parties, have launched an investigation after hardcore porn was secretly filmed at the venue.
Sordid scenes of graphic sex involving two women and a man carrying bowling shoes were filmed at the PLS Bowling Complex in Stirchley.
When the Sunday Mercury showed the venue’s new management team stills from the footage, they pledged to leave no stone uncovered in the search for the culprits.
Martin Parsonage, who is in the process of taking over the Pershore Road building’s lease, said: “By hook or by crook, I will find out who is responsible.
“But I know there is nothing that can bring us or PSL into disrepute – because I know we were not involved.”
Hello gentle readers, happy new year from the Hound to you. Unless you have ill will, in which case may the year bring you... well, you'll see soon enough!
The picture is of my altar as it is currently set up. This is not the first time I have had a toy on my altar - previously I had a toy Mystery Machine, which of course represented the obvious trips into mystery for we pesky kids.
I have posted about Divine recently if you click the right hand arrow at bottom of the page once or twice. And I intend to blog about my new tarot deck, the gorgeous Everyday Tarot, in its own right because I love it already.
My new year's resolution is not to let things fester so much and to try to say them more. Of course the people who know me in person may not wish for me to do this, but there we are!
