Could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of a hurry.
We'll just say where we are,
Then go back to the car.
We don't want to fuck Tim Curry.
No, coffee isn't helping. . .
Right, Tristan Risk: Pink Shoot. Rather like this image, but as usual couldn't explain why. The composition and the lines, I think. And the idea of selling a shoot/gallery rather than having a monthly subscription fee seems like a good one (which reminds me, should resub to DCBBW's BigCuties site since I'm gainfully(?) employed again); haven't seen that before, but I'm not really keeping up with economic trends in the erotica/pornography. . . perhaps another cup of coffee would be a good idea.
Put Tina back on the main page, causing some. . . issues in Mozilla, in Linux, in 800 x 600. Since pretty much everyone runs a higher resolution (and IE, but I prefer not to take that into consideration), does it work ok for you? Or does she show up at the bottom of the page, instead of aligned between the entries and links?
While I'm not on the subject of graphics and the economics of sexuality web sites, no, I didn't somehow forget that donate to Scarleteen image over there. Although, looking over the donor list, I'm starting to think you lot have. Or perhaps it just hasn't been updated. Or you specifically noted that you wished to remain anonymous.
Rambling again. Didn't sleep particularly well, although I did pass out early and miss watching a tape of the Chicago Wolves - Gryffindor game with Redpac last night, because I suck.
And the GhettoFabulous Jessica never rang me back about dinner on Sunday. Well, I don't need a house to fall on me. Or get doused with water and melt, or turn into a girl, or a boy, or a panda, or. . . wait, this isn't coffee, it's Grolsch Premium Lager. How the hell did that happen?
I kid, I kid. Coffee with a splash of Rice Dream Chocolate Enriched, with a cigarette (and remind me not to run out when I'm at work again; paid an extra $1.50 "you're buying stuff in the Loop, sucker" inconvenience charge at the inconvenience store down the street from my job yesterday), out on the back porch. We had some freezing rain, or maybe it's just the snow melting and re-freezing on the cold metal.
Did I mention that the birthday gift from The Good Twin that I'd been babbling about a while ago was a camera?
No, and I probably shouldn't in an entry where I'm currently babbling about erotica sites and suchlike. Um, no. I leave these things to the professionals. You wanna see me nekkid, subscribe to Heather's site. Which will also give you access to the archives of Scarlet Letters, recently updated with, among other things, a book(s) review by the almost but not quite as ghettofabulous as Jessica R. Gay. Er, it's a review of two books, so review singular but books plural. I think.
Huh. Maybe I'm building up a tolerance for caffeine. This couldn't have anything to do with that whole coffee-Mountain Dew-Red Bull thing I was doing for a while, ya think?
Director's commentary:
Probably should have used the line about rock and roll porn in the title, but don't particularly care for the word/abbreviation "porn" because of the connotations. Yes, I'm a freak. This can be used in "Operation: Aaron Hawkins is a Weirdo Who Doesn't Like the Word Porn". Whateva.
The camera is a Canon PowerShot A300 which I'd put on my Amazon Yeah-I-Wish List as a joke, really. This can be used in "Operation: Aaron Hawkins is a Weirdo Who Puts Things On His Wish List and is Shocked When People Buy Them"
Did I mention I watched the first DVD of Utena when I was in Columbus visiting Neo last month?
Nanami: You have such a nice room.
Utena: Yeah, Himemiya cleans up religiously everyday.
Miki: Himemiya-san must really like to keep things neat, then.
Nanami: Wow, I'm really impressed.
Nanami: Ok, just watch.
Nanami: Think Himemiya Anthy's a cute girl while you can.
Miki: I envy you, Tenjou-sempai, living with such a feminine girl.
Utena: Is that sarcasm?
Nanami: Himemiya-sempai, may I borrow your eraser?
Nanami: A snail, it's a snail!
Nanami: She has a snail in her pencil case!
Utena: Himemiya! I've misjudged you!
Miki: My image of you is ruined!
Nanami: This is the end for you, Himemiya Anthy!
Nanami: That's what's going to happen.
Nanami: Namely, Operation "Oh my gosh, Himemiya Anthy's a weirdo keeping a snail in her pencil case!"
Miki: Did you say something?
Nanami: No, nothing.
Oh, it doesn't work in script form. You have to see it. No, really, you have to see it, it's brill.
Was going to add some bit about how "amateur" as opposed to "professional" also has weird semantic/connotation shit with regard to pornography/erotica, but that might get into the whole "What is alternaporn?" thing, and that always does me head in. Yes, you can probably get another operation out of that. And at this point, I'd actually appreciate some personal attacks that were actually personal, as opposed to randomly selecting something from the Big Book of 'Net Flaming.
And now the commentary is getting as long and rambly as the entry. Right, obviously attempting to chemically induce coherence isn't working. Or I need a better selection of chemicals. Or I accidentally took one of the sleeping pills instead of the antidepressants again. The things are different colors, and in different packaging, you'd think anyone with two brain cells to rub together wouldn't screw that up. . .
lol. No, it doesn't translate to script well, does it? The octopus in the closet was the best, though...