July 7, 2007
there is plenty irony in the arrest of one Al Gore Jnr. if you can’t respect your internal environment, how can you respect the external kind?
the guy had a mini drug menagerie in his car, dope and prescriptive drugs without scripts. So I cannot blame the big man Al for concentrating on the environment, over dealing with his son’s drug misdemeanors.
he may say he’s not thinking about running again, but the environmental issue serves as a great popularity primer.
June 9, 2007
i haven’t had a lot of time to write, to update this little corner of mine. don’t know what to add. three hangovers this week, still counting, and there’s the Saturday afternoon pub ride to come.
May 27, 2007
I haven’t had a lot of time to write, had plenty to read. One of my students wrote the most horrid essay, and I had to correct her on grammar. It’s amazing she got through her first undergrad year. I’m lazy online. It’s the only freedom I have away from the drudgery. She, on the other hand, needs to submit a half decent essay and I’m not going to lower myself to her level; her eyelash batting frequency distracts, and is a major cause of irritation. My supervisor falls for her Belgian accent each time. She’s French, but she’s not. A lingual hybrid, and that’s her appeal.
It’s been weeks since the move, all is coming along well. I haven’t had any inane take me back phone calls from the ex gf, and I’m happily plodding along; beer Friday at the uni bar is taking care of me in the best way possible.
May 5, 2007
May 5, 2007
Imagine flying on a plane and watching a film about 911. It isn’t something you would consider as ideal viewing, but there’s more…
Virgin considered (now cancelled) airing Loose Change, the conspiracy based quasi documentary that accuses the Bush administration of killing its own, and staging 911.
Virgin has always tried to maintain a sexy, playful image thanks to Richard Branson, where every job recruitment process for his airlines is like a cattle call. He’s a middle aged git, who needs firm flesh like a emphysema sufferer needs oxygen.
What more to do to conserve the nice image? Declare that you’ll spend billions to save the environment. He can do that by grounding his entire fleet of airplanes, for one.
Richard Branson, Moron or Messiah?
I’m willing to go with the first. Branson is the most idiotic Briton to date.
Virgin is a sexy as an over painted hooker.
April 28, 2007
Blame it on the break up. It’s possibly jaded my brain but I find fucking couples (def: couples who write all there is to write about their sex lives) absurd, pretentious, morbidly obsessive with their orgasms, outlandish, and unreal.
It’s more reasonable for a bitter and twisted broken hearted individual to obsess about sex or what they find great about fucking, than those perfect sweet smelling couples and I am going to try to present this as logically as I can.
The general idea, which I think is misunderstood, is that singles are frustrated and therefore write. I’m going to wing it here, but I pose that blogging couples are the most frustrated of all. What do they do all day? Fuck?
Billions of couples, along with the ten couples I know, work and they do have sex. If they stopped to write all there was to write about it, then when would they fuck?
Thoughts of couples promoting normal lifestyles, while they spend endless hours documenting every drop of sweat, pre and post cum drop, is more abnormal than a divorcee, single, bachelor, bachelorette and desperado writing about sex.
I find the latter to be normal. They have time.
In most couple blogs one half writes more than the other. So what does the non writing/absent/seldom writing other half do? Then there are the in-absentia couple blogs where one half does all the writing like both parties participate in their blog when they don’t.
The amazing result is that many flock to these dens of coupledom thinking that they reflect one hundred percent perfection. I asked around, away from the web (of extravagance) and I was met with a few sneers.
Couple one has two children, both members work a full forty hour week each, they have childcare concerns, are in the tenth year of a mortgage and if they had a choice between writing about fucking and actual fucking they would fuck, “fuck the writing”. Their words, not mine.
Couple two are DINKS – double income and no kids. One is a marketing manager and the other is a CPA. The CPA often finds herself on an airplane twice a month, and spends time away on the computer or phone communicating with her other half. The marketing manager works overtime three days a week, and when I asked them if they’d write up their sex life they asked me if I was sane.
Couple three feature a stay at home mom of three or homemaker – a better term – and a commercial banker. She heads the school committee, and volunteers at a local nursery outside of school hours, and spends the rest of the time on her children, and husband. Their reaction, to my short quiz, can be summed in one word: giggles.
“Who are these people? Are they a part of the real world?”
my shortlist of doubts below:
couples in blogs never argue
they don’t expand on their relationship and sanitize almost everything (no in-laws or out-laws, no friends outside of their fuck-a-thons)
the Young & the Restless?
It ought to be The Married & Eternally Perfect (without friends, socializing, arguing, tension, & the usual married-coupled shit).
April 27, 2007
Legendary quote, and it rings true, the other thing that also rings true is that fantastic and candidly informative posts, such as No Frills Casual Sex – How to Survive often appear in the Blogosphere with little feedback, and it perplexes me, then again it doesn’t and that’s what I’ll explore.
Out in the mainstream, or the world of women’s publications (the usual magazines filled with fashion tips, copious adverts and beauty suggestions), casual sex is viewed as unsavory, and many publications avoid or handle it with sanitized gloves. Within the Blogosphere, relationship sites or sites discussing nagging issues such as dating, that offer dating tips, are affiliated with an array of online dating services, literally bursting at the seams with advertising that may – depending on the affiliation – generate traffic, and increase exposure.
I think that collectives or blogging communities lack. Some communities, those that focus on a tiny facet, let’s take fucking (as an example), close the door on other subjects that relate to the area they actually focus on: fucking (for example). Associated with this closure of sorts, is the concept of A-List blogging, which is something that I liken to peer groups (pressure, group identity, and so on) in that a peer group will form a cohesive group that will sanction certain elements that the group doesn’t see themselves as identifying with (this could be based on traffic, commentary, whatever). Then follows the blogger ego, and each blog can be considered as a ego of sorts because a page represents a person or people.
There are bloggers that try to highlight things or issues outside their own personal realms, but it’s almost impossible to highlight everything in one page or blog. Even Delicious, as a community, may fail to provide exposure, as indicated by the post in Baggage Claim that prompts a reader to tag the page on Delicious.
So my question relates to whether bloggers step beyond their ego to expand a community, or do some prefer to establish mini-autocracies to emphasize a preferred agenda or set of ideas? Do bloggers set cultural limitations or stipulations, and do these two things determine popularity or exposure?
April 14, 2007
Easter was fun. I ate like the pig I am, and returned to the assignments I had to mark. Fun. My ex girlfriend called to wish me happy easter, taking that three second pause of hope that I didn’t satisfy.
The first online visit in a week did make me laugh.
It’s like someone jammed his cock in a door. The drooling females, possibly on the hunt for new links and traffic, salivate.
IT’S A HIDEOUS COCK. Brings plucked chickens to mind. My own cock shriveled up in response to that image. Are they being real?
It’s given me an idea to highlight the most hideous genitals out there.
April 1, 2007
Yahoo personals has a wide range of advice. This one here switched on my brain. She’s an extrovert, and he’s a homebody. Oh dear!
The events this week prompt me to consider my life:
She’s a student tart, and I’m in the library trying to prepare my tutorials. She looks at me, adjusting her bra strap, and I almost choke on my saliva. Another letter to Abby.
The advice offered in the Yahoo article is offered by a nurse and entrepreneur. Weird combination. What else does she do? Shoot ping pong balls out of her pussy?
March 30, 2007
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