Unfollowing Facebook

Those of you that have been following for a while know that I absolutely hate Facebook.  I do.  Truly.  With a passion.  Twitter is worse but I’m not on that site so that hate doesn’t burn as hot.  Of course, if I were forced to write a list of things I hate it would be really long and have to get updated on a daily basis but FB would be near the top.

I was active on it for a year or two when it was still “new” and “cool”, like everyone else, but quickly got annoyed by all the BS everywhere.  I don’t give a shit about what some one-time friend had for lunch, or what motivational poster they liked.  Also, the loss of privacy, the transparency of everyone’s information about every little detail of their life was terrifying.  When I was in college I did a report on how ridiculously easy it is to steal identities that scares me to this day (really, all you need is a full name and a birthday).  But it’s not just criminals, there’s Facebook stalking, potential employers, trolls, skeezy family members (I have stories), and all the other creepy shit that happens online. Continue reading

Bad Dreams

If you’re a softy like me when it comes to family and children, I’d advise you to skip this post.

When I dream my brain goes to some crazy places.  Most of the time I can trace back the epic stories to some catalyst during the day.  When I did Walking Dead binges my dreams would start off with some predictable zombie scenario but then spin out into these crazy places.  But almost always I can pin point the inspiration.

The few times I can’t are usually the nightmares.  Unlike the epic adventures, these almost seem to stem from some otherworldly influence.  Some dark force creeps into the room and implants the seeds of those bottomless dreams.  Corridors of horror that only lead to more corridors, endless doors into the blackest of the black.

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Music Snob

Yes, I’m a music snob.  If you’ve followed for a while you probably already know that, I’ve mentioned it in a couple of my music video posts.

For those of you that haven’t been following long, or are forgetful like me, I played in several bands during my high school and college years.  I even seriously considered moving to Seattle to go to school for Audio Engineering, they have some fantastic schools and the music scene there is incredible.

Being a musician, even if I don’t play much anymore, I’m very picky of “popular” music.  Really picky, to the point where I can’t listen to the radio (doesn’t help that there are only a couple stations here and they’re terrible).

The problem is, most music getting played on the radio these days is all done on computers.  It’s crap.  I’m talking pop mostly, they’re the biggest offenders and get played the most.  They slap a computerized drum track down, throw on some synthesizers, (maybe) have one or two real musicians for things like violin, and have someone sing over it all.  It’s not real music.  That would be like equating a photoshop expert to a painter, maybe his photoshop skills are art, maybe not, but they’re definitely two different things. Continue reading

The Unfinished Line

I thought I’d give everyone a glimpse into how my brain works today.

This afternoon I was walking my pup I saw something that piqued my curiosity.  A Mercedes.  Just seeing a car wouldn’t mean much, this is a wealthy town, but what happened next was weird.  It stopped.

While the town I live in has a lot of millionaires, or at least their vacation houses, I live in the bad neighborhood.  Like a lot of nice places they managed to single out a neighborhood for all the druggies, broke people, and anyone they don’t want mixing with the blue bloods.  The park, across the creek from my apartment, has to have the homeless population routinely rousted.  On the other side of my building is a halfway house. Continue reading

Enjoying Bachelorhood

With my current single-hood, and with the lack of interest in dating, I’m aware that the blog hasn’t been particularly interesting nor will that probably change much any time soon.  That’s part of the reason I did a drunken post over the weekend about how much I love eating p*ssy.  Just because I’m celibate at the moment doesn’t mean I can’t relive some fun memories.

The thing is, I’m really digging being single right now.  I’m not looking around.  At all.  I even took down the only dating site profile I still had up.  Nada.  And it’s awesome.  It’s given me plenty of time to work on a few things, get my head on straight, and stop worrying about a lot of stupid shit.  If I feel like being a lazy ass and sitting around in sweat pants on a Saturday drinking cheap beer there’s no reason why I shouldn’t.  Fuck yeah.  Or putting up drunken blog posts about going down on women.  Why not? Continue reading

Jes@s, I love to eat P*ssy

In case you couldn’t tell from the somewhat edited title, this is an adult themed post.  And I’m more than a little intoxicated a the moment.  So:

“The following program contains adult themes and situations, parental discretion is advised.”

Sigh… Wow, I feel so much better now that I’ve gotten that out of the way.  Would’t want to taint any innocent minds with my salacious thoughts.  Because sex and adult themes are things that need to be carefully controlled and contained in isolated places and never discussed openly.  Apparently.

But now that that’s out of the way…

So, I loooove to eat pussy.  I just want to say that upfront, out loud, and nice and straight forward.  It’s, like, my favorite hobby.  Once a woman spreads her legs for me I know how I’m going to be spending the next hour or two.  The only limitation really is how long my tongue and jaw can keep going because I love it that much. Continue reading

The Cover Process

Over the years I’ve put up a few dozen comics and cartoons on this site.  They’re fun, they’re quick, and they amuse me greatly.  I’m not a terrific artist by any means, barely a decent cartoonist, but I’ve got a few skills.

And sometimes I use those skills to create covers for the stories I’m writing.  It’s a motivational thing, makes it easier to get through the project if I have some vision of what it could look like when I’m done.
A couple weeks ago I mentioned something new I’m doing, an erotica-noir-satire that’s all around dirty, sleazy and fun.  I’ve also worked out a draft cover for it and thought I would share my process for creating them.  It’s not fast, it’s actually a pretty big pain in the butt, and I’m sure there are easier ways, but this is what works best for me (so far).  And this is one of the more straightforward covers I’ve done.

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I read an article today that was interesting, it was about how over sensitized some people have become, especially in colleges.  Teachers have been fired, Universities embarrassed, and many are still struggling over how to handle it.  Essentially, anything can be seen as offensive or uncomfortable to somebody.  What’s fine for one student/reader/etc. will be bothersome to another.  They’ve talked about making important writings and courses optional because someone might be bothered by it.

There are plenty of examples in the article:


Now, while that seems a little scary and strange, I realized it tied into one of my other theories about how the internet will lead to TEOTWAWKI (The End Of The World As We Know It, for non-survivalist reality tv show types.  C’mon, I know you laugh at Doomsday Preppers).  I joke about social media and smartphones being signs of the Apocalypse but this is a bit more serious. Continue reading

Being An Adult Sucks

Rant time, once again.

I’m having a crappy-craptastic day.  Being an adult can be really, really frustrating.

First, I’ve been dealing with rental property issues.  Again.  Every time I think I’m getting a little bit ahead of life’s hurdles something comes out of left field.  Less than three months ago I dropped three grand down that particular black hole but the gods weren’t appeased.  Maybe another four will do the trick?  Sigh, cutting another check.  So much for that ticket to go see my kid later this year.

All morning was spent calling different vendors and the managers, because of the time difference I had to get up early and lose a couple hours of work just to talk to them. Continue reading

Men and Breakups

Last month I mentioned an interesting article I’d read recently.  At the time I didn’t feel like going into it so it was just the preface to a Friday Night Music post.

An excerpt:

The post I was going to originally do was based on this article, “Why Break Ups Hurt More For Women.”

For those too lazy to read the article, it describes how men and women react differently to break ups.  According to the study, women are hurt far more when a relationship ends, then they eventually recover and are generally stronger for the experience.  Compared to men, men are hurt less after the break up but never recover, just move on.

Just reading that summary, you should have some idea where I’m going with this.  I kind of feel like the article and the study missed something.  The title says break ups hurt more for women… but they recover… and are stronger afterwards, men are just kind of a footnote but it says they never get over it.  To me, that begs the question how break ups (some study said we average three by our thirties) affect men long term.  According to the study women would get stronger and stronger, it seems to follow then that men would get weaker and weaker… which is fascinating in many ways.  But they never follow up on that.

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