HAW HAW! Just kiddin'.
OK, technically the Year doesn't begin until mid February. I figured I'd put a heads up on that since stores started shilling (alliteration x4 COMBO BONUS!) Valentine's shit on Christmas Eve. No fucking lie. I saw aisles of WWE, GI Joe and NFL valentines and a myriad of brands doling out fake chocolate in nearly every store I visited that night. Sad, really. Just as sad as Avatar making over a billion dollars. It's one thing to make a profit, but holy shitballs... that's more than the GDP of some countries. Imagine if that amount of people who gave 8, 9 bucks to see computer-generated cat freaks donated it to world hunger, or AIDS research.
Just sayin'. But hey... congrats to Cameron for fooling folks TWICE.
He didn't even need Leo's help this time.
^ Not a tiger.
The New Year was 'eh' at best. I've never celebrated outside before so it wasn't upsetting not to have plans. However, because of a couple weeks of building up the possibility of NYE being unlike all the previous ones, I was kind of expecting to do some things with a few pals. No big deal. I DO have a few resolutions though! I typically don't but a couple realistic expectations came to mind for this year.
- Take no more shit from anyone. 'nuff written.
- Travel like a madman. I don't mean the US... abroad. Norway in May, England, Italy and Japan whenever I can. Any other country is game as well. Yes, even Siberia.
- Have sex at least 10 times. This doesn't mean having sex with 10 partners... just the act of sex counted on both hands. 10 times. For the entire year. It seems easy... but it's ME.
I'll start posting pics with the next blog. Probably post them on my Flickr and link them here. My old laptop went kaput and I had to buy a new one so the editing has slowed considerably. I'll get to it Tez! geeeez.
Bought these for myself during the holidays.
Only getting sucked off by an angel would be better than experiencing those two wonderous creations.
As cool as SG is for the most part... I'm not so into it as I once was. Not a knock on the models here. Those I know are sweet/nerdy/geeky/endearingly weird people. Although after a time, one tends to get used to the tits and ass like breathing oxygen... or Nic Cage still having a movie career. What makes or breaks a streak of quality correspondance and camraderie are the members. Don't know about you folks, but where did the netiquette go? You may have never seen the person in real life, yet that doesn't entitle you to write whatever the fuck you want about or to them. goddamn dickholes.
Misery does love company. 
tangent: New planets? Let's mine that shit!
oh yeah... Happy Birthday, Max Headroom.
