- 02:14 @twitter So far, in the beta, I’m not into losing the ability to comment on RT in the Tweet. Prefer more conversational. #
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by Amelia G : November 15th, 2009
Some time ago, I wrote a piece about Secret Diary of a Call Girl, then airing on Showtime. This weekend, the writer of the book and blogs the show was based on came forward and unmasked herself. Rumor is that she decided to expose her true identity because some ex-boyfriend was shopping her story to the tabloids. She says she decided to out herself because it wasn’t much fun not being able to go to her own book release party for the recently released Belle De Jour’s Guide to Men.
Around this time last year, Belle wrote in her blog, “What I write about is something every depiction of prostitution in this country in recent years has not been permitted to say. There will be no comeuppance. There will be no guilt and shame. And most importantly, there will be no white goddamn knight . . . Myself, personally, I am enjoying life. Neither in spite of nor because of my past but because I choose to . . . because no one else wants to say these things, I can: I will. I am unrepentant. I make no apologies for my past or what I write. And my future will be no worse than yours as a result.”
It will be sociologically interesting to see how outing herself pans out for her future. So far, people’s reactions seem mixed. Because here is the kicker: Belle de Jour is a research scientist who specializes in the impact of pesticides on children, such as exotic cancers. So the people who were hoping best-selling author and high end escort Belle was pathetic in her real life are disappointed. And the part-time sex workers who hand themselves a blue ribbon and an award for having got through a few months of college are feeling a bit inadequate. There are exceptions, but a lot of the press on Dr. Brooke Magnanti seems sort of hostile, like they either have to refer to her research science as obscure or her sexual past as very very naughty.
My response: How fucking cool is it that someone could be hot enough to charge three hundred pounds an hour via Barbarella’s escort agency as a young woman and go on to be both a witty best-selling author and work on science to help sick children?! That is like female Buckeroo Banzai . . .
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by Amelia G : October 22nd, 2009
Olatunde Osunsanmi directs the beautiful Milla Jovovich in The Fourth Kind. Close Encounters was the third kind i.e. contact with extraterrestrials. The Fourth Kind is alien abduction. Apparently, there is a part of Alaska which has had an unusually high number of missing persons and an unusually high number of otherwise credible people who appear to truly believe they have been the victims of alien abductions.
The movie is part documentary and part reenactment, juxtaposing videotapes psychologist Dr. Abigail Tyler made of patients with reenactments by Milla Jovovich. I may have a stronger opinion one way or the other, after seeing the movie, but I’m personally on the fence on what to think about alien life forms performing experiments on humans.
By the way, according to the alien interaction scale, the second kind is collecting evidence of aliens and the first kind is just sighting a UFO.
Perhaps Kids in the Hall can offer some insight:
Alien 1: So what’s bothering you?
Alien 2: Ah, lately I just keep wondering what’s the point?
Alien 1: The point?
Alien 2: Yeah. What’s the point of what we do?
Alien 1: Sorry, I don’t follow you
Alien 2: Well, I mean, we travel 250,000 light years across the universe, abduct humans, probe them anally and release them.
Alien 1: Yeah? And?
Alien 2: Well, doesn’t it seem kind of pointless?
Alien 1: I really don’t think about it.
Alien 2: Well don’t you think you should?
Alien 1: No, I don’t think I should. I don’t think I should question the . . .
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by Amelia G : October 21st, 2009
Gingerdead</strong></a>’s Calan Ree asks the important questions. Why is candy corn so emblematic of Halloween and why does candy corn taste so much less . . .
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How awesome is it that Nina Sin has a cheerleader outfit like this!? Forrest Black and I knew we were going to shoot her in this outfit the moment we saw it. The only hard part was for all of us to stop suggesting cheers for Satan, so we would not be giggling through the shots. Full set posted to Blue Blood VIP today.
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Like Dave Chappelle says, intolerable. (Except that my job is mostly pretty cool, aside from feeling responsible for so many people.)
I wish there was a battery of tests for IQ and reading comprehension, which people had to pass before they were given access to the internet. I would not ignore someone who was talking to me at a party, unless I felt really hostile towards them for some reason and was trying to be rude. Alas, too many people on the internet are not worth engaging at all, even when they are speaking directly to me. It just does not come naturally to me to dismiss people, even anonymous trolls, as too insignificant to reply to. And I always think people will see reason, if given the opportunity. LOL. But I’m learning. I hope.