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Vegas was amazing. Almost killed me. Got pix posted now from Sunday the first night at http://www.spookycash.com/fun/janinternext2004/index.html As the week+ went on, there are a smaller and smaller percentage of the pictures from each night I can post. Fortunately, I took a lot of photos, so this is not too much of an impediment.

Hung with Forrest, Szandora, Kayla, Bunny, dyingsunshine, and other non-journal miscreants. Went to sushi dinner. Service was peculiar, but I got what I ordered. Went to club to see Szandora hula. She was magnificent of course. Went to supposed location of Playboy party at Red Rooster. Ended up at Red Rooster Mini Storage, as opposed to Red Rooster swingers club. Oops.

Went to bar at Venetian. This would become a recurring motif for the week.

Hooked up with a bunch of friends, including one fashion plate friend of mine whose luggage had been temporarily lost with all the crazy security. Fortunately it was found or shopping would have been the first order of business. As it was, we all piled into this ridiculous Hummer stretch limo to go to the Playboy party for real this time. My pals were being such alcoholics that they made the limo driver stop off to buy more booze to drink during the trip from the hotel bar to the open bar Playboy party. They drank gross sweet hard liquor beverages which I passed on, but they appeared to enjoy. Club the Playboy party was at was weird. It included bedrooms you could sneak into if you didn’t mind the spooge of swingers past. Rocking good time though.

Then went to bar at Venetian where much misbehavior ensued.

Vegas was amazing. Almost killed me. Got pix posted now from Sunday the first night at http://www.spookycash.com/fun/janinternext2004/index.html As the week+ went on, there are a smaller and smaller percentage of the pictures from each night I can post. Fortunately, I took a lot of photos, so this is not too much of an impediment.

Hung with Forrest, Szandora, Kayla, Bunny, dyingsunshine, and other non-journal miscreants. Went to sushi dinner. Service was peculiar, but I got what I ordered. Went to club to see Szandora hula. She was magnificent of course. Went to supposed location of Playboy party at Red Rooster. Ended up at Red Rooster Mini Storage, as opposed to Red Rooster swingers club. Oops.

Went to bar at Venetian. This would become a recurring motif for the week.

Hooked up with a bunch of friends, including one fashion plate friend of mine whose luggage had been temporarily lost with all the crazy security. Fortunately it was found or shopping would have been the first order of business. As it was, we all piled into this ridiculous Hummer stretch limo to go to the Playboy party for real this time. My pals were being such alcoholics that they made the limo driver stop off to buy more booze to drink during the trip from the hotel bar to the open bar Playboy party. They drank gross sweet hard liquor beverages which I passed on, but they appeared to enjoy. Club the Playboy party was at was weird. It included bedrooms you could sneak into if you didn’t mind the spooge of swingers past. Rocking good time though.

Then went to bar at Venetian where much misbehavior ensued.

Sometimes It Rules to Be Me

It rules to be me! It rules to be me! I was so worried that I was going to get caught up with unimportant nonsense and miss getting my vital work done. But I made my magazine writing and photography deadline. I dyed my hair. I dyed Forrest’s hair. (Forrest has an awesome new hair cut and looks tres HOT!) I got a good start on laundry. We got a bunch of the work done for what we need to have for the conventions. We got our newest site in the hopper to start accepting credit cards. Forrest got updates done for BarelyEvil.com. Still need to do an update for GothicSluts.com and Forrest needs to do one for RubberDollies.com but I think we’ll make it before it is time to go. Also want to do a little clothing shopping beforehand, but I can do that when I get there too. I bought plane tickets for my cool models who are going to hang out with us and got them all the flight info. We finished a photo portfolio project. I think I’ve got almost all the cell phone numbers I will need. I chatted with a bunch of people I am really looking forward to seeing. I am super-psyched to see Szandora.

Thirty-six hours from now I will be eating sushi with a bunch of my favorite paid degenerate pals. Then hitting the Playboy party. Then who knows what.

I hope my grandfather will be all right, but I know there is nothing I can do but send him warm thoughts and hope for the best.

Going to do some business. See some old friends. Meet some people I only know online. Shoot some new models. Maybe make some new friends. Going to be productive and have fun.

Got jacuzzi suite action set for the whole time I’ll be out of town. Of course, that is pretty much known to be a given, if I’m traveling, to anyone who reads my diary. I heart jacuzzis and this one could seat like four people. I know I will come back refreshed. Hopefully, I will not return to instant irritation like after the last cool trip I took. But I hope to be able to check things remotely at least a couple times while I am gone, so should be okay. Fingers crossed…

I may or may not update from the road, but I’ll have lots of goofy snapshots of my adventures when I return.

It rules to be me! It rules to be me! I was so worried that I was going to get caught up with unimportant nonsense and miss getting my vital work done. But I made my magazine writing and photography deadline. I dyed my hair. I dyed Forrest’s hair. (Forrest has an awesome new hair cut and looks tres HOT!) I got a good start on laundry. We got a bunch of the work done for what we need to have for the conventions. We got our newest site in the hopper to start accepting credit cards. Forrest got updates done for BarelyEvil.com. Still need to do an update for GothicSluts.com and Forrest needs to do one for RubberDollies.com but I think we’ll make it before it is time to go. Also want to do a little clothing shopping beforehand, but I can do that when I get there too. I bought plane tickets for my cool models who are going to hang out with us and got them all the flight info. We finished a photo portfolio project. I think I’ve got almost all the cell phone numbers I will need. I chatted with a bunch of people I am really looking forward to seeing. I am super-psyched to see Szandora.

Thirty-six hours from now I will be eating sushi with a bunch of my favorite paid degenerate pals. Then hitting the Playboy party. Then who knows what.

I hope my grandfather will be all right, but I know there is nothing I can do but send him warm thoughts and hope for the best.

Going to do some business. See some old friends. Meet some people I only know online. Shoot some new models. Maybe make some new friends. Going to be productive and have fun.

Got jacuzzi suite action set for the whole time I’ll be out of town. Of course, that is pretty much known to be a given, if I’m traveling, to anyone who reads my diary. I heart jacuzzis and this one could seat like four people. I know I will come back refreshed. Hopefully, I will not return to instant irritation like after the last cool trip I took. But I hope to be able to check things remotely at least a couple times while I am gone, so should be okay. Fingers crossed…

I may or may not update from the road, but I’ll have lots of goofy snapshots of my adventures when I return.

Sickening

My grandfather got the same flu everyone has been getting. Like it did with a lot of people, it moved to his lungs. But he is 96-years-old, so he is in the hospital now. My mother’s brother is blocking all communication with him by other family members in the hopes of getting a bigger inheritance.

The human relationships which should mean more than that which get boiled down to $$$ . . . well, it makes me feel sick and I’m mostly over the flu.

I know I’m just one person and there is only so much I can do to change the world, but I really want to make it a better place…

Ah, Hell, I’m looking forward to this trip. Should be good.

My grandfather got the same flu everyone has been getting. Like it did with a lot of people, it moved to his lungs. But he is 96-years-old, so he is in the hospital now. My mother’s brother is blocking all communication with him by other family members in the hopes of getting a bigger inheritance.

The human relationships which should mean more than that which get boiled down to $$$ . . . well, it makes me feel sick and I’m mostly over the flu.

I know I’m just one person and there is only so much I can do to change the world, but I really want to make it a better place…

Ah, Hell, I’m looking forward to this trip. Should be good.

People are Really Foolish to Constrain Me But I Guess I have No Personal Life

Ya know, I have a lot of venues I could complain about people in where it would make a difference. I have big mailing lists of both snail mail addresses and optin emails and a Yahoo Group. Other people mail their lists with their “side” every time the wind blows. I do not. I could, but I do not.

I write for a lot of magazines and I have been interviewed by a lot of magazines. I don’t use those venues to express who I think is a jerk. I could, but I do not.

People pitch me all the time to write negative stories about folks they do not like. I don’t publish them. I could, but I do not.

I’ve been interviewed about the scene for television on many occasions. I am always asked to include a negative opinion. I refuse to give bad sound bites about the scene. I could, but I do not.

Rumor has it that I have some high traffic web sites too. I don’t post my less pleasant thoughts about other people there. I could, but I do not.

I keep a *personal* journal in order to have a place to vent about some of the things which vex me. I don’t write anything untrue here and I generally don’t even mention names. Yet there are constantly people reading my journal just waiting for something to complain about. If they can figure out any way to be a pain in the ass they will. It makes me feel very constrained.

I need a pressure valve and, if I don’t have a small friendly place to vent, it is going to come out elsewhere.

If some band commits to playing a show and then reneges on their deal, I could complain about it in my journal. Or I could complain about in places where a lot more people would find out my opinion. Or I could take legal action.

If some publisher was supposed to have compensated me more than a year ago and has not, I could complain about it in my journal. Or I could complain about in places where a lot more people would find out my opinion. Or I could take legal action.

If some model has used all of her resources to try to slander me because now she has a site too even if it is a puny one, I could complain about it in my journal. Or I could complain about in places where a lot more people would find out my opinion. Or I could take legal action.

I try to let my distress out in small personal venues, but I could complain a lot louder. I grew up a lawyer’s daughter and I know a lot of people in the scene know I have sued people who have done me wrong in the past. Are people *trying* to get me to go after them? I just want to vent a little and get some advice from my friends online. But, if I can not do that, my frustration is not going to go away. It is going to fester. It is going to cause me more pain and I think that is really unfair. I do not feel like I am too big to be allowed to have a place to be personal. I would rather just murmur about my sorrow, my wish that the world I built my life and dreams around was not filled with ungrateful lazy backstabbers. I’m just sad about it and I don’t want to fight. So, from the point of view of all those who oppose, ARE YOU TRYING TO FORCE ME TO GET YOUR ASSES IN THE RING? Because that is what denying me this outlet is going to get you — bigger noise and lawsuits.

I’m still contemplating my resolutions for 2004 and there have been years I’ve resolved to sue people who deserved it. I take my resolutions seriously too.

So, I’m having another party at the Key Club on January 30. Blue Blood hotties will be performing. What bands do people like? I seem to mysteriously have room for some last minute booking and I need at least one larger band. My first choice was The Murderdolls.

So…….. who do people like at the moment? Please, please, please, make some suggestions of bands you all would like to see me book. Post ’em or email me at Amelia@BlueBlood.net

If you are in a band and you are interested in playing, please mention what you generally like to get when you do a show i.e. $, drinks, etc. I will be booking for shows besides this one this year.

Ya know, I have a lot of venues I could complain about people in where it would make a difference. I have big mailing lists of both snail mail addresses and optin emails and a Yahoo Group. Other people mail their lists with their “side” every time the wind blows. I do not. I could, but I do not.

I write for a lot of magazines and I have been interviewed by a lot of magazines. I don’t use those venues to express who I think is a jerk. I could, but I do not.

People pitch me all the time to write negative stories about folks they do not like. I don’t publish them. I could, but I do not.

I’ve been interviewed about the scene for television on many occasions. I am always asked to include a negative opinion. I refuse to give bad sound bites about the scene. I could, but I do not.

Rumor has it that I have some high traffic web sites too. I don’t post my less pleasant thoughts about other people there. I could, but I do not.

I keep a *personal* journal in order to have a place to vent about some of the things which vex me. I don’t write anything untrue here and I generally don’t even mention names. Yet there are constantly people reading my journal just waiting for something to complain about. If they can figure out any way to be a pain in the ass they will. It makes me feel very constrained.

I need a pressure valve and, if I don’t have a small friendly place to vent, it is going to come out elsewhere.

If some band commits to playing a show and then reneges on their deal, I could complain about it in my journal. Or I could complain about in places where a lot more people would find out my opinion. Or I could take legal action.

If some publisher was supposed to have compensated me more than a year ago and has not, I could complain about it in my journal. Or I could complain about in places where a lot more people would find out my opinion. Or I could take legal action.

If some model has used all of her resources to try to slander me because now she has a site too even if it is a puny one, I could complain about it in my journal. Or I could complain about in places where a lot more people would find out my opinion. Or I could take legal action.

I try to let my distress out in small personal venues, but I could complain a lot louder. I grew up a lawyer’s daughter and I know a lot of people in the scene know I have sued people who have done me wrong in the past. Are people *trying* to get me to go after them? I just want to vent a little and get some advice from my friends online. But, if I can not do that, my frustration is not going to go away. It is going to fester. It is going to cause me more pain and I think that is really unfair. I do not feel like I am too big to be allowed to have a place to be personal. I would rather just murmur about my sorrow, my wish that the world I built my life and dreams around was not filled with ungrateful lazy backstabbers. I’m just sad about it and I don’t want to fight. So, from the point of view of all those who oppose, ARE YOU TRYING TO FORCE ME TO GET YOUR ASSES IN THE RING? Because that is what denying me this outlet is going to get you — bigger noise and lawsuits.

I’m still contemplating my resolutions for 2004 and there have been years I’ve resolved to sue people who deserved it. I take my resolutions seriously too.

IRRITATING [EXPLETIVE DELETED] LONDON AFTER MIDNIGHT

So, I’m having another party at the Key Club on January 30. Blue Blood hotties will be performing. The bands were initially going to be London After Midnight headlining and Dead Girls Corp opening.

So London After Midnight asks for a stupid amount of money and I agree to pay it, even though it is outrageously high. Then London After Midnight says they won’t share a stage with Dead Girls. Then LAM says they won’t share a stage with any other band I mention. Then they say they won’t share the stage with any other band period. Then they tell me they are concerned about sharing the stage with any of my models. Then they tell me they are concerned about exactly who all the sponsors are going to be and want to be able to approve and veto them before I accept any.

Then, after I’ve agreed to a million asinine requests, they tell me that one of the members of the band is going to be unavailable, perhaps out of town, on January 30th. They do not seem to be able to tell me which band member.

So…….. who do people like at the moment? Please, please, please, make some suggestions of bands you all would like to see me book. Post ’em or email me at Amelia@BlueBlood.net

If you are in a band and you are interested in playing, please mention what you generally like to get when you do a show i.e. $, drinks, etc. I will be booking for shows besides this one this year.

My parties are not really money-making ventures, they are to have a good time and give people I work with such as cool models a chance to shine and mingle and have fun. But the last band who headlined a party of mine got a better label deal out of it. 🙂

Splatter Xmas

Okay, I’m starting to get over being sick. Whenever Mark has a shindig at Spike, I always seem to get a cold afterwards. Very mysterious.

So forrestblack and I went to celebrate the holidays with our ghoulish pals. Saw luxotica, machina, yrcomplacency, barb_cure, veronica_o, and of course splatter and many non-LJ folks. yrcomplacency showed me her lovely breasts. Multiple Meltdown cover-hotties were in attendance. Fun was had.

I’ll be doing more structured galleries of stuff like this on BlueBlood.net in 2004, but we are getting ready for a relaunch now. If anyone is interested in doing photography or writing for Blue Blood in 2004, please feel free to post your qualifications and interests or email me at Amelia@BlueBlood.net

Anyway, here is a secret URL on Blue Blood with rest of the snapshots from the evening’s festivities: http://www.BlueBlood.net/gallery/splatterxmassnaps/index.htm As always with snapshots (not to be confused with pro work, studio photography, etc.) if a pic is of you, feel free to repost it in your journal or communities.

Okay, I’m starting to get over being sick. Whenever Mark has a shindig at Spike, I always seem to get a cold afterwards. Very mysterious.

So forrestblack and I went to celebrate the holidays with our ghoulish pals. Saw luxotica, machina, yrcomplacency, barb_cure, veronica_o, and of course splatter and many non-LJ folks. yrcomplacency showed me her lovely breasts. Multiple Meltdown cover-hotties were in attendance. Fun was had.

I’ll be doing more structured galleries of stuff like this on BlueBlood.net in 2004, but we are getting ready for a relaunch now. If anyone is interested in doing photography or writing for Blue Blood in 2004, please feel free to post your qualifications and interests or email me at Amelia@BlueBlood.net

Anyway, here is a secret URL on Blue Blood with rest of the snapshots from the evening’s festivities: http://www.BlueBlood.net/gallery/splatterxmassnaps/index.htm As always with snapshots (not to be confused with pro work, studio photography, etc.) if a pic is of you, feel free to repost it in your journal or communities.

Ack Ack

Had a great shoot today, despite the fact that my voice is still all jacked up. Long shoot but I think the photographs are going to look really awesome. Great girls and feeling inspired through the phlegm.

I really want to be able to scratch the insides of my lungs right now. They itch.

Wanted to go out tonight, but that is not going to happen. I will now return to my coughing schedule.

Had a great shoot today, despite the fact that my voice is still all jacked up. Long shoot but I think the photographs are going to look really awesome. Great girls and feeling inspired through the phlegm.

I really want to be able to scratch the insides of my lungs right now. They itch.

Wanted to go out tonight, but that is not going to happen. I will now return to my coughing schedule.