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American Express is everywhere you want to be

Continuing the Bret Easton Ellis Theme . . .

American Express is everywhere you want to be

Okay, the owner of this site gave me permission to post this picture, so long as I linked to his stuff. Does anyone besides me think it is funny that you can get to jerk off to this site for free or just look at the pictures for an hour for FREE. Of course, once that free hour is up, you have to PAY. Did I mention that the name of the site is COKE WHORES?

Listening to old NIN and Skold right now. This is the sort of thing which swayed me from a Rules of Attraction life. Probably a good thing. Except for the dough I guess.

Listening to old NIN and Skold right now. This is the sort of thing which swayed me from a Rules of Attraction life. Probably a good thing. Except for the dough I guess.

Please pass the existential angst and the mirror and a line of 80’s optimism. . .

Just watched Rules of Attraction on DVD. Sort of shot some promo for it, which supposedly their PR people loved, so I figured I should see the actual flick sooner or later. I really liked the book when I read it, which was while I was attending a small New England university. I liked the book so much that I kept reading other books by Bret Easton Ellis with the notion that it was conceivable I would like another one. Generally, his characters have such ennui that I get bored and distracted part way through and am as unmotivated as his characters to finish their lives. Yes, there are a few hilarious moments in American Psycho, but they are early on and I finally got too bored to read every long-ass description of male cosmetic products and sex murders. And I was reading American Psycho on a really dull contract assignment, which I was grotesquely overqualified for, or I probably would have gotten less far into the book.

Still I loved Rules of Attraction. The movie didn’t feel that related to the book. One of my favorite scenes in the book involves the main character trying dispiritedly to jerk off to Playboy and realizing that these women who once seemed sophisticated, older, and out of reach were now younger than he is. In the movie, he just makes a quick reference to jerking off to internet porn which didn’t exist at the time the book was written. But either way it was an entertaining movie. Eric Stoltz gets a “hummer” and I’ve never seen Ian Somerhalder before, but damn is he fucking hot.

I think they should make a Scarface consummables game for Rules of Attraction the movie. Gotta drink Jack when the characters do, masturbate when they do, videotape fucking, abstain from meaningful sex, complain about the essential loneliness of the human condition when they do, do lines until you nose bleeds, and tell your game playing companions to act out the following scene from the movie:

Rupert: Ya want some coke?

Sean Bateman: Um. Sure.

Rupert: Then get some of your own, bitch!

Please pass the existential angst and the mirror and a line of 80’s optimism. . .

Just watched Rules of Attraction on DVD. Sort of shot some promo for it, which supposedly their PR people loved, so I figured I should see the actual flick sooner or later. I really liked the book when I read it, which was while I was attending a small New England university. I liked the book so much that I kept reading other books by Bret Easton Ellis with the notion that it was conceivable I would like another one. Generally, his characters have such ennui that I get bored and distracted part way through and am as unmotivated as his characters to finish their lives. Yes, there are a few hilarious moments in American Psycho, but they are early on and I finally got too bored to read every long-ass description of male cosmetic products and sex murders. And I was reading American Psycho on a really dull contract assignment, which I was grotesquely overqualified for, or I probably would have gotten less far into the book.

Still I loved Rules of Attraction. The movie didn’t feel that related to the book. One of my favorite scenes in the book involves the main character trying dispiritedly to jerk off to Playboy and realizing that these women who once seemed sophisticated, older, and out of reach were now younger than he is. In the movie, he just makes a quick reference to jerking off to internet porn which didn’t exist at the time the book was written. But either way it was an entertaining movie. Eric Stoltz gets a “hummer” and I’ve never seen Ian Somerhalder before, but damn is he fucking hot.

I think they should make a Scarface consummables game for Rules of Attraction the movie. Gotta drink Jack when the characters do, masturbate when they do, videotape fucking, abstain from meaningful sex, complain about the essential loneliness of the human condition when they do, do lines until you nose bleeds, and tell your game playing companions to act out the following scene from the movie:

Rupert: Ya want some coke?
Sean Bateman: Um. Sure.
Rupert: Then get some of your own, bitch

In other graveyard news on recent shoots posted to GothicSluts.com, here is Szandora not being pecked by ducks:

The graveyard with Szandora and Amelia G and Forrest Black

Here is Szandora not being pecked by ducks and flashing:

The graveyard with Szandora and Amelia G and Forrest Black

You can see the big goose here is getting bitched out by his girlfriend or something because shortly thereafter he came after us. Forrest protected me and Szandora from the aggro bird though and we were able to finish the shoot with Szandora for GothicSluts.com:

Ducks chase Szandora and Amelia and Forrest

In other graveyard news on recent shoots posted to GothicSluts.com, here is Szandora not being pecked by ducks:

The graveyard with Szandora and Amelia G and Forrest Black

Here is Szandora not being pecked by ducks and flashing:

The graveyard with Szandora and Amelia G and Forrest Black

You can see the big goose here is getting bitched out by his girlfriend or something because shortly thereafter he came after us. Forrest protected me and Szandora from the aggro bird though and we were able to finish the shoot with Szandora for GothicSluts.com:

Ducks chase Szandora and Amelia and Forrest

My neck hurts. A lot. 🙁

My neck hurts. A lot. 🙁

Just posted this to a community I just rejoined, but figured I might post it here too:

Forrest Black and Lunabella with ducks at some convention in Vegas

What they heck, I thought I would post something on-theme. This is a snapshot of Lunabella and my partner in mischief Forrest Black dueling with fuzzy bird puppets. This was shot in our booth where we were exhibiting for Blue Blood and SWAG and some other stuff. The puppets from Ugly Shyla and her mom were truly highlights of the experience.

Just posted this to a community I just rejoined, but figured I might post it here too:

Forrest Black and Lunabella with ducks at some convention in Vegas

What they heck, I thought I would post something on-theme. This is a snapshot of Lunabella and my partner in mischief Forrest Black dueling with fuzzy bird puppets. This was shot in our booth where we were exhibiting for Blue Blood and SWAG and some other stuff. The puppets from Ugly Shyla and her mom were truly highlights of the experience.

I was rear-ended in a car accident earlier this week and fuck but my neck hurts. Well, sort of the base of my neck and tippy top of my back to be specific. OW. Please pass the kava kava and epson salts. Gaia Herbs makes a high quality liquid herbal extract in an easy to swallow gelatin capsule by the way.

I can’t decide if I should have the guy who hit the car just pay the bazillion dollars to fix the bumper or if I should go through the whole medical thing with his insurance. I hate to make someone else’s insurance go up, but I sure feel horrible. Actually, emotionally I’m feeling pretty good — perhaps from all the high quality kava kava — but physically I feel like . . . well . . . like I’ve been in a car accident.

I was rear-ended in a car accident earlier this week and fuck but my neck hurts. Well, sort of the base of my neck and tippy top of my back to be specific. OW. Please pass the kava kava and epson salts. Gaia Herbs makes a high quality liquid herbal extract in an easy to swallow gelatin capsule by the way.

I can’t decide if I should have the guy who hit the car just pay the bazillion dollars to fix the bumper or if I should go through the whole medical thing with his insurance. I hate to make someone else’s insurance go up, but I sure feel horrible. Actually, emotionally I’m feeling pretty good — perhaps from all the high quality kava kava — but physically I feel like . . . well . . . like I’ve been in a car accident.