Y'know, I really don't have all that much to say tonight. There's nothing that really fills me with angst, nor is there any particular evil in the world that I feel like crusading against.
I've got a new payday keg in the Reality Avoidance machine, and I'm in such a melancholy mood that nothing really bothers me.
I've spent the last few hours downloading boobie pictures, because I was accused of having a bias towards bums, and since inventing PrudeGuard!, I don't much mind posting such things. :) After boobies will come bellies, and after that we'll have to start getting into the more illogical fetishes. Feet? Pee? C'mon people!
The theme to my boobie downloads was inspired from a little book that an old roommate of mine had that catalogued all the different types of boobies, from the pancake boobie, to the little perkies. And since it was an illustrated book, and published before the web, I thought that I'd see if I could accumulate enough variety to produce an on-line version of the same thing.
The problem with looking for different kinds of boobies is you get distracted. I mean, there is all kinds of other yummy stuff attached to boobies. Which does make it kinda hard to concentrate. :)
I had a good suggestion about using postal code to verify the singles page, and I'm contemplating having a public feedback by other members to allow the liars, and the jerks to be filtered out. Kinda like the ebay seller thing, but with singles.
Dunno. It's incredibly hard to devise a system that isn't just the same olf crap. The reason that personals are looked down on, is because normally, they are all full of people that you don't want to meet. If you are 18, and can't meet someone, there's something wrong with you. It's the single professionals, who don't have the social circle anymore who need this kinda thing. It's not necessarily something for people who just want to get laid. Nor is is a place to lie, and have fun, and see if you get answers. If I'm to do one, it's going to be serious. I want the service that I wish existed the last time I was single.
But many have tried, and to date, nobody has succeeded. I don't know if using a credit-card for proff of identity would help or no. Mandatory pictures? Optional video? I dunno. I'm having a hard time thinking of what is the best part of all the traditional "introduction services"..
The other thing is that it has to start somewhere. You aren't going to list if nobody else has, and nobody is going to read, unless people are listed. I dunno. I still think meeting in person is the best idea. I'm just to lazy to start up gatherings again. However, there are enough new folks around, that a pool excursion might not be a bad idea. Considering I get e-mail from guys asking how to meet women, and I get e-mail from women asking how to meet guys.. Hmm...
If there was to be a meet-and-greet stuffclub gathering, would any of you guys be interested in attending? Nothing naked, unless you really want. Lemme know.. If there's enough interest, then we'll see what I can cook up. :)
Other than that, it's getting really hard to avoid sharing some of the stuff that shows up in my inbox. If you thought the stuff on the stileproject was bad, you should see some of the crap that I've had e-mailed to me over the years. I resist posting it because it really doesn't fit with the general theme of the page. Which got me to wondering. Is there a theme to this page?
There have been times when I've not posted something, or not said something because of the audience that I know reads this. Many of you read this at work, and most of you aren't young people looking for disgusting pictures. In fact, as far as readership goes, I've got one of the most intelligent, and morally-sane readership around. And that fact makes me happy. But you guys are the reason that I still do this website. It's why there have been daily updates for the better part of a year, and occasional ones for coming up on four now. Some of you guys have been with me through multiple girlfriends, job-changes, and even attitude changes. There's really no way that I would write the boinky rant now. I'm just too old for such ponderings.
Call me sentimental, but you guys are the reason that I still update this on a regular basis. It's the climbing traffic numbers, the affirmation that my voice is being heard, that keeps me going.. And in a faceless society, that's rather important.
I dunno. I've probably crossed into the realm of bluthering here, but I just wanted you guys to know that I do appreciate you coming back, especially those of you who come back on a daily basis. I want to thank you for your words of encouragement when I needed them, and your suggestions when I had questions.
We are a small community within society. Not all of us are local, but enough to make a difference. And if I can figure out an easy way to do it, I'm going to try to add a slashdot-like discussion interface. I dunno. I'm just chucking out ideas. You guys shape this website as much as I do. What do you want to see?
Hmm.. Did I mention that I have a new keg tonight? (Hey kids... Don't drink and type....) *grin*
I got an e-mail the other day with two requests/suggestions. One was that I change the link colour to something other than dark blue (Done..), and the other that I actually add the personals section that I've been contemplating on and off for years.
While the suggestion isn't a bad thing, I'm still not real sure how to impliment it. To ensure the validity of the database requires a certain degree of disclosure. But opening yourself up to the community, and saying "hey, I want a date", while not being bad, is sometimes uncomfortable.
I know the need exists. There are enough people wandering onto the page after searching for singles, or personals in London Ontario, that I know that there's a need. I'm just not sure how I could impliment it, without it turning into another false-hood filled newspaper column. I've been thinking about this one for a while now, and I've still not thought of any easy way to do it, short of a membership-based kinda thing.
Dunno. The idea is brought up again. Any suggestions?
Introducing... PrudeGuard! Yes, that's right. It's designed to shield the eyes of some of our "more sensitive viewers" from nasty, distasteful things like boobs and bums, while not removing the enjoyment for the rest of us.
Curious as to what's under the happy faces? Well, if you aren't a prude, then click to reveal..
Kinda like those old pens where you turned them upside down... Mmm.. boobies. :)
Still don't know what I'm talking about? Scroll down to the www.nakednews.com screenshots. :)
I like boobies, damnit! And I like bellies, and heinies, and thighs, and bums, and that little transition between shoulder and neck. I like the hills and the valleys, the curves and the angles.
Now you see what I'm talking about.. *sigh* I'm hooked... I would have provided other shots, but my connection went to crap, and even though everyone loves boobies, pixelated boobies just suck!
Project: To Steal the Sanity of An Engineer: Game Over
*sigh* He is smarter than the average bear. The guy tasked with setting up the hotmail account set the question to: "is he gay", and our resident engineer boy was curious enough to check that. Which kinda revealed it as a prank.
Well, a name was chosen, and the initial message was sent out. It read: From: Kelly Sheilds on 10/16/2000 05:22 PM To: Jeff XXXXXXX cc:
Subject: are you who I think you are??????
Hi Jeff,
You don't know me (yet) but I saw you downtown at the bars a couple of weeks ago. I know a lot of people in town and finally found someone who knew who you are.
Do you drive a black Honda with roof racks? (I just want to check to see if you are the right Jeff)
Please let me know and we can chat soon....
Kelly :) _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com.
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Unfortunately, our Friendly engineer seems to be smarter than the average bear, and smelled a rat. He suspects that someone is playing a joke on him, and as such, it doesn't appear that he is going to bite the first ploy. And not being the sort to abandon our entertainment so easily, it's on to plan B.
Plan "B" Flowers from "Kelly" (the most androgenous name we could think of) sent to his house, followed by yet another e-mail.
Skepticism must be overpowered for sanity to be shattered..
I guess engineers aren't used to getting anonymous letters from women. (Or those they think are women..) Or having contact with women at all.. Hmm. This could prove trickier, yet more amusing yet... -
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Forget CNN, forget Ananaova.. Naked people reading the news. Streaming video. Y'know, somehow getting bad news from a hot naked woman makes it a wee bit easier to take. War? Uhh, ok. Political stuff? Hey, now this isn't dull....
*sigh* I'm addicted now. And I thought voyeurweb was evil!
Y'know, if you happen to keep a whole bunch of engineers in the same place, you had better make sure that they have enough to keep themselves busy. If you don't, they tend to start "experimenting..."
Which brings us to today's test case... Lacking stimulus, engineers tend to either build things that blow up, or completely useless things that are just kinda neat. Failing that, they tend to look for someone who just conveniently happens to be around.
After all, what machine is more complex and prone to tinkering than the human mind?
The Players:
1) One 28yo engineer who happened to be out of the office, and who is rather fun to antagonize.
2) One to-be determined 6'4" 250lb leather-loving sterotypical scary gay biker type. This scary-gay-biker type just happens to have developed a crush on our friendly engineer (who for the moment will remain nameless). This "big-scary-gay-biker" (who will have an androgenous name, so as to facilitate the assumption that he's not a "big-scary-gay-stalker-biker", and is in fact a hot chick..) will know everything about the engineer, as in where he lives, what he drives, and his e-mail address. In fact, contact will be made mostly through his e-mail address..
3) A whole bunch of guys in the office collaborrating, and laughing our collective asses off....
Tools:
1) A false hotmail address has been set-up with a rather androgenous name so at to mislead our poor engineer for a bit..
2) A wee bit of creativity, and restraint to stick to the predetermined "mind-fuck" schedule, and not sacrifice long term fun for a few short-term laughs..
Expected Progression of Events:
The initial e-mail is key. It must reflect the nature of a true stalker. Friendly Engineer is the object of our "big-scary-gay-stalker-biker"'s affection, and as such, must be approached gently, and capitalize on the androgenous nature of BSGSB's chosen e-mail name.
The first response will probably be ignored, as perhaps the second might be. With luck, we can arrange a blind date for FE (friendly engineer), but of course, BSGSB will stand him up, and apologize muchly.
If we don't have luck, then the odds are that the stalker part of BSGSB will come out. That's when the amount of information that BSGSB has on him (thanks, of course, to us..) will begin to get scary.
That's when we eventually reveal him to be the BSGSB. Perhaps with an amorous naked picture borrowed from one of the gay-porn sites. :)
Plan Commencement Date:
Tomorrow. Tools are in place.
Plan Completion date:
When he breaks and starts crying, he calls the cops, snaps and starts shooting people, hides under his desk, or if we get something productive to do.. Either which way it should be entertaining..
I'll try to keep you posted of developments as they occur.
C'mon along into the cruel explorations of bored engineers against one of our own kind. hehehe... -
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CanadianAbroad
4:58 PM
Alrighty - seems like I am the post-master lately. Speaking of which, there is a movie out there with Kevin Costner called "The Postman" or something like that - saw it on TV not too long ago. Worth 3 or 4 clams for an evening's entertainment. I DID however get out to see "Remember the Titans" at the theatre this weekend - and if you want a feel good flick I can definitely recommend this one. It's right up there with "The Replacemnts" - football AND happy chick together - not a bad combo.
In other news ITS MONDAY . . . so in case your day hasn't been ruined by this realization yet, now it has!!!
The following was found at ilovebacon.com. I have to say, this is a REALLY fun site. Props to my buddy in Guelph for pointing it out to me.
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"The Drak Pack, consisting of the teenagers Drak, Frankie, and Howler, were decendants of Dracula, Frankenstein, and the Wolfman. They used their natural powers to do good for mankind. Thier enemies were Dr. Dred and O.G.R.E (the Organization of Generally Rotten Endeavors)."
Now this cartoon shaped my existance. The words "Bad Toad! Bad Toad!" have followed me through life. I loved this one.
