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utne reader
common dreams
the progressive
mediate
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odd todd
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church of the fsm
the onion
god checker
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fark
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post secret
webby awards
meetup
the white house
ragged trousered philosopher
the smoking gun
the defective yeti
landover baptist
evil bible


COMMERCIAL CRAP (AND PRON)

(Note: pron is porn worth a look for amusement much more than passion, so if you see a (p) next to a link, be aware naked people may appear if you click it, m'ok?)

beautiful agony (p)
(a turn on or a laugh?)
real doll (p)
(the ultimate self-indulgence)

(or it could just be a typo)




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�2006 Candor Communications


2005-08-04 - 1:52 p.m.

pictures


here it is, finally, the pictures you've all been waiting for... no, not the autographed personalized gift-of-my-soul photograph made just for you, dear one-and-only one who matters among the millions of hysterical fans (oh ego, behave... thank you Mike Myers, who should appear below, probably, but then, you be the judge), but you know you are the only one, the special one, the one I do it all for...

I stole some conceptual fodder, as abstractly or concretely as it may appear, from the voluptuous rapture (or is that velosoraptur?) of smoog, the lovely and talented gumphood, the profoundly verbose hissandtell, and the clever product placement of cutething (also known as the three geniuses of Diaryland, oh wait, I mean four geniuses of diaryland {naturally I am not vying to be number five, what with my counting and spelling and grammatical issues} due to excessive brain power embedded in their diaries) who, by virtue of their tolerance of my madness in notes and comments and for this too, and that, they are aptly rewarded (though some might consider a mention like this something of a punishment, but then, we each have our point of view and nobody's forcing you to see it our way, even if it is the only way acceptible on the night bus)...

if they let me, or submit the chosen mug shot, I'd love to include them in this photo montage entry, but alas I don't know which of their photographs to choose, so it's just me... well, not really, for you see (or you will in a minute or two, unless you just can't want and are the type to read the last page of a book first and plaster the person who dies and who the murderer is all over the internet without so much as a spoiler warning in which case, you deserve what you get, whatever that may be, which will be whatever you make of it without the lead in and introductory babble and instruction manual and all the fun of the fair)...

before we get too far along (and the chorus ponders whether we passed that point long ago, thank you Jackson Browne, who might also belong, but again, pinky to the corner of the mouth and ponder), you missed (probably) the previous entry (that's previous entry) written just hours ago in mostly response to the reports of my disappearance (which may have been premature), written days ago and covering up the porn disguised as silly putty that preceded it and was partially the result of the fun and excitement of the reality in the physical world (the entry prior to that, which we'll stop linking at this point because you have other important things to do and maybe you didn't actually miss the previous entry and prior entries that all lead up to this one, which isn't actually the last page, but is reading ahead if you didn't read the prior pages... just so you know) which is the actual purpose of this life in black and white behind the candoor diary if you recall...

I mean to say I seriously thank you (though not every one of you are linked there, eventually you will be, especially if you don't stand on ceremony and honesty want to be and remind me)... wish you were here...

where were we?... ah yes, this is the picture entry (as long as the links hold up)... I should probably get some sleep since I had intended to give support to the blogathoners who will be started their mad twenty four hours of writing and uploading entries in just six and a half hours... but be that as it may be, later, I am no Al Ginsberg, but I have my own way of howling and we've gathered here tonight, ladies and gentlemen and children of legal ages to expose ourselves, no wait, to expose me and hissandtell for the secret lovers that we are, or at least to prove that I am not Kris Kristopherson... I am not that pretty, and the proof is in the pictures...








no, this is not some elaborate ruse to avoid showing my mug shot to you, dear patient readers... I am in there, amongst the folk that this wonderful toy insisted I somehow resembled, or perhaps should... I played with that thing for hours, but not purely for my own ego gratification... I'll have you know that I played with your pictures too... yes, that's right, at least a few of you who were bold enough to put a face to your words have been done by analogia, where you can find out who your relatives would have been if you were born in Hollywood as you were supposed to be... dang us all for not following the script and being left with only the lottery, drugs, or hard drink to satisfy our dreams of being independently wealthy and living the life of leisure...

it's really pretty simple if you just get around to explaining it and don't get distracted by pages of babble and the nervousness of having naked pictures of yourself all over the internet... see, you just go to analogia and pray, I mean ask for forgiveness, no you actually upload any photo you'd like... their idea is you upload a full face frontal passport photo of your frontal full face and then you put red dots on the photo's eyeballs and submit the image of yourself to the vast computer underground who collectively, through artificial intelligence and secret wizard spells, are presented with three people in the public eye that you resemble... that is, the computer progran reads pixels and colors and expressions and presents as good a substitute as can be obtained without a lot of work... after uploading the photo, you set your eyes (in the photo, so maybe they're someone else's eyes) with little red dots and (am I getting repetitive?... well, nodding off does that)...

and now here we are with our piece of smoked trout, naked to the eye can see for whatever it is going on, as if the subject might not be the last to know as I was done before Sunday night... huh?... the irony is that if you set the red eyes a micron differently, you'll get completely different results... in fact, the photos above are the result of submitting the same photo (since it's the only one of me I've got) repeatedly and moving those little red dots around a bit... after ten or so times, some of the above photos turned up four or five times (yes fifty percent, at least)... others turned up two or three times and then you have the one hit wonders to make up for the variety, which is the spice of life... and I am well spiced, no doubt...

it is time for a nap... so cutting to the chase, or something like that, if you can not pick out my mug from the above collage, just follow the link (as I follow the herd) to the journal entry introducing the candid photograph to the smile smile wink wink nodding knowingly general public... can the latest one hundred things be far behind?...

if all goes well with the body and mind and computer, I'll continue tomorrow... or start... maybe I'll do the blogathon anyway, without actually signing up... in a few hours... I probably should have gotten some sleep in the past two or three days... it's not every day we see visual evidence of someone being goosed by Minnie Mouse, after all... support our local blogathoner and remember, read the entries you missed or you'll never know what happened before that lead up to this, whatever this may be...

I see naptime now... I send you now to support Jay, soon... call 407-325-1482 if you do not see me shortly after 9am on 8/6/05 because it'll mean I am sleeping through the start of the blogathon because I was too excited about it starting and stayed up for two or three days anticipating the fun of staying awake and writing notes and comments and entries for twenty four hours straight... yes, I never promised you a rose garden, or normalcy, or even good sense according to the AMA... just call, please, cuz I don't want to miss a thing...






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