Socially Dead

There is a reason I call my daughter the PITA. She can be a serious pest. (She can be the B word too, but I'm not going there today.) Once she decided that she wanted a blog, she pestered me. She kept saying she wanted to call it Sissies Go Home. She said it was a blog for the socially dead. I thought that was a pretty interesting phrase. I Whois'd it. Available. Then I came up with the tagline, Life is Tough, when you have no Life. The PITA got very excited. I told her the cost of a domain and hosting. That's when she said, "ME LIKEY. I WANT."

Spoiled brat.

So with the kind help of Jester, who set up Wordpress, email, and fixed my header dilemma, the PITA now has a blog. A blog that is far more stylish and cool than mine. A blog that will probably garner far more attention than her attention whore mother. Meh. I can live with that.

So please stop by Socially Dead and say hi to Motley. She already knows the likes of Jester, Fab, Dave's bad monkey, Karl's phallus, Matt's Sunday Disservice, Shiny (the girl), and MaryO. Next thing you know,she'll be doing a duet with Fab at the Big Honking Duet Show!

Before I sign off today I want to share some humpday hotness. I miss hotness. I need more hotness in my life. Today, I'm sharing Will Chalker with you. You straight men need to head to the bottom of this post. I'll share something else with you there. And now, here's Will, he of the luscious wheat colored hair and long lean... um muscles. I have a host of Will pics because my friend Jen used him to represent one of her characters at the Bar. At first, I wasn't all that taken with Will, but you know, those muscles grow on you. And once I saw him smiling in a pic (a Paco Rabanne Black ad) I was a goner.

For the men I have someone whom all the woman seem to think is hot. A little topless Eliza Dushku anyone? She certainly is hot. Personally, I liked Liz from last week better but Eliza's pretty damn hot too. Eliza too was chosen by Jen to represent one of her characters. Jen has an eye for what's hot. And, no. She doesn't have a blog. For those of you who write though, you will find her at JR Ward's Black Dagger Brotherhood message board, where she's a moderator. I'm always envious when she says she's talked to the author on the phone. I can't be too envious though. She's gotten me every one of the BDB books signed!

I hope you enjoyed the Humpday Hotness, and if you get the chance, stop by Socially Dead. Have a great Wednesday!

How I Almost Got Karled

Visitors to my blog are usually most welcome. However, as those of you who read my Monday rant know, I don't always deal well with PAQs. Well, while I was ranting about PAQs from a website that shall remain nameless, someone from my own workplace was going through these very archives. Not to find out more about me, but to find things that could be shown to the management of the company I work for. This wasn't something someone found by accident. So no longer can I come here and vent or rant to get things off my chest. Some things have become off limits for fear that my child and I will not be able to afford the roof over our heads.

My six word memoir meant nothing to his person. This person doesn't care if I have a heart. Or feelings. Or a child to support. This person ignored every GOOD thing I had to say about my work. And I've mentioned a number of GOOD things because I really do like where I work.

I would feel violated if it wasn't so predictable in this world we live in. People don't think about the fact that Britney Spears can sing really well. All they want to focus on is the fact that she's having a mental breakdown. How the hell is that any of our business anyway? But this media rich diet we live on dictates that the meat is always sweeter the closer to the bone... so cut deeper to get the dirt and fuck it if it hurts anyone!

Shiny told me a story not long ago about going to a restaurant to have dinner with her DH. She was unwinding from a rough day, telling him about how her supervisor had been treating her in an unprofessional manner. Lo and behold, who walks in? That very supervisor. The world being what it is, had that supervisor overheard her personal conversation with her husband, Shiny could have been fired. The supervisor was already treating her in an unprofessional manner and creating a climate of fear in the office. I don't know if Shiny was afraid for her job, but many people in her shoes would have been. So even words to your husband can be used against you in this world we live in. Cause guess what? There really is no such thing as freedom of speech. We pay for every freaking thing we say or do.

I didn't get Karled. It wasn't even brought up. It was left to the HR Manager to speak to me. She had some sage words for me, which I'm not going to repeat. There are going to be a number of things I won't repeat anymore. At least not out here. I've been toying with the idea of creating a private blog so I can vent as much as I want without fear of repercussion. If you noticed this morning, there were 71 posts on this blog. Not any more. I saved the deleted ones, including my last TT. If I do create a private blog, I'll drop my deleted posts there... as a shrine to Karl.

If any of you missed Karl's story, here is the link: I'm Not Going to Say I Got Dooced, But I Did

I guess I'm not as cynical as I thought I was. I was shocked that Karl was karled. I was shocked that Dave got hate mail over a cartoon. I felt a twinge of hurt when the guys in the sim took one girl's "joke" about my name on a bathroom wall and turned it into a big funny haha thing...when it sure seemed to me that she was calling me a slut without calling me one... Maybe I'm too tenderhearted to be a cynic. But you know what hurts the worst of any of the shit that's come down recently? That someone who really does care about people, is never seen in that light. Maybe THAT is the real reason that this is my memoir.
Next time, read ALL of the words. Not just the ones you think are disgusting. Because when you read one post without reading all 70... and you insist on judging me by that post... you've just told the world exactly what you are, without me having to say - or write - a word.

Winter's Big Pimp'N Friday

Since I am guest blogging over at The Kyra Sutra, I thought I would throw a hodge podge of things at you here. Something simple. I figured I would pimp a few things, show off a couple pics, rant and bitch a little, and uh, tease you. Of course, such a simple idea can snowball if you're talking to Shiny when you're spouting off your ideas. She said, "Ooh, pimpin' stuff on Friday. What a great end to the week!" I'm thinking, I wasn't gonna do THAT much pimping. Then she got really quiet and I wondered if she went to get coffee... Oh, no. That would have almost been better than what she did go do. She popped up fairly quickly and dropped a link into the IM window. What appeared was this:



You're laughing. I know I did. I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. (Must stop drinking so much Diet Dr. Pepper.) I'm not crazy about the hat, but I LOVE the Pimp Goblet. Or whatever they call it. So now, because Shiny went to so much trouble to ensure that this is Big Pimp'N Friday, I give you, my pimps of the week:

Greg from the horse racing sim didn't like any of the music I posted this week. Therefore, this pimp is for Superhopper, a band near and dear to Greg's heart. If Greg comes online before I finish writing this post I'll get a picture of Kermit, the singer, to add to this. The pic I'm thinking of is a must see. The music rocks and my fave is the very first song!

Next, on my pimp list is a message board near and dear to MY heart. It's run by a hot young Scottish lad who stands 6'10". It's called Zanctuary and the folks there love new people. Most of the members are female, so if you are male and you like being hit on, having your ego stroked, and pretty much having a harem, this message board could be for you! However, since some of the people are, ahem, sexually open (into BDSM, bisexual, etc) you shouldn't go there if you aren't like minded, or at least quite tolerant. Women may find the place rather fun too, but I really think the men would like it more. I've brought a bunch of guys there. They all love the attention!

I want to give a shout out to some people with new blogs. First up is Shiny. She was supposed to write a rant about how she wanted to be the only Shiny, only to discover there is a male Shiny. I haven't been there yet to see if she did. However, we can all run over there and check her out at RxVenomQueen's Thoughts. Now, the male Shiny is apparently a new blogger too! His blog is quite amusing. You have to read the one with the email to his brother using spam. Shiny, the man, can be found at Shiny's Takeout. Now, if I tout Her Shinyness, I must also tout My Biotch, Mary. Mary's blog is no frills. So is her writing, but you will still come away with a chuckle at the very least. Mary's Two Cents from Flippen is worth a read. Oh, and there's hotties today. Woot! And last but never least, is the gal that everyone knows from her comments. Hellohahanarf opened up shop and boy, is she doing some hot biz! You will find her standing on a Midnight Cliff.

Mr. Fabulous has a CLEAVAGE CONTEST going on at his blog and he posted his cubicle for all to see. In honor of his cubicleness, I am posting a pic of my office, which isn't an office. It's just a big desk in a big room with a bunch of other desks. This pic was taken last October, but nothing much has changed. Just my computer's desktop and our phone system. That's the old phone in the left corner of the pic, and a hot Scotsman on my desktop. I put a screenshot of my blog on my desktop every morning now.



Matt-Man is gearing up for a BIG weekend. After all, Friday is GOOD Friday, and we know Matt is yummy and good. He's really been on it with the religious stuff recently, but his meatlessness will be at an end this weekend. I'm sure there will be many "Praise Jeebus" choruses heard in Bagwine in the next 72 hours. Not being a Catholic, although I have some crazy baptismal certificate that says I'm one, I don't know much about all this religious stuff. I coulda sworn Palm Sunday was a masturbatory holiday. Swing by Matt's place and see how he's preparing to partake of meat once more.

Now, don't forget that I'm supposed to be going over to The Kyra Sutra to post some fuction, er fiction about butt sex. Turnbaby got the crowd all hot and bothered with some hot Southern style lunchtime sex, and I am gonna deliver some explicit California style erotica where my heroine gives up her little rosebud to our tatted down hero. Yes! A chance to be free of my home-blog constraints! If Kyra can post Dean's naked ass on her blog, I can certainly post some fiction about a fairy taking it up the ass.

That's it for the Big Pimp'N Friday post. Come see how outrageous I get over at Kyra's. Cause ya know, we all need a little fuction sometimes!