Hump This II

Before I get to the meat and potatoes of this post, I’d like to send a big THANKS! to Dave2, who kindly sent me his pics of that big ass chrome bean for my desktop. My friend Donny from the sim, a Chicagoan, said he’d get me more pics if I wanted them. I told him I wanted pics in the snow and he told me… they cover it up in the winter. Fuckers. I could so see that wondrous bean with a gray sky above and filthy gray snow packed up around it’s base. Oh, well. Still, Dave totally rawks for sending me the images to use as wallpaper. Today’s title is what some of us (not... 

date20 May

Hump This

Happy belated birthday to Jason X from the User Pool. Remind me to give you a link to my private naked Kelly Monaco slideshow! If you readers don’t know Jason, you need to check him out. His blog is very funny. The satire is incomparable! I shoulda known he was a Taurus… Speaking of birthdays, Friday is Motley’s birthday. She has a fistful of Knotts Berry Farm tickets and no ride. Apparently, Motley’s bestie went to the doctor today. He told her she has anxiety and gave her drugs. Now she can’t go to Knotts for fear of getting too excited. Hmmph. There’s one... 

date14 May

Humpday Heat

So I wrote six thousand words on Sunday and I submitted it to the Pink Chair Diaries… and they accepted it! *does the Snoopy dance* Can you tell I am excited? My nipples are HARD, I tell you! In honor of my six thousand words and improved emotional state, I have hotness today. First up is Megan Fox. Shinygal used her as the physical representation of her character Victoria at the Bar. So far Vic hasn’t been in the story much, but soon she’ll be ramping up. Next we have an athlete from Finland. At least, I think it said he was a track star from Finland. I was so busy drooling,... 

date7 May

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... 

date22 Apr

Humpday Hotness

I grossed out my teen. I told her I got Snitter for my Twitter. She thought I was talking dirty. “Ewww! Mom! TMI!” I’m not sure how it happened, but I’m more techie than my kid. In this day and age, that is saying something. Sure, she can out-text me, but I can spend $200 and get on the internet without having to buy a computer that some guy named DELL made. HA! Take that, teenager! Let me see you BYOMM! (Build Your Own Monster Machine.) Since it is humpday, and I’m still entering my freaking horses for Derby Fever, I give you humpday hotness. First up is Liz Hurley.... 

date8 Apr

Humpday Happiness

I think my back feels better. It could be the drugs. Not sure. At any rate, I’m nodding off in my office chair here. Hours before I usually do. Therefore, I give you humpday happiness. The happy ending is strictly up to you. Not sure what the TT will be this week. Don’t be surprised if it’s something freaky since I’m on drugs. BTW, if you hadn’t figured it out, that’s Ali Larter. Not sure who the guy is, but he’s hot.  »View More

date1 Apr

Humpday Hotness

Now that the cleavage contest at Fab’s is over with, I am going to prove that I do indeed have Frederick’s enhanced cleavage. If only I had been able to find the high res images so that I could cut my face out and have the pic be bigger than my fingernail. I could have taken the winner. Well, maybe not. I’ll let you folks decide. My boobage isn’t really as big as the corset makes them seem. I’m pretty much a handful for the average man. C cup average. Not big enough to give me a backache nor small enough to have be advertising for a sugar daddy to buy me bigger ones.... 

date25 Mar

Feeding the Andrei Obsession

Getting an email, even an automated one, shouldn’t be so damned exciting as to make me go instantly to a website to see a video. But the one I got about Andrei Andrei’s new video on his blog sent me instantly racing to see it. Feeding my obsession can sometimes be damned rewarding, but this one was a little disappointing. Now, I do have to say that the music was better in this video than the last one. However, there is much less of Andrei, which was the disappointment. It’s got some startling imagery, but still, visually speaking, the first music video was better because there... 

date27 Jan
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Fake Horses & Pornfest

I love Trotter. He always makes me laugh. In a different way than Irish because, God and the sim knows, they have completely different styles of humor. Trotter is a friend from the horse racing sim game I play. Trot’s wise with a dry sense of humor and a frank appreciation for women. I whined in the sim chat that no one was commenting on my blog. Trot says, “Where’s the pics?” We all thought the same thing… Trot wanted nekkid women which reminds me of pornfest. So I decided I would talk about Trotter today. Trotter, the sim, and pornfest. Pornfest is a creation of... 

date20 Jan

Anderson Cooper I Love You

Why is it that everyone assumes that you watch TV? My boss comes out of his office and says, “Hey did you see such and such last night on the History Channel?” When I say no, he kinda looks at me blankly. The same thing happened today with one of the Bar writers. He mentioned a character from Stargate Atlantis and I said, “No clue. I don’t watch TV.” One of the other writers had to use a character from a novel as the analogy – Adrian the Betrayer. Ok, Adrian I know. Ronon from Stargate, big blank. I wonder if I’m missing some character opportunities here... 

date13 Jan

The Man Who Was Left Behind

The picture above is Andrei Andrei. The one below is me and Paul. Don’t you think Paul looks a little like Andrei? Paul’s the man I had but couldn’t have. He’s the one I left behind. I think I left something behind with him too and it wasn’t my Nagel or my sheets from Neiman Marcus or even the half a gold heart on a chain… I think it was a little piece of me. Ah, well. Such is life.  »View More

date12 Jan
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