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Saturday, January 30, 2010

Saturday Morning, 6:37 a.m.

Good morning, just watched two videos. Radiohead: good. Lady Gaga: bad, as if she is trying too hard. I bet if Catpower saw this video, she'd roll her eyes. It was as if Lady Gaga was trying to show how much pain she had. My grandmother would always comment about musicians who 'tried too hard' or showed that they were in pain. That's what she thought about Bono, funny to me now. She came from an era where good musicians made it look easy.

I haven't got any comments on this blog, though I have evidence that people have looked at this blog. It will probably be like my youtube channel, where people watch, but don't leave any comments.

It's like my English teacher who would just write 'good' on everybody's assignment, to show that he had read people's work, but the comment didn't really help anybody, so nobody could figure out what they were supposed to do.

No big deal.

I'll be going to coffee soon. I didn't go out at all last night, nothing to do, nowhere to go, and the bands down here make me numb, and after they leave, I just want to sit in silence and recover my senses.

I'm bummed that Prince doesn't want to be on youtube, because I want to hear his music on youtube. I could buy his music, but that would be no fun, I'd rather see Prince be part of the youtube community, subject to stupid youtube comments like everyone else.

People haven't left too many stupid comments on my stuff yet. I tend to create a feeling of apathy, yet people keep watching my stuff, maybe by accident. Most people look at my videos due to 'related searches' and not because they seek me out.

Who cares? I know I am a pain in the ass to some people.

It's also funny to me that this blog is set to adult, and then in most of my blogs, there is no adult content.

There is one video I'd like to post on this blog, but I don't know if I can. It's called, "How to give a woman a squirting orgasm" on Redtube. Easy to find there. It's an instructional video. Very frank and to the point. The guy uses his hand on her, and demonstrates how to do it. "A woman is like a machine," he says. Anyway, he makes her cum really good, and you've never seen such a happy face on a girl in your life. And then she didn't care about him at all, that's normal, haha.

I'm so glad that children under 18 are protected in this country from evil computer content. Kids are like adults, they watch what they want to watch, and if they aren't allowed to watch the stuff that they want, they'll go to a friend's house.

My mother didn't like me making out with a girl in a car in the driveway after a date. She would flash the porch lights on and off. Some big favor she did to me. There I was, practicing my heterosexuality, and she didn't want me to do that? Crazy bitch. She's dead now, died of gingivitis, she never had enough money to take herself to the dentist all those years. Poor woman. No reason why she shouldn't be alive today. She was always too heavy with her weight, not good on such a short woman. She had problems with low iron in her blood.

I miss my mother sometimes. She was very conservative, and I don't know what good that did anybody, except give something to rebel against.

I'm the third of eight children, so I guess someone could type in 'middle born children' and find an article that applies to me, to see if the shoe fits.

I guess, whether I am popular or not, mostly not, that I am a public figure on the web. I'm not on the A list, B list, or C list. I'm more on the F list, look under the sub-category 'fool'. Haha.

A girl can be on myspace wearing a string in the crack of her ass, but if she takes off the g-string, then it is nudity. Strange.

No point in uploading videos to Facebook. I just post them from youtube onto Facebook.

Myspace is a ghost town to me. All of my friends are on Facebook. It would be funny to start doing myspace again, and try and build an audience there, with new people. I started not to be a user of myspace after all the spam, but they do have the best chatbox in town, which I still use sometimes.

Time for coffee.

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