RTOTD #618.1

Day 618.1

So now... wind farms are also warming the Earth and contributing to Global Warming.

I see... soo... green energy isnt' even green is what you're saying?

Heh. I can't help but giggle. "COAL IS EVIL!"... "ok, we'll use nuclear"... "nuclear is evil!"... "ok, so we'll use natural gas"... "natural gas is evil!"... "ok, we'll go with wind"... "wind is evil!"...

Once again proving to me that the eco nuts won't ever be satisfied. So just ignore them and do whatever the fuck you need to in order to provide power for your world and deal with whatever happens. Cause nothing is truly green and will never be green. There's always some give with every take. First law of physics... you want energy? You have to destroy something to create it.

Lemme guess what's next... Solar? Wait until we hear about the reflection of the panels causing ozone damage and increasing global warming or about the heat created on the ground that kills vegitation in the area and all the wildlife in the area starve.

These idiots won't be happy until we're living in fucking teepees or caves and starving to death on twigs and fucking berries with a governmentally regulated sized fire with carbon scrubbers to filter the smoke. And only using low-burning-point woods.

We'll all freeze/starve/be-eaten-by-wild-animals/shoot-ourselves-in-the-head within a year. Then the Elk and the polar bears and the snakes and the dodo will be dancing in harmony with no more food chain.

YAY ENVIRONMENTALISM!

But at least the huge wind fan turbine things did teach us new ways to make bats explode. So that's always cool.

Random Thought Of The Day #618

Day 618

I'm never, ever, ever having that many people in my house at one time again. There were a lot of times that it felt... a little too tight. At least in the social areas.

Fucking Jesus. At least 50 of you bastards all in there at once? And most of you were playing. I hope you enjoyed yourself. I think I saw about a 2-3 hour span of time that ALL of the play areas were in use constantly. One scene finished, the next started right up.

I'm kinda fried from traveling all of last week, dealing with bullshit from douchebags while I was gone, and then barely sleeping pretty much all weekend, so I'm going to leave this pretty short today. Though, I guess I haven't exactly been putting down 1000 words at a time like usual for this past week or so anyway.

So look... here's all I really want to say:

I hope you had fun. I hope everyone that wanted to learn or teach someone at the GRUE did so. I know I enjoyed my "GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP" class that I taught to myself in the corner. In case you missed that class, here's the while thing in 3 easy steps.

1. Quietly observe me going the fuck to sleep.
2. Find your own god damned spot.
3. Immitate.

That was a shitload of work though for all the people that put it together. Especially @DoNotGoGently And I know that I would have snapped at least 2 weeks ago and went on a killing spree if I had to deal with the amount of shit that she did to get it to happen.

Great job by @Graydancer to get all the facillitation done. And I dug the Cigar Play demo that kinda happened during the GRUE-cakes on Sunday. Though I still think the pancake wrapped bacon was better. But can you blame me? Pancakes wrapped around bacon? What more do you want short of having the syrup already inside them? Maybe if it was like the Primanti's Sandwich of breakfast sandwiches. With the bacon and eggs cooked and covered in syrup before being dipped in pancake batter and cooked up again so it was all pancake wrapped...  mmmmm... mental breakfast porn... mmmm...

Sorry... tangent. Again.

But honestly, I hope you all had the GRUE that you wanted it to be. And I hope you all enjoyed the AfterGRUE as well. I have NO idea if what we had was in any way representative of the concept that Graydancer had in mind for the AfterGRUE plan. It did kinda seem to carry over the same vibe that the GRUE itself did in a different way than a normal play party from my experience. But fuck... trial run.

What did you think? Did it match what you think the idea of an AfterGRUE should be? Or did the vibe change? Seriously... don't do the bullshit "it doesn't matter, it was fun!" or "thanks for opening your home no matter what" thing... I want to actually know if it felt like an AfterGRUE should or if it felt more like any regular play party post event. Did it keep that vibe going from the event or was it it's own thing?

And also... if you're really gonna thank anyone for this one, thank my roomies. They did everything to get the house ready while I was out of town all week. I just made the to-do list and picked up some ice on Saturday.

RTOTD #617.1

Day 617.1

Ugh. I've gone from looking forward to the GRUE this weekend to generally being about 5 minutes or one more load of bullshit away from saying "if I don't know you AND like you, don't even bother showing up at my house afterwards, cause you'll be getting escorted off my porch in handcuffs by some gentelemen (or women) wearing blue with some flashing lights on their car" or just canceling any festivities at my house entirely.

Wasn't it just last week or the week before when I said that some of you people are the ones that are making this not fun anymore?

Yeah... exactly.

Random Thought Of The Day #617

Day 617

New idea... IED Play.

It's simple. I set them up, and when someone I don't like walks past, I set them off.

Seems like fun to me.

I figured it's more interesting then Claymore play or general Minefield Play.

Random Thought Of The Day #616

Day 616

People living in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

Random Thought Of The Day #615

Day 615

Space Mining. FUCK YEAH.

Now we're finally getting to that science fiction future that we've all been dreaming of since we were 7. Mining on asteroids or the moon or other planets? Yeah. I can get behind that shit!

Now where's my motherfucking jetpack?

Random Thought Of The Day #614

Day 614

I got de-friended by someone else today.

And I still don't care. Though I really almost kinda still wish that Fetlife would tell you when you've been de-friended. Cause sometimes it just kinda makes me think "wait... so who the fuck was it THIS time?"

And then I go back to not caring.

So... here's just a bunch of pictures of slutty cumdumpsters. Enjoy

Random Thought Of The Day #613

Day 613

Have you bought your GRUE ticket yet? Seriously... get off your ass and do it. It's gonna be fun.

This is probably a topic better for the actual GRUE group, but I have to ask...

What are you most looking forward to? Anything you're really looking forward to teaching? Anything you really want to learn?

And is there a reason why people seem to be so quiet about it this year? I mean, last year, the only thing people could talk about for weeks leading  up to the GRUE was ... you know... GRUE.

But this year, it's quiet. I haven't seen a lot of discussion. I haven't seen a lot of chatter.

So what's the deal this time? Why aren't you guys talking about it? Or do I have to light a fucking fire to get people to talking about something?

Maybe this is what we fucking need though right now... Maybe the GRUE is that catalyst to figure out how to make this shit FUN again. So people stop blabbering about consent and predators and pronouns and isms and dungeons and petty bullshit and pointless distractions from what kink SHOULD be about.

Enjoying and exploring and having a fucked up, scary, wild, and unexpected new experience.

Random Thought Of The Day #612

Day 612

If I have to hear the word Predator one more god damn time and it's not referring to an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie (or a really shitty Danny Glover movie... seriously... who thought that was a good idea?) about fighting aliens in the fucking jungle, I'm going to start hunting motherfuckers down and beat them to death with a baseball bat.

There... THAT is a Predator. The one that fucking hunts you. And when you're not expecting it, pops out of the god damn bushes and clubs you over the head before going to town with a knife.

A Predator actually recognizes that they're out to hurt or injure or take from someone with willful intent to cause harm. Within reasonable social norms of what "harm", "injure" or "hurt" means. Not your ridiculous bullshit "oh my god, someone brushed against me or tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention and I've been violated" definition.

Miscommunications does not make one a Predator. Accidental offenses does not make one a Predator. Unintentional violations of what you think is appropriate behavior, even though it's 27 steps away from the definition that the rest of the civilized world uses, does not make one a Predator.  Playing with or sleeping with a newbie, as long as there's been at least a little bit of statement of intent, does not make you a Predator. And even poor decision making does not make one a Predator.

Any or all of the above might make you an idiot, or even a bit of a douche. But it does NOT make anyone a Predator.

So will everyone stop throwing that god damn word around and diluding the meaning of it? Cause the more you fucking idiots use it wrong, and the more you use it to just describe behavior that you might not approve of in your own little heads, the more you make the term meaningless.

Fuck, now I really want to watch the first Predator movie again.

And for the record... Adrian Brody is totally NOT a badass enough to be in a Predator movie unless he's getting fucking slaughtered at the beginning or is the whiny bitch that the real badasses are hired to save. There is no way that I could take that lanky fuck seriously as an "action movie" guy.

The only thing that could have redeemed that movie is if, right at the end, when he hops on that ship, Arnold is there and punches him in the face and says "get the fuck off my ship, you skinny pussy" and leaves his ass on that other planet.

Random Thought Of The Day #611

Day 611

You know what always bothered me about comic books?

The way that they have all this tech stuff that nobody EVER decides to market to the general public in order to make money to sustain themselves. Or to raise the standard of living across the globe and REALLY change the world.

I mean... Planetary got this right. The Fantastic Four analogues in that were basically the bad guys. Precisely for this reason. They hoarded their technology in order to basically run the world in secret.

We're stuck dealing with expensive energy costs and these guys are running around with faster-than-light speed spaceships and shit that run on fucking magic beans or something. It never made any sense. Fuck... the Fantastic Four built a whole replica Earth! And I still gotta pay $4 a gallon for gas?

And how the FUCK did the X-Men afford to re-build the mansion every 6 months when someone else blows it up? And how the hell do they re-build it so quick each time? Who the fuck can you contract to build a Danger Room with hard-light projection training facilities? Was it the company that did the Tupac hologram at Cochella?

And there's more fucking robots and androids running around loaded with high-functioning AI and yet NONE of them manage to market that stuff? They can build mutant-hunting killer gigantic robots that run on... some other sort of magic energy source, I guess... but nobody ever thought to optimize manufacturing methods with them or anything like that?

I just wish someone would actually explore how that tech would impact the world.

I mean... Doctor Doom can have an endless supply of Doombots, but never thought to take over the world with his technological prowess and have Latveria become an economic powerhouse by marketting and selling all his tech stuff once they've been converted to every-day home use appliances? Start by selling Doombots to rich people as 24/7 in-home servants and support staff, bring down the production costs and program them as teachers, nannies, healthcare professionals or anything else. Within 10 years, the manufacturing costs are dirt cheap and the product is affordable to most middle-income families. And all of a sudden, you're closing in on the US and China and Japan for economic superiority. And that's just with 1 product. Market all the other shit you got in your patent portfolio and within 15 years, you ARE the only Superpower in the world. Start acquiring other companies and take over the world.

But he might need to change the name from Doombot to something else. Not exactly the best brand building plan there. Doesn't scream "we're the future of the service industry and we're going to make your lives easier and better!!"...

And hey, worst case? Leave a backdoor in the programming and if you CAN'T take over the world with economic might, just flip on the hidden programmed subroutine in the software and turn on the "kill everyone who does not bow to Doom" programming.

Random Thought Of The Day #610

Day 610

I swear to fucking christ... every day that I come on here, the only motherfucking thing anyone is talking about anymore is consent and predators and labeling people and blah blah blah fucking blah.

You know what? THIS ISN'T FUN ANYMORE!
It's become some sort of a fucked up mix of a bunch of petulant children playing the "I'm-not-touching-you/ yes-you-are" game and going to my fucking accountant.

You people and your constant fucking need to have something to fucking crusade against is KILLING THIS FOR EVERYONE ELSE!

Here's the thing that you people don't seem to realize. The kink world and the vanilla world aren't any god damned different. It might be more appropriate to see some dude getting a blowjob or whatever in the middle of a hallway during a party at a kink party, but I've been to a thousand vanilla parties where's it happened too. The basic rules though? No different.

People are going to sometimes touch you that you don't want to touch you. It happens at a vanilla bar, and it happens at a dungeon or a munch. It also happens at the fucking book store or in a mall or any god damn where else that people are and you can interact with them. Someone you barely know and don't haven't established a dynamic with yet is gonna hug you or compliment you or smile at you or bump into you or put a hand on your shoulder or fucking whatever. But you know what? It happens in the vanilla world and it happens in the kink world. Fucking deal with it.

But the minute you god damn people want to turn it into a public shaming cause someone you don't know was in a great mood and decided to spread the love by giving people hugs something as they were trying to spread some cheer... you're the people that kill the fun. When someone misreads a cue, instead of stopping them and correcting them, you throw them under the god damn bus. When someone thinks that they're closer with you than they are or are just a natural close-talker or naturally physical person, and you act like you just caught them sodomizing your pet bunny. You make this feel like I'm going to the dentist office. You're the ones that make it feel like I'm doing my taxes rather than interacting with people.

"Well... in subsection B of clause 4 of Section 9 it specifically states that unless these 4 conditions are met AND the moon is in the C-quadrant of the sky, then obviously a hug is not permitted"

Oh fuck you people.

Deal with it. You know what? Someone totally random comes up and is all grabby with your junk or your girly bits or you guy-girly kinda-former-bits or whatever? Yeah... say something. But deal with it like you would anywhere in the vanilla world. If it's really bad, call the fucking cops. But if it's not bad enough that the cops would deal with it, then deal with it like a rational human being. With how much fucking grabass goes on, people misreading cues is probably not that fucking weird. But seriously... a hug or a smile or a compliment or even when you've been playful with them and they take a cue wrong or whatever... and they go too far? Just stop and say "hey, could you maybe not do that? That wasn't cool".

Cause for you a bunch of people that talk so much about "good communication"... freezing up when something doesn't go exactly your way or makes you uncomfortable only to then go shit talk about them to everyone that will listen or to the whole intarwubz? That's not good communication. That's being a whiny bitch.

This is why I'm going to need to start wearing my "PROXIMITY IS CONSENT" t-shirt all the god damn time. Or wait... I got an even better idea. I can continue not dealing with you unstable idiots 90% of the time and on the rare times that I DO... I can make sure I'm fucking drunk so I don't remember it.

Now go fuck yourself and learn to live in the real world where sometimes you get offended or feel uncomfortable and shit you don't like happens to you.

I'm too old and tired and fucking cranky to deal with this constant need to find something else to cry about. One month it's consent, the next it's pronouns, the next it's about communication, the next it's about kinksters being cheap or the need to be more inclusive or less offensive and the next it's back to fucking consent. Lather. Rinse. Re-fucking-peat.

At least when I'm bitching about shit, I try to make it kinda funny. Or wave my hands around and point to things and look like the admittedly raving lunatic that I am.

Maybe I'll just say 'fuck it" and make a consent form that you have to sign away your rights in order to speak to me or be within 5 feet of me. That should make things interesting.

Random Thought Of The Day #609

Day 609

I'm not going to dwell on the Pens game today. I'm not going to dwell on the Pens game today.
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I really really REALLY fucking hate the Flyers.

Random Thought Of The Day #608

Day 608

 It's Friday the 13th.

Don't worry... I can only hide in 1 person's closet with a big fucking knife, ready to attack whenever I think they're at their most vulnerable, at a time.
So you should be safe. Maybe. Unless it's your closet.

Or maybe I'll be in your attic. No... I'd never do that. Relax... that sound you hear? It's just the wind. It's not me. Hiding. Waiting. I promise.

Or hiding in the bushes outside your house. There's a great view of your bedroom by that bush near the back patio.

Or your basement when you might have forgotten to lock the door down there. When's the last time you checked that lock? It looks like it's pretty old and simple.

Or maybe you'll just run into me while you're taking the dogs for a walk or that run in the park this evening. I mean... there's a lot of places to hang out that most people don't even notice. So much that we never notice. So many corners and blind turns and buildings with places to just... wait.

Maybe you'll get a surprise tonight.

Random Thought Of The Day #607

Day 607

I am still pissed at the Pens game last night. They tried to win by playing 20 minutes and coasting to a win.

That doesn't fucking work in the Playoffs.

I wanted to punch kittens after that game. Hell, I'd have settled for punching anything.

I almost threw my remote at the television.

So... in order to forget about it... I'm just going to post pictures of slutty girls with big cans.

Enjoy.

Random Thought Of The Day #606

Day 606

Hey... you lazy fucks.

Yeah, I'm talking to you.

Go get your ass in gear and buy your GRUE ticket. Quit dicking around and just buy it, you cheap fuck. You know you're going to anyway. So just buy it, fucker.

If you don't know how to get your tickets, just ask @DoNotGoGently or look at the GRUE Pitt group or just look at the half dozen damn threads on here for it.

Seriously... there's exactly 1 "event" in this area this year other than the Woodstocks stuff... it's not like you've got a thousand other options for kink events. So just go buy your fucking ticket, call it a day, and show up in a few weeks for the event.

Do as you're told children. Daddy is watching you.

Random Thought Of The Day #605

Day 605

Does anyone remember how the internet worked in the 90's?

Do you remember actually PAYING to have browser software. You could go to one of the half dozen computer software stores... wait... stores? I'll get back to that. But you could go to one of the stores and actually have to pay money to for a browser. What was it? About $25 or $30 for a copy of Netscape Navigator? Does anyone except for me even remember that thing?

Remember when the video game stores and the computer software stores were the same? Babbages? Electronics Boutique? All those mall computer stores. I always had fond memories of those stores for some reason.

Do you remember some of the search engines from back then? Alta Vista? Web Crawler? Excite? What was the one that Mark Cuban owned? The one with the commercial with the scottsman in the kilt and the really fast dog going to pick up the newspaper or something for him? What was that one called? Which other ones am I forgetting about? And where the fuck did they disappear to? Did Google eat them all? Cause the only one that I think is even 1/10 of what it was in 1997 is Yahoo.

Let's make with the 90's internet nostalgia.

We all know the sad story of Napster. Jesus... I remember waiting sometimes a day and a half to get a fast enough connection speed with someone that was online long enough to actually download a whole song. You'd be stuck on 73.2% or something for a day and a half. Or sometimes longer. Do you even remember when it took more than a minute or 2 to download a song? Do you even remember not having an always-on connection? That grinding, screaming, skreeching sound of a modem connecting. Ugh.

When AOL IM was the shit. And if you weren't using it, you were a toolbag.

What about you? What do you remember?

Back when there really was only like 6 girls on the internet. I mean... that became such a cliche in the 90's that not only does the cliche still exist, but it also exists simultaneously as a punchline as well! I can't think of anything else that quite gets that distinction. Except for the "it's not a girl, it's a 43 year old man" cliche. But that was just the other half of the "there's no girls on the internet" cliche.

When the internet was still pretty much nothing but music sharing and porn. Err... I don't know if that's really changed that much. But totally not fast enough then to watch streaming porn. You had to still download your porn.

Back when those AOL cd's might have actually had some use. But by the time they were giving away more free hours in a month than there WERE hours in a month, that's kinda when they kinda lost their meaning.

Fucking Geocities.

So what's your 90's interwubz nostalgia?

Random Thought Of The Day #604

Day 604
Here's some little things to ponder:

1. Scientists want to see really really far into space. So they just came up with a project to see real far into space called the Event Horizon project. Except this time it's got nothing to do with making a black hole, but taking a picture of one.

Let me know when they get a good picture of Hell. I'll need it for planning my eventual invasion. It's like my own version of satellite imagery.

2. I need to stock up on Cadbury Creme Eggs before they disappear.

3. The whole "Zombie Jesus" thing kinda jumped the shark. I refused to do it this year because EVERYONE did it. I've been doing it for years now and it was always kinda giggle worthy because nobody else really did it. Now? FUCKING EVERYONE!

So yeah... "Zombie Jesus Day"... you've had a good run, but I'm putting you to bed now. I'll break you back out in a decade or so when it's for nostalgia purposes... but it's time for that phrase to get put down for the count.

Like when middle-aged white suburban women began using "bling bling" or any number of other phrases that we beat to fucking death... the "Zombie Jesus" has joined those ranks.

4. Spending a 3-day weekend mostly laid up with a fucked up back sucks. But hey... all the drugs that the doctors gave me were pleasant. A wonderful cocktail of painkillers, muscle relaxers, and steroids.

Mmmmm... Vicodin

5. I think I might have suffered some brain damage recently. I just spent about a half hour transfixed by watching horrible pop music videos on YouTube. In fact, I don't know if I could have found worse shit if I tried. I followed a link for some Niki Minaj song on my iGoogle page and ended up with some bullshit from Ke$ha and something from some other nitwit and another 3 or 4 things that made me want to stab myself in the ear drums with a fucking skewer.

That was apparently my masochistic streak for the year.

Kill me.