The Importance Of A Physical Thing - 810

Day 810

So I've realized something: I read a lot more when I have physical books than when I just have stuff thrown onto my iPad. And while it's a lot less convenient to carry around, physical books still have a draw for me that ebooks don't.

Now, that's not to say I have an issue with ebooks by any stretch. I love that I can take hundreds or more books with me anywhere I go with just a thing that I can (kinda tightly) fit into my back pocket. I love that there's a lot more options for interactingness, which is a word I think I just made up, in ebooks over physical books. I can only imagine how fucking badass a Choose Your Own Adventure book could be in ebook format. It' could be truly limitless. I love how  an author can update a book after it's published and, as long as they're just editing the same item on the Kindle store or iBooks store or whatever, you just gotta update the version you have and all of a sudden, major edits just pop up on your device without having to go and buy a new copy.

Not to mention how you can integrate media of all sorts into an ebook that is just not possible with a physical book. It's great. Want a certain song playing in the background or to set a mood with media instead of words? You can do that with an ebook when it's not really an option for a physical book.

But there's still something about holding  a book in your hands. Smelling the pages. Feeling the texture. Feeling how much or how little you have left to read. Flipping from page to page. That's something that you can't do with an ebook.

Or setting them up on a shelf or in a box with dozens of other books. With an ebook, it's just another file in a whole folder filled with them.

Having it staring you in the face when you put it down on the end table and it tempting or demanding you to pick it back up and finish it. There's none of that constant reminder when you've got an ebook on your tablet or phone or kindle. There's no taunting of a book cover that says "fucking read me, asshole! You're not done yet!" the way there is with the physical book.

And that's not to mention that sometimes you don't WANT a different version of a book that's been updated. Sometimes there's something refreshing or quaint about the little mistakes or incompleteness of the original version. Like a first edition. The oldness of the pages or for truly antique books, the idiosyncrasies of the original printer that make it unique.

I don't know... it's why I'm always torn and why I often wish that Amazon or Barnes & Noble or whoever would do something like Hollywood has done with their system. Where you get a download code for a digital copy when you buy a new dvd, but for books. So when you order a book from Amazon or something, it automatically shows up on your kindle account so you can start it now while you wait for the physical copy to arrive from the retailer. That way, when you're at home, you can read the physical copy but when you've got to go somewhere but want to carry the book with you, you just throw your kindle in your pocket or bag or car and you don't have to carry a bunch of books around with you.

It's weird that the Comic book industry is the only one to have even kinda figured this out yet. And even their system is imperfect. But it's getting there. And maybe one day in the future, we won't have to balance our desire to carry our things with our desire to actually own physical things.

FREE BOOK!

I announced this on the IGNITION post, but figured I'd post it here as well as Fet

iBooks finally updated with the free revised and updated version of Hold My Beer & Watch This that I put together with iBooks Author (which was kind of a nightmare to figure out, by the way...

Here's the LINK

So if you have an iPad, go get it for free. Ignore the 2.99 version (it hasn't updated to take it down yet) if you just do the search in iTunes. It does NOT work on an iPhone though. Fucking weird thing. Maybe I'll do another version that will work on the iPhone. (Edit: apparently anything written in iBooks Author does not work on iPhones. ePub versions only)

And if you just want the epub version for any device not named Kindle, Here You Go

And finally, I THINK this will work... but the free Kindle version HERE

So share this with people. I seriously want people to read it for free. And let me know if any of the links don't work right.

Kill The Future.... Build The Future - #809

Day 809

It's hard to get myself back in the habit of writing daily here. Especially when it's fallen on so many deaf ears in the past few months.

I mean, that's one of a dozen fairly-obvious reasons I put this daily blog on hiatus for almost 3 months. I had no passion for it and you all obviously had lost your passion for reading it. And that's because things stagnate when the bar doesn't get raised and you don't challenge the status quo. Because the status quo sucks. No matter what it is or no matter how cool it might seem to you right now, the status quo really generally sucks.

It's also why Fet has been sucking so much for so long. Because I think we've all realized that there's nothing new under the sun and outside of picking up minor skills here and there or seeing an interesting twist on an idea, there's not really all that much to give us that same delight that we once had with our kinks. I know I don't speak for all of you but there's a very large segment that I am speaking for and we're bored. Seriously. Fucking. Bored. I mean, yeah sure... there's some cool stuff here or there but for the most part it's a whole lot of "been there, done that" bullshit that we can't really bring ourselves to adjust our schedules around anymore.

You know what I'm talking about. Those things that get you so excited that you work the rest of your life schedule around certain things to that you don't miss a second of it. Those things that bring up a sense of wonder or joy or child-like enthusiasm in a way that not much else in our boring, monotonous, responsible adult lives provides.

I mean, if we're just doing the same old shit with little changes here and there, I'm pretty sure we can all figure out the future that's planned. And it's the same as now. Boring as shit.

That said, I just figured I'd mention that we won't be throwing any parties anytime soon because it has just been the same old shit. Not until we get an idea of something that is fucking AWESOME and nobody has done in years if ever before. No more trotting out themes that were fun the first time and are just the same-old-thing. No, I don't wanna throw another party until I've got an idea that's totally fucking rad.

And in the same vein, I'm done being involved in stuff that is just a lot of the same-old-shit all over again.

In fact, I'm done doing shit that's not a wholly new experience. I want something that's really going to spark my passion again and I think a lot of you do too.

So I'm also challenging you all to do the same thing. Get out of your comfort zones. Do new things and don't just get caught up in doing the same old shit over and over. Break the status quo and don't support things that are just more of the same. Don't do anything that doesn't add something new that DEMANDS that you adjust your schedule around whatever it is instead of the crap that you do if it fits in your existing schedule.

Do something new. Do something original. Do something that changes the game. And push for something different. Break the future that's coming and build something different.

IGNITION - #808

Day 808

Cover your ears & shield your eyes... The vacation is over. Your favorite Internet Bastard is back. And everything is about to get bloody.

But that's just the beginning. If that was all that a 30-day countdown led to, that would just be fucking lame.

No, I'm here to announce a lot of things today. There's so much news you probably might need to come back a few times and double-check that you didn't miss something.

First of all, yes... the daily blog is back. The RTOTD is off hiatus and will be a daily feature again beginning today. And it's not getting any more focused than it was last time. In fact, it's going to be even more random than before. Ever since the first hiatus and when I moved this thing to being primarily hosted on Blogger for Day 400 and beyond, I avoided talking about BDSM community shit and well.. it sucked. Because there was nobody there to point it out for you when bad ideas happen. That ends now. Nothing is off the table.

There are no rules anymore, children.

Now that that's out of the way... on to the announcements that you're probably more interested. I'm just gonna make a list that starts with the biggest ones:

I'm announcing a release date of December 12th (My birthday) for the 2nd book. The official title is Booze, Bondage & Bad Decisions. It'll be available in print as well as ebook again. There's some final details I'm working on now, and I might change the print publisher depending on a few things, but it'll be available once again in any format you want. Hardcover, paperback, epub for your iPad, Nook or general e-reader and mobi for your Kindle. So keep an eye out.

With that announced, that leads me into my next announcement.

For the next 30 days, the ebook versions of Hold My Beer & Watch This is FREE!!!!

But only in iBooks store, or direct from Lulu Press. Sorry, but I can't give away the print versions because somebody has to pay for the paper and stuff. And while I'll be awesome and give away the ebook version of my first book, I won't pay for your paper for the print versions. Go to one of the links on the side of my blog site or just search on iTunes for "Hold My Beer & Watch This" and download it for free until August 3rd, 2013.

Sadly, I wanted to make it free on Kindle, but the best I could do was $0.99 cents. So it's damn near free, but seriously.. 99 cents? Shit, if you can't jump on that then what more do you want? Hell, I bet you can find that in your couch cushions when you get home.

And I'm still fighting with the Nook store to make it free. The best I can do there is $0.99 for some reason. Keep in mind though, getting it directly from the Lulu Press store is the same as getting it from the Nook store. It's the same file. It's still the same epub file that runs on your Nook (if that's what you've got) but it's simple a question of who gives it to you.

It might take a day or 2 for the changes to kick in in all the marketplaces, but keep checking back if it's not showing up as free yet. It'll switch over. I'm not going to be too anal about the 30-day timeframe. It might be 35 or 40 by the time it's over, but I wanted to make it 30 for the time being.

And to go along with this, I'm also going to announce that the new design for Epsilon Phi t-shirts has been completed. Check it out below!

I'll be opening up orders (paid in advance) for new t-shirts via paypal in the next week or so. I'll make a specific announcement for them with a price after I'm done shopping all the printers. I'll get into more detail when I make the announcement for shirts. I want to have them in-hand for the Kinknic.

This part isn't really news but Epsilon Phi had been asked and made a decision to be a financial sponsor of the Kinknic. We will also host a watergun fight and a cigar social. Bring your own cigars if you want something specific, otherwise I'll try to order a case of 20 or so cheap cigars for anyone that wants to join in but didn't bring a cigar or forgot theirs.

Next up is a project that I've been working on for a little while now but I'm going to be using Blogger to host primarily. The Bimbo Project blog has been something I've been doing on Tumblr for a little while now and I'm going to be moving it to Blogger. It'll still be mostly hosted on Tumblr, but I wanted to throw it up as a different way to interact than Tumblr. So if you're even mildly interested in Bimbofication, you should totally follow The Bimbo Project on Blogger and if you want to follow both that and the random porn that I reblog, follow me on Tumblr. Yes, it's pretty much filled to the brim with porn that is totally stolen, but fuck it. It's no worse than Google Images. Except more organized.

So you'll be occasionally getting 2 full blogs some days when I have something new to add to the Bimbo Project blog. There's about 7 or 9 blog posts there and they're all a pretty deep thought about the practical aspects of Bimbofication. And I think I might be focusing my thoughts on the topic on that blog site.

And the final thing I wanted to cover day is the most simple. It's a reminder to everyone... everywhere.

Daddy is watching. Daddy is always watching.

Behave.

There Is No Room For Fiction...

...When Life Is This Strange

It's Coming....

 

 

7/4/13

Infamy - RTOTD #807

Day 807

There's days where I can't tell if I have a little bit of fame when I meet new people or if it's more infamy. I've had the experience a few times. I've met new people who are like "I know you" and others who have said "you're that writer guy" and even others that have said "oh.... you". I can never quite tell if it's fame or infamy. Granted, on a small scale, but still.

And the other thing is... I can't quite figure out which one is better. Is it more fun to be someone that people already know before you even say hi. Or is it more fun to be that guy that people argue about from afar. Because I've experienced a good deal of both since I originally dug this (previously) daily column up from the ash heap of my old Myspace account circa 2007 and turned it into a thing that people looked forward to reading. And to be honest, I'm not sure which I like more: The guy people love or the shock jock.

Though I guess the guy in the black hat doing shit to piss people off and make enemies and hurt feelings IS a lot more fun.

Slug:

"I want a fanbase full of jealous husbands and ex lovers"

I bring this up because I woke up this morning and decided to check Fet for shits and giggles. I haven't been looking there, much less posting ... well... anything in like 2 months. I figured I should at least check in and see if anything cool came up. What do I see? Half my damn feed was filled with a bunch of people fighting. That's not shocking. That's all the damn thing is useful for anymore. But the topic was kinda suprising because it was about me. It was this dueling blogs back & forth thing between some chick I kinda knew a little bit and met once or twice a few years ago and a bunch of people who I couldn't pick out of a lineup.

But the best part of it all was this: Every single one of them are 1,000 miles away in a city I've never even been to. I don't think I could even pick Jacksonville off a map, to be honest. I know they have a shitty football team and an ass-load of strip clubs. But that strip club thing might be Tampa. I really have no concept of relative locations in Florida. It's America's wang. That's like me caring about where anything is in California or Canada or Detroit. They're all foreign countries that speak a mixed bag of gibberish swirled in with poor english. I just can't bring myself to and if they all fell into the ocean, nobody would care.

While that was all interesting enough, the biggest thing I'm still curious about is where the fuck this came from? I mean... ok, it's the spring. At this point, I can set my watch to the "it's spring, time to put Joe's personal life under the microscope again" thing, but I'm at least used to it being a local thing.

Quit changing this shit up on me.

I'm over here minding my own damned business and somehow the argument popped up again, except 1,000 miles south of where it normally does. It's not even like I'm sitting around and doing commentary on the community anymore. I got out of that business a while ago. Commenting on that shit is just asking to get dragged into a cesspool of idiots, pretentious asshats, and moral crusaders who think they knew better than everyone else.

And I really don't feel like trying to wash the smell of that steaming pile of horse shit out of my clothes.

So I'm gonna go back over to my corner and keep working on the 2nd book, decompressing a little bit, watching hockey, and being actually quite mellow. I'll let ya'll keep fighting about some mysterious person 1,000 miles away who none of you actually know, with 2nd and 3rd hand information, and yelling at each other. I might even sit in with a little bag of popcorn. But I have to tell you... this does prove something:

If this is infamy, it's kinda cool, because I'm a narcissistic ass and a bunch of borderline strangers devoting that much effort to fighting about me does nothing but feed my ego. So thanks for that.

There's Something In The Water - RTOTD #806

Day 806

There's gotta be something in the Cuyahoga river to explain this. I mean, the motherfucker caught fire once. That's gotta tell you something.

Cleveland is slowly climbing the list of craziest kinky fuckers in the world.

Yeah, I know some of you that I know from out there are going to get pissy about this, but there's gotta be something in that water. Because every time I hear about another kinky psycho, they end up with a Cleveland connection.

I kinda love this dude. He's awesome.

I'm sure we all heard about those girls that had been kidnapped and held for like a decade in some Cleveland suburb by some lunatics. Apparently 3 kinky brothers And I don't mean black guys. They would beat them and make them crawl around in the backyard naked on leashes.

Don't get me wrong... beating bitches and pet play is hot and all. But the non-consensual kidnapping play part? Maybe not so much. Well, unless the "victims" just really sucked as a person on every conceivable level. But at like 16... it's hard to accomplish that level of suckitude.

Brother, though? That's a whole new level of weird. 3 totally random dudes that all happen to be kinky and decide to take that shit to the next level with actual human abductions and everything? Ok, yeah. I guess I can kinda see it happening. We get these human trafficking rings all the time that involve a group of like-minded people, but 3 brothers? Well... that's just gotta be something in the water at that point. Didn't I see an episode of X-Files that went like this one time?

Hell, Sadistic Switch and Other Joe are twins and even they're like "hey yo, I think I'll do my thing over there cause it's way too weird with my brother right here." Do you know why? CAUSE IT'S FUCKING WEIRD!

If this was an isolated thing, I'd probably let it slide. If this was New York or Boston or LA or Chicago? I'd probably let that slide too. Millions of people and you're bound to have a couple crazy kinky fuckers that do nutball shit. But Cleveland? Every couple years, we're hearing about another one or a serial killer or some shit from there.

Don't we all also remember that one guy from a few years ago that used to scour ALT.com for girls? That one liked his women like he liked his coffee. Ground up and in the fridge. Or in his backyard. Or buried in his basement. Or on his living room floor. Except when he kept the heads elsewhere.

Hey, I lived out there for about 2 years. It was the worst 2 years of my life. Well, almost. The 2 years that I was sometimes fucking the DeadEx was pretty shitty too. But living in Cleveland was fucking shitty. I could totally see why they snap the fuck out and go loonie. I mean, didn't the Torso Killer teach us that living in a place like Cleveland kinda eventually does that shit to you? I know I probably would have lost my shit if I had to live in that hellhole for much longer.

Though the women ARE eminently more slutty out there. Or maybe just easier. I had a different one in my bed every few weeks for most of the time I lived there, and I had all of 3 friends there. Mostly because... well... you people like Baseball. And Basketball. And the Browns. What the fuck did I have in common with any of you? If' that and occasionally swimming in meningitis infested Lake Erie (oh dear god) was all I had to look forward to, I'd probably go nuts too.

At least Pittsburgh only has to worry about random rampage shootings. That's a whole lot more normal than kinky fuckers that kidnap teenagers and beat bitches and chop them up after knocking them up or whatever the fuck these kinky fuckers out there are doing.

You all need a fucking hobby. Or a new place to live. Maybe if Wendy's didn't close at 6:00 on a sunday night,  you'd be less apt to murderfy some broads.

Leave Them No Ground To Go To - RTOTD #805

Day 805

Remember when LA County passed that stupid condom law last year where porn stars had to use condoms on any movie filmed in the county? And remember when the porn business said that they'd leave if it was passed? And remember when LA County didn't believe them and passed it anyway?

Well, they left and LA County is sitting there going "I don't know what happened?!?!?"

They mostly went down the road to the next county. That next county is now about to try to pass the same law. I bet when everyone tells this new county that passing the same stupid law means the porn biz will leave there as well, they won't believe it either. I guess they don't want the hundreds of millions of dollars that the porn business makes and they can tax either.

I always love seeing California plan to do something stupid, be told why it's stupid and not to do it, ignore all warnings about the detriments of doing it, do it anyways and then be left confused when the warnings they were given come to pass.

Because fuck you, Los Angeles.

When you realize how much tax money you lost from this stupid law & repeal it, think about changing your "no booze & fully nude strippers in the same place" law too. Your strip clubs suck compared to Pittsburgh. And really.... How could you possibly let that happen? I mean really.... That's sad.

I think someone was reading too much Sun Tzu recently. But it is California afterall. They pretty much get everything wrong anymore. I guess they somehow forgot that business is needed for those pesky things like "jobs" and "income" and "tax revenue" and stuff.

Maybe all that "speaking spanish and english" everywhere thing fucked up some translations when you added in Chinese. They managed to mix up Enemy and Business in translation.

Right? Maybe? Come on, I'm throwing you a fucking bone here, California. Just take it.

Down The Rabbit Hole Redux - RTOTD #804

Day 804

Wait... so a feminist at UConn is throwing a hissy fit over the new UConn Huskies school logo. She even wrote a letter to the president of the university about it.

What is her complaint?

The new logo is too intimidating looking and conjures images of rape and sexual assault.

Because of a logo. A cartoon drawing of a dog.

I'm going to pause and let that sink in while reminiscing about other times feminists decide to opine about things regarding sports and how fucking retarded they often sound to anyone with an ounce of common sense.

I hope she knows that the Girl's Basketball team is also wearing those jerseys with that logo.

"Oh shit, what's that? Is that my teammate about to pass me the ball or a dog waiting to rape me?!?! I don't know! I'm terrified because I'm just a girl and can't tell the difference between a cartoon drawing on a shirt and sexual assault!!"

This is weird, because for some reason, I seem to remember talking about something very similar to this once before in the past. Hmmm...some little thing about rape and sports and feminists going off the deep end about shit (which is sadly too often) and losing their goddamned minds. Didn't I write some little note on Fet that might have been TOTALLY ignored and nobody ever read... hmmm... what was that one about?

*EVIL GRIN*

And I also vaguely remember something about male feminists.

I gotta ask though... since this broad thinks an aggressive cartoon dog reminds her of rape, is her letter an admission that someone might have done some naughty things with a dog? Or maybe she just had some nightmares after watching Who Framed Roger Rabbit? and Cool World. I know... it freaked me the fuck out to see Doctor Emmett Brown turn into goop at the end of that movie too.

Seriously... that dude hasn't aged since before Back To The Future came out.

You all are free to tell he how horrible of a human being I am in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

DESTROY - RTOTD #803

Day 803

I've been trying to figure out what Douglas Murray reminds me of for a week or so now. Last night, I discovered the answer.

*yes, this is a combination hockey & comic book joke. Many of you won't get it if you don't watch Pens game and/or have never read an X-Men comic or watched the cartoon in the 90's. But fuck you, it's funny to me.