Tragic Rabbit

Ditto. She and all the other lookalike who-cares famous-for-being-famous bimbos (of both sexes) are why I don't watch television... TR

I can't vote in MN either but am wearing his campaign button anyhow. He's an impressive guy, I'd like to see him in DC. TR

*snicker* Actually, I think that's a delicacy in Cajun Country...especially if acquired alongst the roadside. Poor Emu, though, done in by Germans. What was his crime, one wonders? TR

Yeah, yeah, it's Fox and it's Dennis but, hey, it's funny... TR

http://www.southernvoice.com/2007/5-18/new...alnews/6962.cfm The politics of 'passing' Is there anything wrong with letting people think you?re straight? By RYAN LEE May. 18, 2007 Whether by the braided Mohawk atop his head, the soft features on his cleanshaven face or his tendency to wear form-fitting jeans and T-shirts, Avery Sparks believes it?s not too difficult for most people to look at him and tell he?s gay. ?I don?t think I hardly ever pass for straight,? said a laughing Sparks, a 21-year-old who lives in Southwest Atlanta. ?People give me looks all the time, and I know why they?re looking, but oh well.? Michael Young, 20, is also used to occasional stares from neighbors and passers-by, but he is more confident in his ability to be ?unclockable? than his best friend Sparks. ?I don?t feel like I scream ?gay,?? Young said. ?Most of the time, unless I?m going out or specifically trying dress a little showy, people aren?t going to look at me and think first that I?m gay. ?When we?re around our house or in certain areas,? Young continued, ?I usually try to be unclockable, just to avoid drama.? Sparks agreed that comments about his appearance are sometimes both irritating and intimidating. ?You want to be who you really are, but you don?t want to get beat up for that,? Sparks said. BENFITS OF PASSING The practice of ?passing? has long been a way for some members of an underprivileged or oppressed group to escape the consequences of belonging to that group, while benefiting from being perceived as belonging to the privileged group. The most noted passing phenomenon in America?s history was the decision by some light-skinned blacks to pass as white in order to avoid the repercussions of slavery and Jim Crow. But some also used their passing ability to ferry others out of slavery by posing as their owners. ?Passing? used to be a popular term to describe gay men and lesbians who kept their sexual orientation secret, until the Stonewall Riots era ushered in a new term known as ?the closet,? said Cheryl Clarke, director of the Office of Social Justice Education & LGBT Communities at Rutgers University. The closet has long been portrayed as hell-on-earth by the gay rights movement, but many gay men and lesbians have a more tolerant view of their fellow queers who pass as straight, Clarke said. ?We have a more nuanced response to passing than we did 25-30 years ago,? said Clarke, who characterized passing as ?conscious effort to de-emphasize the queer identity.? ?I think as a community we are a little more forgiving of people and their need to pass,? Clarke added. ?There are some times when passing might be healthy. It depends on the context of the situation, and it depends on what is at stake.? The ability to pass is often ?the ultimate goal? for transgender individuals hoping to avoid social and economic hardships, said Tracee McDaniel, executive director of the Juxtaposed Center for Transformation, a transgender advocacy group in Atlanta. ?To me, passing is sort of like a means to survival ? sometimes it?s just easier to blend in than expressing who you truly are,? said McDaniel, who lived for decades passing as a woman before coming out as transgender a few years ago. ?In a lot of cases, it may be detrimental to our physical well being if we?re openly expressing who we are because everyone is not accepting,? McDaniel said. ?I have to be honest, I am happy I can go through life and not have some of the blatant discrimination that some of my transgender brothers and sisters do.? Passing is an often-employed shield among black gay and transgender individuals, Clarke said. ?Lots of time we?re still beholden to black respectability and it?s not respectable to be a homosexual or queer in a lot of middle-class settings,? Clarke said.?We have a double-bind, and may have a need to pass that is more urgent than it is in other communities.? Whereas the closet is usually reserved for people uneasy about their sexual orientation or gender identity, Clarke said virtually all gay men and lesbians pass in some parts of their life. ?I consider it to be a political responsibility to be out, but I don?t go into situations announcing it any more like I used to, and I don?t come out in situations when I feel it won?t be helping whatever my agenda is,? she said. And an increasing amount of passing involves not so much gay men and lesbians themselves, but those who are observing them, said Mattilda, author of ?Nobody Passes: Rejecting the Rules of Gender & Conformity.? There are well-adjusted gay men who happen to be masculine, as well as feminine lesbians who most people will perceive as heterosexual; rather than passing, these types of gay people have an opportunity to challenge the sexual and gender norms that box people into categories, and thus make passing an issue,Mattilda said. ?I love the incredible, liberatory potential of the femme identity to undo the idea that the femme identity is compulsory,? said Mattilda, who is transgender and is also known as Matt Bernstein Sycamore. WHO PASSES, WHO FAILS? While passing may offer gay and transgender people some shelter from a hostile society, ?the kind of suppression that it sometimes entails can be more violent than the act of not passing,? Mattilda said. Passing ? which Mattilda defines as ?following the correct standards of behavior in order to be accepted as a legitimate member of an identified category? ? has a harmful impact both on those who are trying to pass, and members of the group they are attempting to flee,Mattilda said. ?I think what it does is marginalize every one that doesn?t pass. When someone passes, generally someone else is failing,? Mattilda said. ?I?m most inspired by people who either can?t pass or choose not to pass. I believe in celebrating the margins.? McDaniel senses a similar discomfort between transgender individuals who cannot pass and those they see taking advantage of heterosexual privilege. ?There are some people who feel like this person is able to go through life without the discrimination and possible physical abuse, so I think there does exist some tension,? said McDaniel,who realized about five years ago that acknowledging she was transgender was essential for her self-acceptance, and her fight for equal rights. ?If I can?t express who I am, how am I going to expect someone else to accept me as a transgender, gender-variant individual,? McDaniel said. ?Passing is a form of remaining in the closet.? It?s not just queer individuals who are attempting to ?pass,? said Mattilda, as the mainstream gay rights movement is currently concentrated on attaining ?the ultimate signs of great conformity? ? namely marriage and military service. In an attempt to present themselves as clean-cut, hardworking, family-minded, patriotic Americans, gay leaders have whitewashed longtime aspects of gay life ? from flamboyantly queer folks, to gay cruisers and sex clubs, to gay men living with HIV/AIDS, Mattilda said. ?A lot of what passing is about is invisibility, and the gay elite wants to erase that history, or make it invisible,? Mattilda said. ?If we weren?t always required to pass, what sort of opportunities might we be able to create?? IMPACT ON INDIVIDUAL Gay and transgender individuals passing could be one of the factors slowing the success of the gay rights movement, as countless studies have shown that Americans are more willing to support gay rights if they know a gay individual, said Terri Phoenix, Safe Zone coordinator at the LGBT Center at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. But deciding whether to pass ?is not an either/or issue,? meaning only the individual can decide if and when it is appropriate to conceal his or her sexual orientation, Phoenix said. ?I think the strategic non-disclosure is a different thing than someone not being out in general,? Phoenix said. ?Each person makes decisions based on their knowledge of the situation and knowledge of the context.? Still, ?allowing people to assume you?re heterosexual,? can cause personal problems for gay men and lesbians, she said. ?If someone is not heterosexual, they?re playing a pretend game. If you?re pretending to be something you?re not, that is going to have an impact on your self-esteem and your ability to be authentic,? Phoenix said. ?It can be very isolating.? Clarke of Rutgers University agreed that a life of passing won?t likely be fulfilling, and offered blunt advice to gay and transgender individuals who have a long-term habit of passing. ?If you want heterosexual privilege, you should be heterosexual,? she said. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ? 2007 The Southern Voice | A Window Media Publication

Like love, that's very nearly priceless. TR

You guys, very tricky, switching fora, but it won't fool us...well, not every single one of us. Well, prob won't fool The Dude. I learned 'the Oxford comma' as a child but it was beaten out of me as a teenager by a hyper-active history professor who had a real hard for grammar and punct...which was farking annoying because I was a double major with English and thus should know how to spell and grammarize...grrrr...anyhow, he tormented me for so long (plus, I admired him, etc, etc, he's who got me 'into' WWII so heavily that I have a whole 5-shelf bookshelf devoted to that one 'subject' and have written stories set in that time...including the current Dude's Pick short story) that I stopped using the Oxford comma, except when I backslide and it slips in. Even then, I tend to remove it in edits. Gawd, I am long-winded. Same thing in person, actually. Either that or I'm snoring. Kisses... TR

I feel the same way. Like smoking, it's a habit I enjoy, that exhilarating thumbs-down double-hit to the space bar learned so long ago, and I'm not giving it up. Nope. Not even for my beloved Wibster. Kisses... TR, who has been sort of MIA lately PS 'writebythyself' had me laughing pretty hard for a second there...

dig In the middens of our minds We mill about the margins, Watching family, friends And other fanged beasts Paw through the rubbish In search of clues, news, treasure; Answers to our riddles Reasons for our rhythms Seasons in heart?s rhymes Patterns in the dust Past Times illuminate Say those who Excavate The heaps of detritus, decay, despair That litter our preliterate cranium; Spinal cortex, shadows of the Id Animal instincts we cannot explain Nightmare and reflex, remembered Memories in amber, caught with flies, Mummified, calcified, fossilized In levels, like tree rings or rock strata We watch these independent observers Dissect and direct us; in labile labs We writhe under pitiless knives Lives expended, explored, exhumed; We watch mute, helpless as these Self appointed surgeons Archeologists of the Soul Lay out who we were, are, as if For a morgue?s steel tables Or the impersonal eye of God *

No damages for student who said 'That's so gay' SANTA ROSA, California (AP) -- A judge ruled Tuesday that a high school student who sued after being disciplined and then mercilessly teased for using the phrase "That's so gay" is not entitled to monetary damages. Sonoma County Superior Court Judge Elaine Rushing said she sympathized with 18-year-old Rebekah Rice for the ridicule she experienced at Maria Carrillo High School. But, the judge said, Rice's lawyers failed to prove that school administrators had violated any state laws or singled the girl out for punishment. "All of us have probably felt at some time that we were unfairly punished by a callous teacher, or picked on and teased by boorish and uncaring bullies," the judge wrote in a 20-page ruling. "Unfortunately, this is part of what teenagers endure in becoming adults." The law "is simply too crude and imprecise an instrument to satisfactorily soothe deeply hurt feelings," Rushing said. The case filed by Rice and her parents in 2003 brought widespread attention to a three-word phrase that some teenagers use to mean "stupid" or "uncool," but has come under attack as an insensitive insult to gay people. The Rices argued that a teacher violated Rebekah Rice's First Amendment rights by sending her to the principal's office and putting a note in her school file. During a trial in February, Rebekah Rice testified she said "That's so gay" as a response to other students asking her rude questions about her Mormon upbringing. Rushing said the school district was not liable for monetary damages because the law under which the Rices brought the lawsuit specifically excludes schools. In addition, she said that school officials are given wide latitude in deciding how to enforce non-discrimination provisions of the state education code. The judge added that it didn't make sense to have the referral stricken from the girl's school record, since she graduated last year. The lawsuit also accused the public high school of having a double standard because, it said, administrators never sought to shield Rebekah from teasing based on Mormon stereotypes. It also alleged that the Rices were singled out because of the family's conservative views on sexuality. Rushing rejected each claim, going so far as to suggest that the Rices had created a miserable situation for Rebekah by advertising their dissatisfaction with the school's handling of the incident during her freshman year. Neither the Rices nor their lawyer returned telephone calls seeking comment. Copyright 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed. Find this article at: http://www.cnn.com/2007/LAW/05/16/thats.so.gay.ap/index.html

Are you sure about that 500 words for PROSE? That's one page...hardly much of a story. Just curious. TR PS. Peeps, I am trying to reconstruct my entire computer/contact system and have been doing so for the last several weeks. I hope to be back in the AD/online loop by this weekend but may not be. I miss you guys but do keep sending all story-editor stuff to that address, I am now getting them. Hell is being trapped in a room with your friends and nine thousand disassembled and mismatched computer bits...

Find this article at: http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/1...t.ap/index.html Novelist Kurt Vonnegut dies at 84 Story Highlights? Author had suffered brain injuries in fall weeks ago ? An iconoclast, he exhorted audiences to think for themselves ? As POW, he survived WWII firebombing of Dresden, Germany ? Dresden experience formed basis of "Slaughterhouse-Five" NEW YORK (AP) -- Kurt Vonnegut, the satirical novelist who captured the absurdity of war and questioned the advances of science in darkly humorous works such as "Slaughterhouse-Five" and "Cat's Cradle," died Wednesday. He was 84. Vonnegut, who often marveled that he had lived so long despite his lifelong smoking habit, had suffered brain injuries after a fall at his Manhattan home weeks ago, said his wife, photographer Jill Krementz. The author of at least 19 novels, many of them best-sellers, as well as dozens of short stories, essays and plays, Vonnegut relished the role of a social critic. He lectured regularly, exhorting audiences to think for themselves and delighting in barbed commentary against the institutions he felt were dehumanizing people. "I will say anything to be funny, often in the most horrible situations," Vonnegut, whose watery, heavy-lidded eyes and unruly hair made him seem to be in existential pain, once told a gathering of psychiatrists. A self-described religious skeptic and freethinking humanist, Vonnegut used protagonists such as Billy Pilgrim and Eliot Rosewater as transparent vehicles for his points of view. He also filled his novels with satirical commentary and even drawings that were only loosely connected to the plot. In "Slaughterhouse-Five," he drew a headstone with the epitaph: "Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt." But much in his life was traumatic, and left him in pain. A meat locker labeled slaughterhouse-five Despite his commercial success, Vonnegut battled depression throughout his life, and in 1984, he attempted suicide with pills and alcohol, joking later about how he botched the job. His mother had succeeded in killing herself just before he left for Germany during World War II, where he was quickly taken prisoner during the Battle of the Bulge. He was being held in Dresden when Allied bombs created a firestorm that killed an estimated 135,000 people in the city. "The firebombing of Dresden explains absolutely nothing about why I write what I write and am what I am," Vonnegut wrote in "Fates Worse Than Death," his 1991 autobiography of sorts. But he spent 23 years struggling to write about the ordeal, which he survived by huddling with other POWs inside an underground meat locker labeled slaughterhouse-five. The novel, in which Pvt. Pilgrim is transported from Dresden by time-traveling aliens from the planet Tralfamadore, was published at the height of the Vietnam War, and solidified his reputation as an iconoclast. "He was sort of like nobody else," said Gore Vidal, who noted that he, Vonnegut and Norman Mailer were among the last writers around who served in World War II. "He was imaginative; our generation of writers didn't go in for imagination very much. Literary realism was the general style. Those of us who came out of the war in the 1940s made sort of the official American prose, and it was often a bit on the dull side. Kurt was never dull." A novelist -- and car salesman Vonnegut was born on Nov. 11, 1922, in Indianapolis, a "fourth-generation German-American religious skeptic Freethinker," and studied chemistry at Cornell University before joining the Army. When he returned, he reported for Chicago's City News Bureau, then did public relations for General Electric, a job he loathed. He wrote his first novel, "Player Piano," in 1951, followed by "The Sirens of Titan," "Canary in a Cat House" and "Mother Night," making ends meet by selling Saabs on Cape Cod. Critics ignored him at first, then denigrated his deliberately bizarre stories and disjointed plots as haphazardly written science fiction. But his novels became cult classics, especially "Cat's Cradle" in 1963, in which scientists create "ice-nine," a crystal that turns water solid and destroys the earth. Many of his novels were best-sellers. Some also were banned and burned for suspected obscenity. Vonnegut took on censorship as an active member of the PEN writers' aid group and the American Civil Liberties Union. The American Humanist Association, which promotes individual freedom, rational thought and scientific skepticism, made him its honorary president. His characters tended to be miserable anti-heroes with little control over their fate. Pilgrim was an ungainly, lonely goof. The hero of "God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater" was a sniveling, obese volunteer fireman. Vonnegut said the villains in his books were never individuals, but culture, society and history, which he said were making a mess of the planet. "We probably could have saved ourselves, but we were too damned lazy to try very hard ... and too damn cheap," he once suggested carving into a wall on the Grand Canyon, as a message for flying-saucer creatures. He retired from novel writing in his later years but continued to publish short articles. He had a best-seller in 2005 with "A Man Without a Country," a collection of his nonfiction, including jabs at the Bush administration ("upper-crust C-students who know no history or geography") and the uncertain future of the planet. He called the book's success "a nice glass of champagne at the end of a life." Vonnegut, who had homes in Manhattan and the Hamptons in New York, adopted his sister's three young children after she died. He also had three children of his own with his first wife, Ann Cox, and later adopted a daughter, Lily, with his second wife, the noted photographer Krementz. Vonnegut once said that of all the ways to die, he'd prefer to go out in an airplane crash on the peak of Mount Kilimanjaro. He often joked about the difficulties of old age. "When Hemingway killed himself he put a period at the end of his life; old age is more like a semicolon," Vonnegut told The Associated Press in 2005. "My father, like Hemingway, was a gun nut and was very unhappy late in life. But he was proud of not committing suicide. And I'll do the same, so as not to set a bad example for my children." Copyright 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed. Find this article at: http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/1...t.ap/index.html

Find this article at: http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/1...t.ap/index.html Novelist Kurt Vonnegut dies at 84 Story Highlights? Author had suffered brain injuries in fall weeks ago ? An iconoclast, he exhorted audiences to think for themselves ? As POW, he survived WWII firebombing of Dresden, Germany ? Dresden experience formed basis of "Slaughterhouse-Five" NEW YORK (AP) -- Kurt Vonnegut, the satirical novelist who captured the absurdity of war and questioned the advances of science in darkly humorous works such as "Slaughterhouse-Five" and "Cat's Cradle," died Wednesday. He was 84. Vonnegut, who often marveled that he had lived so long despite his lifelong smoking habit, had suffered brain injuries after a fall at his Manhattan home weeks ago, said his wife, photographer Jill Krementz. The author of at least 19 novels, many of them best-sellers, as well as dozens of short stories, essays and plays, Vonnegut relished the role of a social critic. He lectured regularly, exhorting audiences to think for themselves and delighting in barbed commentary against the institutions he felt were dehumanizing people. "I will say anything to be funny, often in the most horrible situations," Vonnegut, whose watery, heavy-lidded eyes and unruly hair made him seem to be in existential pain, once told a gathering of psychiatrists. A self-described religious skeptic and freethinking humanist, Vonnegut used protagonists such as Billy Pilgrim and Eliot Rosewater as transparent vehicles for his points of view. He also filled his novels with satirical commentary and even drawings that were only loosely connected to the plot. In "Slaughterhouse-Five," he drew a headstone with the epitaph: "Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt." But much in his life was traumatic, and left him in pain. A meat locker labeled slaughterhouse-five Despite his commercial success, Vonnegut battled depression throughout his life, and in 1984, he attempted suicide with pills and alcohol, joking later about how he botched the job. His mother had succeeded in killing herself just before he left for Germany during World War II, where he was quickly taken prisoner during the Battle of the Bulge. He was being held in Dresden when Allied bombs created a firestorm that killed an estimated 135,000 people in the city. "The firebombing of Dresden explains absolutely nothing about why I write what I write and am what I am," Vonnegut wrote in "Fates Worse Than Death," his 1991 autobiography of sorts. But he spent 23 years struggling to write about the ordeal, which he survived by huddling with other POWs inside an underground meat locker labeled slaughterhouse-five. The novel, in which Pvt. Pilgrim is transported from Dresden by time-traveling aliens from the planet Tralfamadore, was published at the height of the Vietnam War, and solidified his reputation as an iconoclast. "He was sort of like nobody else," said Gore Vidal, who noted that he, Vonnegut and Norman Mailer were among the last writers around who served in World War II. "He was imaginative; our generation of writers didn't go in for imagination very much. Literary realism was the general style. Those of us who came out of the war in the 1940s made sort of the official American prose, and it was often a bit on the dull side. Kurt was never dull." A novelist -- and car salesman Vonnegut was born on Nov. 11, 1922, in Indianapolis, a "fourth-generation German-American religious skeptic Freethinker," and studied chemistry at Cornell University before joining the Army. When he returned, he reported for Chicago's City News Bureau, then did public relations for General Electric, a job he loathed. He wrote his first novel, "Player Piano," in 1951, followed by "The Sirens of Titan," "Canary in a Cat House" and "Mother Night," making ends meet by selling Saabs on Cape Cod. Critics ignored him at first, then denigrated his deliberately bizarre stories and disjointed plots as haphazardly written science fiction. But his novels became cult classics, especially "Cat's Cradle" in 1963, in which scientists create "ice-nine," a crystal that turns water solid and destroys the earth. Many of his novels were best-sellers. Some also were banned and burned for suspected obscenity. Vonnegut took on censorship as an active member of the PEN writers' aid group and the American Civil Liberties Union. The American Humanist Association, which promotes individual freedom, rational thought and scientific skepticism, made him its honorary president. His characters tended to be miserable anti-heroes with little control over their fate. Pilgrim was an ungainly, lonely goof. The hero of "God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater" was a sniveling, obese volunteer fireman. Vonnegut said the villains in his books were never individuals, but culture, society and history, which he said were making a mess of the planet. "We probably could have saved ourselves, but we were too damned lazy to try very hard ... and too damn cheap," he once suggested carving into a wall on the Grand Canyon, as a message for flying-saucer creatures. He retired from novel writing in his later years but continued to publish short articles. He had a best-seller in 2005 with "A Man Without a Country," a collection of his nonfiction, including jabs at the Bush administration ("upper-crust C-students who know no history or geography") and the uncertain future of the planet. He called the book's success "a nice glass of champagne at the end of a life." Vonnegut, who had homes in Manhattan and the Hamptons in New York, adopted his sister's three young children after she died. He also had three children of his own with his first wife, Ann Cox, and later adopted a daughter, Lily, with his second wife, the noted photographer Krementz. Vonnegut once said that of all the ways to die, he'd prefer to go out in an airplane crash on the peak of Mount Kilimanjaro. He often joked about the difficulties of old age. "When Hemingway killed himself he put a period at the end of his life; old age is more like a semicolon," Vonnegut told The Associated Press in 2005. "My father, like Hemingway, was a gun nut and was very unhappy late in life. But he was proud of not committing suicide. And I'll do the same, so as not to set a bad example for my children." Copyright 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved.This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed. Find this article at: http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/books/04/1...t.ap/index.html

I like this very much, esp the last four stanzas. Kisses... TR

Can't it be both?

Glad we can all agree that TR's writing has been subpar lately. That wasn't what I meant at all, at all. I meant take out the self awareness of the speaker, let the reader evaluate his acts instead of having them spelled out so directly. Totally a random remark and an area I'm not without guilt in myself, so also a hypocritical remark. Thanks...I think. Kisses... TR

Right but I just think that the speaker shouldn't be aware of it. He asked, that was my response. Let the readers make their own judgements. TR

I like the idea and some of the sections, Jason, but think it would be better (since you asked!) if you took out the self awareness...left it just, King of the ChatRoom, etc, and no sense of irony or the absurd. That's my take, anyway. I'm not so sure the Net is any emptier than Real Life...they can both deliver their own versions of faux intimacy and control. Still, I do wish people on the net were better spellers... Kissy-poo TR

Well, guess it didn't come off but the mental image was of the big screens at a crowded dance floor where they were showing the Nicole whatsername music videos that came out right after her death (Fire Rescue Team, first on the scene, etc). Actually, the whole thing was about a recent night out but I never did get the poem to where I was satisfied with it, just decided to post it anyhow. Same with most poems lately, just not happy with the results. I'm working on some plays but can't say I'm happy with those either, yet. *sigh* Kisses... TR

am I still breathing? my lungs are fire, skin aflame so close beside you cannot draw a breath except to gasp, grasp cling; clasp your body, bring our lips together am I still breathing? take my pulse and count the beats so near, so dear, so hard upon my heart that love will make it burst; this thumping thirst, this pounding need for you tell me, tell me? ?am I still breathing? *

The sun never came up today I boxed your things in cardboard Slipped our new picture from its frame I packed your paperback hoard And those love letters with your name The sun never came up today Outside the sky is crying And streaking up the window pane Inside my eyes are lying They?re blaming it all on the rain And the sun never came up today I folded up the clothing That smelled faintly of your cologne Ignored the scent of loathing Caught from your voice inside my phone No, the sun never came up today I wonder at the raindrops And this high noon as black as night I wonder when this pain stops And whether storms give way to light What if the sun never came up? *

411 beauty queen on disco screens skin and hair and teeth and smile: Fire Rescue Team first at the scene Hollywood 911 more glitter girls undone; pixels of princess-no-more beams shoot up the dancing floor thumping bass pulse of the place spikes and latex; fishnet lace; colors peek from dark flavored halo arc flesh mashed tight flash shadowed light; antique crystal chandelier boutique bodies disappear downs and drink, boyfriend alone vanishing to parts unknown; you?re in the bathroom stall fucking up against the wall sweating bodies having fun somebody call 411; screaming queens and disco screens no one quite knows what it means *

bacchanal gleams and dreams where whipped cream redeems in ithyphallic id-drenched scenes; crisp cucumbers number slumbers and large looming satyrs lumber let us touch and tempt, taste torment, bent and rent, spent by visions sent; your coccyx quivers, full of need feed that steed with strawberry seed *

Nonsense. You've never heard of a light trap? Here at AwesomeDude, we take a liberal, but laisser-faire, approach to acts between consenting adults. You are free to make whatever arrangements you like with your prize Author, but we can't act as procurer. Unless you pay us to. TR