Seriously, though?  Remember Gilligan's Island?  I was always, and still am, a Mary Ann kind of guy!

Jessica!  ...Jessica, ...nous vous aimons!

Here are the rest of the parts, Bob! ... ;)

Bianca Beauchamp, of Bianca's Latex Lair, is playing Elexis Sinclair at E3.  I'm so glad I volunteered to stand at the booth this year!

The hi-res version of this shot, and one with Cindy Synette (it means "small sin", yes?), who is our live action Jessica, can be found on Shawn's Blog update for May 3rd, ...here!

Bianca has also posted a few entries on the Ritualistic forum here, just look for her avatar ;)

Beautiful, charming, intelligent, and a Francophile from Quebec, ...it's good reading!  In her first few forum entries, Bianca mentions that she is from Montreal and recommends that everyone visit there sometime because it is a great city.  I couldn't agree more!

My previous job was at an aerospace firm in Connecticut, and one of our clients was Pratt & Whitney.  We would often go to their facility in Montreal for onsite work.

Montreal is a wonderful city with great food and people.  It is populated by Anglophiles (English-speaking) and Francophiles (French-speaking).  You'll think you've traveled to Europe, more so than any other city this side of the Atlantic.  The night life is superb, and if you're fancy is alcohol and exotic dancing, you definitely need to go there!

There is a fun game you can play while there.  It's called the Rue Sainte Catherine Game, and we would play it often on our trips to Montreal.  You start at the city center, on St Catherine's Street.  You pick one of the many bars and spend an hour there getting warmed up.  The dancers at these places are super-model caliber, no exaggeration, and Montreal offers full nudity with alcohol.

You pick a few more bars in the city center, and then you start heading east on St Catherine's, hitting a bar on each block or two as you proceed.  The bars grow more and more seedier as you leave the city center, and some time after midnight, you find yourself in places where you're afraid to touch anything.  No matter, though, this is part of the game.  You'll notice that the dancers degrade with the decrepitude of the bars', and this is the focus of the game, to see how far you can go.  The drinks get cheaper and cheaper, and this helps. 

One night we ended up the furthest we had ever gone.  The bar had sheet metal for the flooring of the dancers' stage.  A woman came out that had to weigh over 300 pounds (140kgs).  She was so heavy that she actually put dimples in the floor with her stiletto heels.  When she went to try one of those flying spins around the pole, the entire stage almost came down as it rocked back and forth.

Doesn't sound like fun as I write this, but it was at the time.  Anyhow, when you get the chance, go to Montreal for a weekend! 

I'm still, after all these years, not completely sure why they mean the so much to me, ...maybe because I was a bottle baby?  ...don't know, ...don't care, ...I simply love tits!

I've always considered myself fortunate to have Mexico as a neighbor, ...nice culture and great food, beautiful women, and I prefer their version of Spanish.  It's a bit warm for me, but now I think I may change my mind and consider moving there!

Evidently they only need President Fox's signature to pass a personal usage law for pot!   (CNN report here)

I mentioned before that I end up in many Photoshop jobs, ...but this is the best!

Nice work, Ninken!  Shadows, sourced lighting, really nice!
The larger original image can be found on his page here.

Close To The Edge

Ha ha!  I'm amazed that most of us survive our teens!

I'm watching YESSONGS and remembering the first time I did acid.  I mentioned this to Squirrel the other day, but he looked at me like *I* was nuts!

...but I remember, ...I remember like it was only a few days ago, even though I was only 13-years old at the time.

I remember coming home after 11:30pm (Johnny Carson was on the ultra new color TV) and finding cold pizza on the dinner table near the back door where I had tried to slip in.  I remember thinking "Phew, ...glad I missed having to eat that!" as I strolled in.  LSD will take the pounds off, appetite-wise, and for the very same reason, I have never understood acid and sex.

Then Mom came in, and the paranoia of being caught caused me to take a slice ever so nonchalantly.  I sat and made pretend I was watching the Late Night Show, ...and I chewed that cold pizza.  I remember it felt like eating a dead thumb.  The cold mozzarella and cold chewy dough, ...that was the sensation, anyways, as I chewed.

I had only started smoking pot a few months earlier, and cigarettes only a few months before that, ...but that afternoon I had skipped school and I dropped a hit of orange sunshine.  I had seen so many things that afternoon, so many things that mean nothing now, but then, ...when you drop acid, you experience things, ...many weird things, some enlightening things, but eating cold pizza is not one of them!

May Day!

The girls from the (game)land Football Team 2006 sent me happy wishes, and I thought I'd share them ;)

P.S.:  It is worth clicking the picture for the larger version.  Their uniforms are incredible!

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