With everyone loving the new Batman movie, and piling loads of well deserved praise on Heathe Ledger, I thought I'd share the other greatest Joker performer, the amazing Mr. Mark Hamill.
This one's ten minutes long, but it's the ten minutes where the creative team behind the Batman cartoon are finally able to push their version of the Joker as far as they could. It's on a smaller scale than what Ledger's Joker strives for, but it's every bit as evil by being more personal. If you get me reeeeeeeally drunk I'll go on a long nerd rant about the glory of DC's animated shows.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
48 hour film project...
This is a film I wrote for the 48 hr film project in Dallas. I was on the HD Access team... they did a great job. Thanks to the cast and crew for all their hard work bringing this story to life, especially to Rhiannon.... and the toad....
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Close down the Internets, it's all over.
As some of you know I go through Craigslist missed connections sometimes for laughs. After this post, I can no longer do so, because this is like looking unto the face of God. Nothing else will ever come close.
Touch My Warp Whistle - m4w - 28 (St. Louis)
Reply to: pers-742103427@craigslist.org
Date: 2008-07-03, 8:46PM CDT
Do you love to play Super Mario Brothers on the Classic Nintendo System? Do you like to get tagged from behind while you do it? This is the post for you then.
You must know your way around the game before we meet, must be open to anal sex, also able to fake an orgasm is a plus.
I will send you the address to a hotel and a room number. When you arrive the door will be open. Please come in close and lock the door and close the shades if they are still open. I will be in the bathroom and the door will be closed. Turn on the TV and the Nintendo. Remove all of your clothing. Turn off all lights in the room and kneel down on the bed so you are directly in the light of the TV. You need to be facing the TV with your butt in the air pointed toward the pillows on the bed.
Press the start button on the controller when you are ready. I will hear the sound and turn the light off in the bathroom and come out. You will not look directly at me, only look at the TV. When the first level starts I will begin to finger you and lick you. I will be using lots of lube as well.
When you reach the end of level one, make sure to trigger the fireworks. This is vital to the entire experience. I must hear the fireworks. When level 2 begins and Mario walks into the pipe, I will penetrate you. You may say things like, "MORE", "HARDER", "YES", "FUCK ME", but nothing else. I will continue having sex until the level ends. DO NOT take the secret level skip. If you die I will pull out and spank you until the level restarts.
When you reach the flag you must again trigger the fireworks, and also orgasm. I will pull out. When the 1-3 starts I will penetrate your ass. You are allowed to say something like "OH GOD", "YES", OR "IT HURTS" no other conversation is allowed.
When level 1-4 starts I will alternate between holes as I see fit. You may beg me to cum inside or outside of you, depending on what you want. When boss falls and you reach the princess I will pull out and blow my load where you have convinced me I want too. You may then say something like "Thanks", "It was great", "I loved it", "Don't stop"
If I am impressed you may continue playing and I will continue to pleasure you. If I am not, I will turn the Nintendo Off and return to the bathroom. At this time you may clean your self with the towel that is beside the bed. Turn the lights on, redress yourself and leave.
I may come back out and talk to you as you dress but the conversation will most likely be short and revolve around scheduling another time to get together. Will consider SMB 3 and if you are really nasty we can try SMB2.
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
My Little Girl
A few months ago I had a dream. I was in a room, a bedroom, a little girl's bedroom, sitting in a chair, and standing before me was a little girl, about seven/eight years old. She stood before me in her dress, her brown hair hanging straight almost to her waist. She was my daughter. I did not know her name, but I knew this fact without a doubt, that she was my child. Throughout the course of the dream we cried together, about what, I never knew, and laughed together, about stupid little stuff. The dream is as clear to me as any memory I have. In particular, one thing. I remember how heavy she was. I could feel the weight of her in my arms. I can not feel things in my dreams. I see, of course, and hear things, I think I can even smell things sometimes, but my sense of touch does not work in my dreams, it never has. Except for this one time. I have never experienced anything quite like this dream, before or since. When I awoke I was immediately disturbed, because she was gone, and I knew she did not exist, had never existed. For the entirety of that day I was in a funk, I was depressed. In a way I mourned. I missed her. I didn't even know her name, but I missed her.
I never wanted children. Since I was a kid myself, I always said I didn't want kids. I didn't relate to them then and I still don't know how to interact with my little cousins very well. But something has changed in the last year or two. Instead of cringing at a child's playful scream in the grocery store or restaurant, I actually smile a little now. A kid running around seemingly unattended used to make me seethe. Now seeing him or her happy makes me happy, too. Who is this person who no longer finds children to be alien-like monsters?
I find myself thinking more and more about the children who could or should have been, and children who might still be. I hope one day...
On Wednesday the Supreme Court ruled that executing a person for raping a child is unconstitutional. I'm against the death penalty. Death is supposed to be the severest punishment one can receive, but that has never made sense to me. To me death is a release, it brings the potential for something better than what we had on earth. That is, of course, my faith speaking, but still. I have always thought that life in prison was a greater punishment. Why let someone die when they can spend the entirety of their natural life in a small, plain cell, being denied the great benefits of this world?
I don't know if executing a person for raping a child should be considered constitutional. Which is the greater crime, rape or murder? Murder can be justified. Can rape? If murder and treason are still reasons for execution in this country, why exclude this particular crime? One that is arguably more heinous than any other.
I'm still against the death penalty. I don't think that a child rapist should be executed any more than a murderer or traitor should be executed. But... I think about that little girl with the long brown hair, and the way it felt to know that she was mine, and then to know that she was gone. Would I still feel the same way if she were here, if I could really feel the weight of her in my arms?
I never wanted children. Since I was a kid myself, I always said I didn't want kids. I didn't relate to them then and I still don't know how to interact with my little cousins very well. But something has changed in the last year or two. Instead of cringing at a child's playful scream in the grocery store or restaurant, I actually smile a little now. A kid running around seemingly unattended used to make me seethe. Now seeing him or her happy makes me happy, too. Who is this person who no longer finds children to be alien-like monsters?
I find myself thinking more and more about the children who could or should have been, and children who might still be. I hope one day...
On Wednesday the Supreme Court ruled that executing a person for raping a child is unconstitutional. I'm against the death penalty. Death is supposed to be the severest punishment one can receive, but that has never made sense to me. To me death is a release, it brings the potential for something better than what we had on earth. That is, of course, my faith speaking, but still. I have always thought that life in prison was a greater punishment. Why let someone die when they can spend the entirety of their natural life in a small, plain cell, being denied the great benefits of this world?
I don't know if executing a person for raping a child should be considered constitutional. Which is the greater crime, rape or murder? Murder can be justified. Can rape? If murder and treason are still reasons for execution in this country, why exclude this particular crime? One that is arguably more heinous than any other.
I'm still against the death penalty. I don't think that a child rapist should be executed any more than a murderer or traitor should be executed. But... I think about that little girl with the long brown hair, and the way it felt to know that she was mine, and then to know that she was gone. Would I still feel the same way if she were here, if I could really feel the weight of her in my arms?
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