Yesterday I stumbled across this flickr group, started in the spirit of Self Portrait Truthiness. And because my need to over-share is almost a sickness at this point, I immediately went off and snapped the following pix of mah abode, unretouched and unvarnished and uneverything (I SWEAR!), for your viewing pleasure (click thumbnails to embiggen):
Not very exciting, I’m afraid. I thought about spicing it up a bit — adding the stray dildo and/or lube, perhaps some questionable *ahem* literature *cough* here and there — but that sort of tweaking would be contrary to the whole keeping it real point, yes? And the reality is that my daily life is, indeed, far from contrived porno-level exciting. Unfortunately. Though to my credit, who else do you know that has freakin’ Godzilla attacking their dining room table on a daily basis, huh? ME FTW!!!1!!
Next up: photos documenting my yearly gynecological exam. Because it doesn’t get any grittier or uncompromisingly real than a visit to ye olde hoo-ha ville. Brace yourselves, put your seat back into its upright and locked position, and don your protective goggles.
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In somewhat actually interesting news, this dork and I are leaving tomorrow for what I hope will be Tracey & Amy’s Excellent Adventure, complete with comic time travel and lots of dooooooooood (no, seriously: DOOOOOOOD!). We’ll be spending the remainder of the week in California near San Diego, checking out some AV equipment provided by our john sugardaddy gracious corporate host, and hangin’ in/on/around the beach, hopefully with umbrellaed drinks perpetually lodged in our whoring fists. I’m a small person with small dreams, yanno?
Anyway, since this trip is going to be all about the images and the video, any suggestions regarding things you’d like for me to document along the way? Images you’d like to see, or photo/video vignettes you’d like to propose? Theater or movie scenes you’d like Amy and I to (melo)dramatically reenact? Totally manufactured moments you’d like me to ineptly fabricate for your amusement? I’m your dancing monkey, and I’m taking requests!
C’mon, Pilgrim. America is counting on you.







