Despite the fact that this blog leans more towards "a girl and her vibrator" theme I apparently am 8th when googling for "a boy and his penis".
I suppose it could be worse; "A boy and his penis lint" would have been more disturbing. Though I am wondering if "ballerina fuck" is some new term along the lines of a Dirty Sanchez or a Chinese Dragon. Does it involve tulle and tiaras? Or anorexia and infected blisters?
25 March 2004
13 March 2004
Currently Creaming my Panties over and Impatiently Waiting for...
...The Company, Robert Altman's latest movie when it comes out here on the 26th. Having purposely repressed the memory of looking up the Italian premier date ("MARCH 26TH?! Shit that's like 3 months away!"), I saw publicity posters up yesterday and immediately scurried off to look up (again) the opening date.
Granted I've only see the internet trailers, but already I am impressed with the clips of the dancing. Ballet* is damn hard to catch on film, be it still or moving film. I think one of the greatest photographers to ever capture the movement of ballet in silver gelatin print(?) was Max Waldman, and I like a few others that I can't remember off the top of my head. But filming ballet? Pfffft. I can think of precisely ZERO films (even performance films of the greatest dancers and companies in the world) that truly capture ballet.
You'd think that moving film would be more conducive to filming ballet than stills. Bzzzt. Wrong. You get either:
Granted I've only see the internet trailers, but already I am impressed with the clips of the dancing. Ballet* is damn hard to catch on film, be it still or moving film. I think one of the greatest photographers to ever capture the movement of ballet in silver gelatin print(?) was Max Waldman, and I like a few others that I can't remember off the top of my head. But filming ballet? Pfffft. I can think of precisely ZERO films (even performance films of the greatest dancers and companies in the world) that truly capture ballet.
You'd think that moving film would be more conducive to filming ballet than stills. Bzzzt. Wrong. You get either:
11 March 2004
Things like this just ruin my evil bitch persona
It occurs to me that it might be a better idea in the future to schedule the long overdue leg-n-bikini wax AFTER the long overdue gyno exam.
I figure since they won't let you come in bleeding from the crotch like a stuck pig, forcing the gyno to wade through a veritable pubic jungle (after distinguishing the pubic jungle from the leg jungles) is just desserts for probing my pink bits with scary looking implements. I mean, fuck, i don't let my dates do that until at least 3 hours into the date. Or until they buy me a drink. Whichever comes first.
"Um, doc, that's my knee."
"Oh. Right. Just testing your reflexes. With this, um..."
"Speculum?"
"Latest techinque."
"And this involves my bellybutton in what way?"
"...Say, have you ever been tested for excessive testoterone?"
Oh well. Next time.
I figure since they won't let you come in bleeding from the crotch like a stuck pig, forcing the gyno to wade through a veritable pubic jungle (after distinguishing the pubic jungle from the leg jungles) is just desserts for probing my pink bits with scary looking implements. I mean, fuck, i don't let my dates do that until at least 3 hours into the date. Or until they buy me a drink. Whichever comes first.
"Um, doc, that's my knee."
"Oh. Right. Just testing your reflexes. With this, um..."
"Speculum?"
"Latest techinque."
"And this involves my bellybutton in what way?"
"...Say, have you ever been tested for excessive testoterone?"
Oh well. Next time.
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