Soul-Devouring Worry
¤ Excessive anticipation.

When I Grow Up:
¤ All of my planning will be for naught.

Curse of the Day:
¤ May your hangnail fester.

Oh, Flux! You man of men! You chunk of virile masculinity!

I guess I need to clean my monitor. It tastes like dust. ;-)

Honey, you just let me know. You don't even have to bring a bottle of wine. I know none of this means anything to you, but you can have the sex AND the backrub, anytime. Fairly sure most would agree.

I'll keep some oil on hand, just in case.

Thanks for the pictures. They brought a smile to my face. And a song to my heart. And had another effect I won't share with you. ;-)

Starina

The punchline here is, as Austin Powers memorably exclaimed, "She's a man, baby! Yeee-haah!"  But a very sexy one, I'm sure, if you believe in that sort of thing.  So long as my readers are pleased, I can hardly complain if they aren't pleased exactly as I want them to be pleased, now can I?

There weren't any other fan mails about my silly picture, but at least no 13 y/o's mailed to tell me how deeply I was delving into "faggotry" and how much I "suxored".

Maybe next time, when I work my way up to full on nude photos.  Not that I have any plans for that sort of thing here, but at the rate I'm going it seems inevitable, especially if some girl sees them first and tells me they look good.  I'm pretty much powerless to resist once I've got that sort of thing urging me onwards.

Some news.

¤ Funny article about the circus that was the Tyson heavyweight fight.  Tyson clobbered the tomato can, knocking him out with basically one punch just 47 seconds into the bout.

Etienne has a tendency to go down -- seven times in one fight alone -- and was hand selected as an opponent because of his weak chin and his style of fighting right in front of an opponent.

"This was the way I had to fight him,'' Etienne said. "How else could I fight him? I'm OK. He caught me with a good punch.''

Boxers aren't too bright.  "How else could I fight him?"  Oh, how about trying not to get hit?

Tyson missed a week of training, and was forced to spar both Wednesday and Thursday to get his timing back -- something unheard of before a major heavyweight fight. He came into the fight 225 3/4, while Etienne weighed 222 3/4.

Tyson needed someone who would stand in front of him, after landing only 49 punches in eight rounds last June against Lewis, who boxed him from the outside and never gave him a chance to land the left hook or right hand that made him such a fearsome heavyweight in his prime.

Tyson was a 4-1 favorite, but in his prime there wouldn't have even been odds against a fighter who learned to box while serving 10 years in prison and had never been in such a big fight.

Etienne, who dropped to 24-2-1, had an altercation with a woman as he left the ring, and appeared agitated.

Yes, you read that correctly.  The guy learned to box while serving 10 years in prison, and got in a fight with a hooker on the way out.  Humiliations aside, he did earn $1m for less than a minute and about five punches from what used to be Iron Mike Tyson.  The man has made some good career moves post-lock up. Amazingly, the Tyson fight wasn't the goofiest action of the evening.

Tonya Harding made her pro debut against another novice fighter, Samantha Browning, of Mantachie, Miss. The two women spent four rounds flailing at each other in a comical display before Browning was given a split decision over the banned former Olympic skater.

"This was much, much harder than I ever figured,'' Harding said.

Insert *let her use a lead pipe next time* joke here.

¤ Police work is difficult and doesn't pay very well and is often dangerous.   But it's not usually humiliating.  And yes, busting would-be pedophiles is necessary and heroic, but can you imagine spending your work time cybering inept dirty old men while pretending to be a hot and slutty 13 y/o girl?  I would rather pump gas for a living.  That has to be the shortest straw when the cops are handing out assignments for the month.

The details of this case are as sordid and tawdry as you might imagine.

NEW YORK (Reuters) - An orthodox rabbi who leads the New York City Board of Rabbis was arrested on Friday and faces up to four years in prison on charges related to his alleged plans for a cybersex date with an undercover detective he believed to be a minor, prosecutors said.

Israel Kestenbaum, 54, of Highland Park, New Jersey, is alleged to have induced someone he believed to be a 13-year-old girl to meet him at a local coffeehouse after a series of instant message conversations, according to the complaint filed in Manhattan Criminal Court.

Prosecutors informed Judge William Harrington on Friday that an undercover detective posing as the young girl, named "Katie," was actually conducting the conversations in an Internet chat room called, "I Love Older Men."

Police recovered a black bag Kestenbaum carried with him to his Starbuck's meeting with Katie. It allegedly contained numerous condoms and the lubricant K-Y jelly.

I like that, "numerous condoms".  The man plans ahead.  But no viagra?  And no teddy bear for sweet little Katie?

I can only shudder at the thought of what they'll do to this chickenhawk in prison.

Moving on, I did find some time to work on the supposed D2 novel I am supposedly writing, though it seems such a fool's game.  Why am I writing it? It's unpublishable, it's not going to impress Blizzard to make them give me a job (at Bliz North in SF ideally), and I'm taking so much time and effort on making the wording perfect when it's at best going to have an audience most of the illiterate babbling AOLers who infest B.net and only want more action scenes and gory stuff.

A fan fiction Magnum Opus is rather a misguided dream.

Yet write it I will, since there are some amazingly good scenes to come in later chapters, I have the whole story in my head, and neither of the two novels I have written to this point (well, 1 2/3 novels) really "worked" as a coherent whole.  This one will.  So it's something to practice my craft on, a way to get some readers interested in my work, and maybe some sort of resume-builder, proving I can write long form fiction?  Anyway, I'm just noodling around rewriting chapter one now, but I can see it before me more clearly than at any time since I began it back in late October.

Chapter One was posted on the D2 site at that time, but I'm not going to link to it since it was nearly a rough draft and I've rewritten/improved it greatly since then, as well as making a few minor plot and event changes. I'll post the updated version here soon enough, along with chapter two, I hope.

I will also be posting it on The Dark Library, the fan fiction section of the D2 site that has been redone and just launched with a fancy new scripty design thing.  I'm eager to see how it goes, since I had a hand in picking the mods for it.  Also, I just want to see the Fan Fiction more frequently-updated, and see more readership for it.  I just added my three humorous Holiday stories, though I can't link to them yet since they must be approved and added by the mods first.  I'll add my 4 other Halloween D2 stories tomorrow perhaps.  You can just read those here now, they're all in the fiction section.

Given that all of my stories on the D2 site get posted on the main site, and are linked to from the news, it's not like I'm hurting for exposure there.  But it'll be interesting and fun to see how things go in the TDL database.  I am of course curious to see the ratings and comments on the stories, mine and those by other authors and like the whore I am, I expect to get the highest ratings.

Not that that will do me any good whatsoever, but I like stats and numbers, especially when they involve my work.  Of course something like say, the NYTimes best seller list would be more fun than the ratings and scores on a fan fiction site hosted by a Diablo II site, but let's just work on an economy of scale, shall we?

Ordinarily I'd have more clever things to say here, but as it's 4am and I've been alternating this and long ICQ chats with a special someone, time has flown and sleep is near.  And yes, I know that nothing is more boring than reading some guy's excuse for not writing something non-boring.  But you're stuck with this for today.

Better luck tomorrow.

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