June 2006

6/25/06
On Saturday night raddidge and I went to an adult bookstore. Honestly there's absolutely nothing in there that we haven't seen on the internet. Of course the toys were readily available but it really wasn't that exciting or scandalous.

Okay there was one minor scandal. The store had a collection of animated films. I thought, "Ah, Japanese tentacle yaoi or something" but upon further investigation I saw they had Hamtaro.

Hamtaro has to be the most innocent little kid cartoon from Japan. It's about a bunch of hamsters who have adventures. If you wake up early enough on Sunday morning and turn on Nickelodeon you'll probably catch Hamtaro.

Did the porn store owner know that Hamtaro isn't pornography by any stretch of the imagination? Was such fare available because there might be mommies and daddies saying they'll bring home something for the kids and it just so happens that they can get episodes of Hamtaro along with Fist My Prostate XVII and Anal Antics: Still Pluggin'?

Heck they had episodes of Ranma 1/2. Sure you can see cartoon tits and there are some adult situations but it's a far cry from being pornography.

There you go, there they are.

In Yer Dreams

I was an important attendee at a comic book or gaming convention. My room was Grand Central Station with all the people coming and going just to be in my presence or shoot the shit with other people within my earshot. One person who stood out among the masses was this scrawny blonde chick who would sit in a chair with her knees drawn all the way up. Since she was thin, she could do this with ease since there wasn't a gut to thwart the contortions. She seemed to be pretty young and was always trying to catch my eye but I wasn't interested.

When I went downstairs, I found her milling around the convention area. This time she was more developed and had a definite sexual air about her. Now she avoided my advances. So I stepped out the back door and realized I was in the backyard at my parents's place. On the sidestreet was a tiny, antique black car with three wheels. Looking inside, I saw an older version of the blonde. Since the car was so small, she took up all the space. When I knocked on the window or gestured at the windshield she seemed to be oblivious to my existence.

Sure the dream's irrelevant to you but I needed to get another dream in before the end of June and the fact that it seems to have featured the triple goddess bugs me.