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Tuesday, February 12, 2002 - 12:38 p.m. -
Find out exactly what those "Organic" labels mean.

Tuesday, February 12, 2002 - 11:59 a.m. -
Another cat named Speedy. This one doesn't have a pelvis, but instead has a cool K'NEX wheelcart operation. She lives near the Lightner hometown.

Tuesday, February 12, 2002 - 11:57 a.m. -
OK, corps are freaking me out again: "Percy Schmeiser is a farmer from Bruno, Saskatchewan Canada whose Canola fields were contaminated with Monsanto's Round-Up Ready Canola. Monsanto's position is that it doesn't matter whether Schmeiser knew or not that his canola field was contaminated with the Roundup Ready gene and that he must pay their Technology Fee."

Tuesday, February 12, 2002 - 11:56 a.m. -
Donuty! Your source for all things sweet and toroidal!

Sunday, February 10, 2002 - 02:28 p.m. -
I found myself at The Lusty Lady last night, with art and camaraderie on my mind. My dear pal BC needed to assess the video installation called "Peepshow 28" or somesuch that her editor had deigned worthy of 6-800 words, so she called on PRH and me to help her. We steeled ourselves at the Nitelite, and added her Weekly comrade E and E's partner K to our party.

Saturated with tequila and beer, we toddled down to the LL, idly wondering about the Samedi Gras riots happening, or not, a few blocks southward. Five tipsy underdressed suburban lasses passed in front of us and stopped at our destination. Two went in, then hustled back out. We pushed through them into the world of cheap electronics and disinfectant.

BC busted out $60 to spread amongst us - peep shows aren't cheap. I checked the wall of Polaroids to see if my old housemate still danced (she doesn't), then sat in the booth farthest from the entrance. Channel 28 was all art all the time, and here's what I had to say to BC for her article:

Hasn't recontextualization been done to death? And especially the sex/art tangents? Well, novelty isn't everything. Peepshow 28 presents dozens of short videos from big shots like Atom Egoyan to irritants like Annie Sprinkle to no-names like the rest of them. The context doesn't add much to the films; I was only vaguely amused by the Ramones' "The KKK Took My Baby Away" interfering with a quiet minidoc about what people of color like about peepshows. Mind-blowing it was not.

When the art bored - just often enough to be noticeable - there were thirtysomething other channels of porn. One short film seemed to be nothing but a jeweled hand stroking a futon with a cat looking on, which I dubbed "The Banality of Erotica." Mixing it up with the unimaginative penetration shots on either side helped just enough to keep me smiling, so score one point for context.

So that's what she got out of me; hope it was worth it. In between bouts in the video booth, I spent (blew?) a dollar to see the dance. I'll never do that again. The dancer looked bored, which is fine (she was working, after all), but the thought of men aroused by her rote, absent-minded cavorting filled me with a profound sadness that only more tequila could hold at bay. How did we get here? How can men let their sexual impulses become so commodified, so industrialized? Humans.

Thursday, February 7, 2002 - 06:57 p.m. -
Now they tell me. Still, can't beat that DM buzz. Or can you?

Monday, February 4, 2002 - 12:36 p.m. -
I can't bring myself to view any of these clips. The upper-left screen capture has me boggled. Boggled!

Friday, February 1, 2002 - 08:04 p.m. -
Being sick has its advantages, not least of which is the retreat of all other problems. Only now that I'm feeling mostly better has the soreness from Tuesday's snowboarding returned to suffuse my body with its warmth and charm.

The other night I concocted a list of things I learned while sick, but I didn't write it down and I was too feverish to store it. We're all much poorer for this lapse. Heed my lesson and write it all down next time.

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