Oh Madison Stone
Why did you go?
You've got me in a trance
I think that you should know
You've been in my dirty dreams
Ever since I was thirteen
Oh Madison Stone
Why did you go?
You've still got me in a trance
I think that you should know
The first time I saw you
You were dancing with a blonde
Then you both sat down
And took off your clothes
And then you got it on
I'll never forget the sound of your voice
Or the ring in your tongue
Forbidden scenes
Coming off the screen
I felt like I was drunk
Oh Madison Stone
Why did you go?
You've got me in a trance
I think that you should know
You've been in my dirty dreams
Ever since I was thirteen
Oh Madison Stone
Why did you go?
You've still got me in a trance
I think that you should know
Did you get tired of the adult film life
And getting it from behind?
Or did you just want something more
And a much more stable life?
Or did you just tire of the acting life
After Evil Toons?
I just gotta say
You blew me away
Whenever you walked in the room
Oh Madison Stone
Why did you go?
You've got me in a trance
I think that you should know
You've been in my dirty dreams
Ever since I was thirteen
Oh Madison Stone
Why did you go?
You've still got me in a trance
I think that you should know
You've still got me in a trance
I think that you should know...
Madison Stone retired from the Adult Film Business in 1998 and now runs a tattoo parlor in Toluca Woods, California. She's the only porn star I've ever been obsessed with since she seems to be the only one that has an ounce of personality and one of the few to actually appear in mainstream movies. Well, as mainstream as you can get with a movie called Evil Toons (but it did star John Carradine!). She also had a small role in the 90s disaster epic Daylight that starred Sly Stallone, which I plan on renting soon. Oh and the front of the neck Madison Piercing is named after her. Pretty good for a woman who starred in a movie called Total Reball. Visit her at http://www.myspace.com/madisontattoos
Monday, November 9, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Book Updates
I started putting this thing together today, taking into consideration Justin's suggestions on what should go in. I took quite a few out, however, that were made just to be silly and I don't think would be good to publish. Tomorrow I've got to finish up some of the stories that have hanging endings and write a few new pieces.
In case you're curious, here's the cover picture, drawn by the great Nico Colaleo! Please visit his blog at http://nicocartoons.blogspot.com/.
The title is going to be A Smell of Whiskey, A Swallow of Blood.
The book is split up into poems and a writings sections, I still need two pictures to grace the openings for those if anyone is interested. You'll get 20 bucks a picture!
In case you're curious, here's the cover picture, drawn by the great Nico Colaleo! Please visit his blog at http://nicocartoons.blogspot.com/.
The title is going to be A Smell of Whiskey, A Swallow of Blood.
The book is split up into poems and a writings sections, I still need two pictures to grace the openings for those if anyone is interested. You'll get 20 bucks a picture!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Gone But Not Forgotten (Hopefully)
This was posted at 2 in the morning. Please forgive another post made almost entirely of videos. I'll get some actual writing up tomorrow.
Let me introduce you to my friend Gary Stewart:
Now that, my friends, is real country music with real feeling behind it. It also has it's own distinctive booze soaked style, it's not just pop music with a twangy guitar by some asshole wearing a cowboy hat. Gary lived the pain that came through in his voice.
Despite critical accolades, he was ignored by a genre that was slowly turning to homogenized crap in the 1970s and eventually took his own life. Almost nobody knows about this guy today, and it's a damn shame.
To me, Gary Stewart is the bridge between old and new country. His music is still seeped in the roots that country music started out of, but it leans towards rock and roll quite a bit. He deserves to be more well known and I'm hoping to build a cult following around him.
Let me introduce you to my friend Gary Stewart:
Now that, my friends, is real country music with real feeling behind it. It also has it's own distinctive booze soaked style, it's not just pop music with a twangy guitar by some asshole wearing a cowboy hat. Gary lived the pain that came through in his voice.
Despite critical accolades, he was ignored by a genre that was slowly turning to homogenized crap in the 1970s and eventually took his own life. Almost nobody knows about this guy today, and it's a damn shame.
To me, Gary Stewart is the bridge between old and new country. His music is still seeped in the roots that country music started out of, but it leans towards rock and roll quite a bit. He deserves to be more well known and I'm hoping to build a cult following around him.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I Hate Stupid People
Yeah, I said I wasn't going to post till the weekend. The thing is, I got really itchy not having written anything all day. Oh and this thing happened...
I almost got arrested today. I can't go into full details but it really wasn't my fault. It was a military training exercise, and this idiot that was supposed to be escorting me to my next post (it's supposed to be like a real war, where you never go anywhere without a wingman to watch your back) decided to try a bit of training on his own, despite my warnings to not do anything stupid. Unfortunately it wasn't a scheduled part of the exercise and thus the higher-ups thought it was real world. Cue both of us lying face down on the pavement with our hands on our heads while Security Forces tries to figure out what the Hell happened. Luckily Stupid McDumbass took full responsibility and I got to watch him get handcuffed and searched while I got off free. He got off pretty easy though, despite the fact that if it were a real war-time situation, we both could have gotten shot. All he really got was a talking to by the higher-ups. It's a good thing we didn't have to go down to the police station to fill out reports because I probably would have beat the living shit out of the guy.
So, even though it turned out all right, I'm still pissed. I'm pissed because what he did was so random and stupid. I'm pissed because his stupidity resulted in both of us almost getting arrested (and possibly killed, if it were a real world situation.) I'm mostly still pissed because, if talking to him afterwards is any indication, the fucker didn't learn anything. Isn't that the true definition of stupidity? Not learning from your mistakes? I really hope he gets kicked out of the military because someday he's going to do something stupid and random that's going to get people hurt or killed. Maybe he'll learn then. I doubt it.
Today's moral: Don't be an idiot. Everything you do has consequences. Think before you act!
I almost got arrested today. I can't go into full details but it really wasn't my fault. It was a military training exercise, and this idiot that was supposed to be escorting me to my next post (it's supposed to be like a real war, where you never go anywhere without a wingman to watch your back) decided to try a bit of training on his own, despite my warnings to not do anything stupid. Unfortunately it wasn't a scheduled part of the exercise and thus the higher-ups thought it was real world. Cue both of us lying face down on the pavement with our hands on our heads while Security Forces tries to figure out what the Hell happened. Luckily Stupid McDumbass took full responsibility and I got to watch him get handcuffed and searched while I got off free. He got off pretty easy though, despite the fact that if it were a real war-time situation, we both could have gotten shot. All he really got was a talking to by the higher-ups. It's a good thing we didn't have to go down to the police station to fill out reports because I probably would have beat the living shit out of the guy.
So, even though it turned out all right, I'm still pissed. I'm pissed because what he did was so random and stupid. I'm pissed because his stupidity resulted in both of us almost getting arrested (and possibly killed, if it were a real world situation.) I'm mostly still pissed because, if talking to him afterwards is any indication, the fucker didn't learn anything. Isn't that the true definition of stupidity? Not learning from your mistakes? I really hope he gets kicked out of the military because someday he's going to do something stupid and random that's going to get people hurt or killed. Maybe he'll learn then. I doubt it.
Today's moral: Don't be an idiot. Everything you do has consequences. Think before you act!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Taking a Short Break
Lately I've been posting pretty regularly but this week has been pretty exhausting for me both physically and mentally.
I hope no one minds if I take a few days off and come back on Saturday or Sunday. Cause that is what I intends to do. (Insert grumble about working twelve hour shifts all week and having to get up at 4 AM.)
On the good news side, there's a new Tales of Mere Existence up!:
Update: I just found this which made me laugh pretty hard:
(The audio is from Raging Bull, by the way.)
I hope no one minds if I take a few days off and come back on Saturday or Sunday. Cause that is what I intends to do. (Insert grumble about working twelve hour shifts all week and having to get up at 4 AM.)
On the good news side, there's a new Tales of Mere Existence up!:
Update: I just found this which made me laugh pretty hard:
(The audio is from Raging Bull, by the way.)
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Music Video Tuesday
I had an awful fucking day today so I've been playing music since I got home to try to cheer myself up. Maybe you could use some cheering up to?
Smashing Pumpkins - Tonight Tonight
Buster Keaton and Ukulele Ike!
The best version of one of my favorite songs ever
Smashing Pumpkins - Tonight Tonight
Buster Keaton and Ukulele Ike!
The best version of one of my favorite songs ever
Monday, November 2, 2009
Fear the Reaper
Inspired by Tess Gerritsen's novel The Bone Garden.
So yer work day is done
And you go out on the town
You take your money down by the bay
To the pub down by the shore
To find a good whore
To lay all yer troubles away
At the old Hog's head inn
For a fiver and quid
You find a girl who's pretty and stout
She's got one lazy eye
And a smell that attracts flies
And her teeth are all fallin' out
But she's good enough for you
For a quick dirty screw
So you take her out under the bridge
And yer screams fill the night
As you get your delights
Then ya blow and you're done with the midge
As you button yer fly
And think of the fire
That waits for you back home by your bed
You see something move
That blocks out the moon
But you think that the drinks gone to yer head
Then there's a flash of a knife
And your throats open wide
As you gasp for air in surprise
Then it comes down once more
And your stomach is tore
And your guts lay down by your side
And the last thing you spy
Is a pair of black eyes
Set in a face as pale as the moon
As your life fades away
You realize too late
Who's dealt you your fate much too soon
So beware for your life
All those who go out at night
Lest you end up a corpse
For a med school to slice
Beware of the whores
That stay by the shores
And beware of the reaper's sharp knife!
So yer work day is done
And you go out on the town
You take your money down by the bay
To the pub down by the shore
To find a good whore
To lay all yer troubles away
At the old Hog's head inn
For a fiver and quid
You find a girl who's pretty and stout
She's got one lazy eye
And a smell that attracts flies
And her teeth are all fallin' out
But she's good enough for you
For a quick dirty screw
So you take her out under the bridge
And yer screams fill the night
As you get your delights
Then ya blow and you're done with the midge
As you button yer fly
And think of the fire
That waits for you back home by your bed
You see something move
That blocks out the moon
But you think that the drinks gone to yer head
Then there's a flash of a knife
And your throats open wide
As you gasp for air in surprise
Then it comes down once more
And your stomach is tore
And your guts lay down by your side
And the last thing you spy
Is a pair of black eyes
Set in a face as pale as the moon
As your life fades away
You realize too late
Who's dealt you your fate much too soon
So beware for your life
All those who go out at night
Lest you end up a corpse
For a med school to slice
Beware of the whores
That stay by the shores
And beware of the reaper's sharp knife!
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