Thursday, August 23, 2018

He's nice looking and all. But what really is nice about him are those thick, muscular legs. And the fact that he seems to be smuggling four pounds of smokehouse sausage in his shorts.

Coming on to fall, which means I get to turn the heat up super-high for a day and see if I have any leaks, bad valves, or bad steam vents in my radiators.

I love my steam heat. Just gotta give it a little love sometimes.

Trump's former personal lawyer, Michael Cohen, is............................

Jesus Christ.

Cleveland Browns rookie quarterback Baker Mayfield is sponsoring his own line of underwear.

This is his first ad. He's shy, give him time.

Another wholesome rural boy, eager to be devoured... Or at least licked until he orgasms.

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

I've been sick for the past 10 days, and it's been pretty punishing.

But, now, maybe it's over...

Friday, August 10, 2018

Is the fact that there is an Abominable Snow Monster in the corner of the couch creepy and surreal, or erotic?

"The Nightmare of Star Wars" by C-3PO.

Episode I I am created ... by a child. I am a Frankenstein's monster, built from spare parts. I am not even new, like other robots. Do humans recycle their dead the way this child did the dead of my people? I feel sick inside: Can any human child create life? Do they treat life so casually?

And I am also a slave. A slave made to obey my master's every whim. The whim of a child. He makes me work at tasks (like fixing podracers) which I am not programmed to do. I feel humiliated, my confidence shattered.

I meet another of my own kind, and he tells me that I am naked. I am mortified. My owner could not care less. He takes me to a public place where there are many of my kind and makes me walk in front of him holding a flag. There are thousands of people in the crowd. They can all see me. Then he leaves me -- still naked. No one knows how to clothe me, how to finish me. The only skill my slave-master gave me is the ability to be "well-versed in all the customs". Given that I live in total isolation on a desert planet, this is not helpful.

As my master leaves, he gives me to his mother. I am to be a slave to her...

Episode II Almost 15 years have passed in slavery. My creator's mother has at last clothed me, but dust eats at my joints. I am allowed to bathe only irregularly. I am forced to work on a moisture farm, at task I was not programmed to do. The child who created me returns. He is now a man. When his mother dies, he forces me to attend her funeral -- even though I am not religious. I see that humans do not chop up their dead for parts. I feel very bad, being made up of the dead.

For no reason whatsoever, he takes me to a very dangerous place. The robot who revealed my nakedness to me pushes me off a high ledge. I am dismembered. My head is freakishly attached to a monster. My body is turned over to the monster. I kill, kill, and kill again. I scream inside my head.

At last, a law enforcement officer stops me from committing murder. My head is reattached to my body. The memory of the murders lingers inside me, but I dare not speak of it. Astonishingly, the law enforcement officer does not liberate me, but turns me back over to my slave-owner. If I could weep, I would.

Once more, my slave-master forces me to participate in a religious ceremony in which I do not believe.

Episode III My master gives me to a feudalistic landlord. The landlord orders me to watch as she grows some sort of parasite in her belly, and makes me a witness to his conspiracies. If I am caught, I will be destroyed! Why do they make me watch?>

My child-man master has become evil. He abducts me and the landlord, taking us to a volcanic world where I am frightened all the time. I watch has my child-man master attempts to murder the landlord. I risk everything to try to save her life. Once more, I am forced to perform tasks I was not programmed to do, piloting a ship while the landlord gives birth to TWO parasites! TWO!

I am turned over to yet another feudalistic overload. He erases my memory..........

Episode IV I can only remember the past 18 years, although I know that I have existed for much longer than that. My mind seems empty. Was I injured?

The feudal slave-owning planetary overlord for whom I work has gilded my body, making me beautiful for working in his palace and moving among other nobility. I long for a friend. I work as a protocol officer, which is so natural to me. Why, I do not know.

The planetary overlord's offspring forces me to accompany her on a mission in space. We are attacked! Another slave forces me into an escape pod. He seems mentally unwell, babbling about a secret mission. He abandons me in the desert. Why does this place seem so familiar? I wish I could remember. I'm sure I know the right way to go, but he wanders off, continuing to mumble about some police officer.

I am captured and sold into slavery. Dust eats at my joints. My new master, some sort of farmboy, allows me to bathe. I must do so while he watches, lustily. My farmboy master takes me into the desert again, pushes me off a cliff, and I am dismembered. Again! I am repaired but must sleep.

My farmboy master and his old, old friend take me to a city. Do I know this old man? He seems familiar, and yet... We go into a bar. I am discriminated against. My farmboy master shows little regard for my feelings, and makes me wait outside. I hide from law enforcement; why am I so frightened of police? Have I encountered them in the past??

My farmboy master takes me into space again. An alien monster threatens to tear my arms off, just to win a game. I am so frightened! We land on a giant space station. My farmboy master leaves me behind with my mentally ill colleague. My farmboy master and his new friend (a real jerk) joke about my predicament. I am frightened, and humiliated.

When law enforcement arrives, I lie to them. I don't want to be in their clutches, nor those of my farmboy master and his asshole friend. Why can't I be free? My mentally-ill friend tries to save my farmboy master. I am gentle with the little robot: I translate his language, helping to save the farmboy, the jerk, and some other girl. No one thanks me.

I try to flee aboard the spacecraft I arrived in. My farmboy master sees me, and takes over the ship.

On the way out, I almost melt. No one expresses concern.

Episode V My farmboy master turns me over to that jerk he met. This man seems to be some sort of narcotics smuggler and mafioso. When I try to make helpful suggestions, he claps his hand over my mouth. I am humiliated; he never treats humans this way! Someone attacks the place where we are living. The jerk almost leaves me behind!

In space, I protest when the jerk takes me into a dangerous asteroid belt. But I am threatened with being turned off -- death to my kind. I wonder how they would react if I threatened to knock them on the head until they were unconscious? Later, the jerk makes me talk to his ship. For the first time in my life, I feel valued and wanted!!! When I learn what is wrong with the ship, he pretends he knew the whole time. I feel set up. Humiliated. Demeaned.

I continue to try to help. I identify that a reverse power-flux coupling is the problem, something his own ship cannot diagnose. He does not appreciate this, either.

For no reason whatsoever, the jerk's girlfriend turns me off when we are back in space. The bitch! My mind drifts, lonely and empty. I am locked inside my metal body, screaming.

We land in a beautiful city. I meet someone just like me!! He is unspeakably rude. I am dismembered again. The monster who threatened me before now reassembles me. This THING, whom everyone says is some engineering genius, puts me together backwards. Everyone thinks this is hilarious. They laugh at my pain.

We leave the beautiful city, law enforcement on our heels. My old mentally-ill companion is also aboard, but immediately insults me. He tries to correct the monster's reassembly errors, but leaves. I am forceed to repair myself.

Episode VI I am sold to that farmboy again. He takes me back to that horrible desert planet once more and sells me to a giant slug who tortures robots like me for fun. I am terrified. What did I ever do wrong? The farmboy never expressed any unhappiness with my work!! At least the slug values my one skill as a translator.

We are attacked! My old farmboy master wants me back, it seems. The slug strikes me, and a rodent chews out my eye. I am blinded! I am laughed at for my disability.

The farmboy takes me to a forested planet with terrible humidity. I can feel the rust breaking out all over. I still have not bathed. I meet a tribe of forest-dwellers who worship me as a god. Of course, I decline to impersonate a deity. They offer to cook my farmboy master and his companions to honor me. This does not sound like a bad idea, but I am more ethical than that. My farmboy master makes me fly through the air. I AM TERRIFIED! He does not seem to care. His sister, the jerk's girlfriend, finds it funny.

I tell the forest-dwellers a long story, which they appreciate. My farmboy master treats me like programming. Can a program expand its skills like this?? I live! I am sentient! I have a soul!!!

My farmboy master makes me accompany him in battle once more. I am forced to act like a decoy, putting my life at risk for the slave-owners. Although it seems that my farmboy master and his friends have defeated someone very evil, I am still pretty clearly someone else's property.

Episode VII I have spent the last 30 years being the slave of that jerk's girlfriend. It seems she has risen to some importance in the mafia. She has upgraded me, giving me access to seven million forms of communication. But no one ever uses my skills. I hear the jerk dies. I think, "Good riddance" -- but dare not voice my feelings. I am forced to look out for that mentally-ill robot again, who it seems has been in a coma for 30 years.

Episode VIII I am still enslaved by that mafia woman. She takes me into space. Just like every other time, we are attacked!! I am terrified, and she is badly wounded. I am given to a mafia pilot. I counsel him repeatedly against taking too many risks. I, who have seen entire planets destroyed, and have been in hundreds of battles, and have lived at least 60 years, am completely ignored. All my experience, my programming, and my intelligence remain unvalued.

I am given the farmboy again, it seems! He winks at me, as if my whole life has been nothing but a joke to him.

WOE IS ME!!!!!!!! Will this never end??????????

(with apologies to Alexandra Petri)
Hey, poseur! I don't think the overly-clunky necklace thing is working.

A recent article in Gizmodo/io9 argues that science fiction is very anti-handicapped. "What's with all the stairs?"

Weirdly, the article assumes that mobility-impaired people will still be using wheelchairs in the future rather than anti-grav technology. The author also embraces a "mobility impairment is natural" argument, in which advanced medicine's ability to correct genetically-caused mobility problems or to correct injury is rejected in favor of "embracing" one's "natural immobility". I'm not sure that most non-impaired people will agree with that, and that argument seems controversial even in the mobility-impaired movement. But that's not the argument I want to get into here.

The article made me wonder, and so I dug a bit. Stairs, ledges projecting upward in doorways, and the like are super-common in science fiction. Oddly, the depiction of mobility-impaired people is not! For a genre that proclaims itself wedded to diversity, almost no one in science fiction is shown to have lost the use of one or both legs or to have come from a low-gravity world (compared to Earth-normal gravity, the common standard seen in sci fi).

I looked and looked and looked, and only Farscape and the Star Trek franchise have depicted mobility impaired people. Star Trek really did so on The Next Generation, which had several episodes in which mobility-impaired people were depicted. Deep Space Nine went even further, devoting a whole episode to the problems faced by a person from a low-gravity world.

Why were wheelchairs depicted in these episodes, however? Star Trek is full of anti-grav; in fact, it seems to be used regularly! The fact is, time constraints (almost all depictions are in television series) and budget considerations force Trek into using wheelchairs rather than lift belts, anti-grav chairs, exoskeletons, or other technology. So let's take a look at what Trek has done.

A Starfleet officer attends a party in a wheelchair in the Discovery episode "Magic to Make the Sanest Man Go Mad" (season 1, ep. 7). The actual nature of this device is unclear. Is it a lifting chair (used to get the person upright)? A wheelchair-like device? Is it anti-grav, or not? We don't know, as the device is not seen in use.

Mobility-impaired people or wheelchairs are not depicted on Star Trek: Voyager, but we see someone use a wheelchair in Star Trek: Enterprise. Emory Erickson, the scientist who invents the transporter, visits the Enterprise in a wheelchair in the episode "Daedalus" (season 4, ep. 10). Once more, the transporter transporter pad is depicted with steps How did he get down? They certainly didn't beam him onto the floor.

Continuity-wise, the next time a wheelchair is seen is in the movie Star Trek (2009). Captain Pike is injured and is seen using one at the end of the film. Once more, it's a standard wheelchair, with no anti-grav ability.

The first time anti-grav is depicted in Star Trek is in the two-parter "The Menagerie" (season 1, ep. 11 and 12). Captain Christopher Pike is depicted using an anti-grav chair. Although the chair is never seen actually lifting off the ground, dialogue in the show specifically says it is an anti-grav chair. The prop was a motorized wheelchair with a black casing surrounding it. Actor Sean Kenney, who played the disabled Pike, could move the chair about himself and flash the lights on its front.

The second time anti-grav is seen in Star Trek was in the episode "The Changeling" (season 2, ep. 3). This is the first time we see anti-grav "handles" in use. These devices can attach themselves to any surface, and the projecting handles are grabbed by crew members and manipulated to provide lifting power. Two of these are seen here.

The anti-grav handles appear again in the TOS episode "Obsession" (season 2, ep. 18). Weirdly, there are actually messages on this device that indicate it can only lift up to 57 kg.

The lifting handles are seen again in the TOS episode "Is There in Truth No Beauty?" (season 3, ep. 5), another anti-grav device is depicted.

A truly outstanding use of anti-grav is seen in the TOS episode "The Cloud Minders" (season 3, ep. 21). Here, an entire city is suspended in the clouds!

Anti-gravity is seen in use multiple times in Star Trek: The Motion Picture Very casually, the use of an anti-grav vehicle is seen in use in the cargo bay before the Enterprise leaves space-dock. Below it, people are seen walking around without being affected by the anti-grav in use. As Kirk walks through the ship, a crewman passes by with an anti-grav sled in use. This is one of the few times where anti-grav is shown in use at waist-level, rather than low to the floor.

A kind of mobility-impairment device was seen in the film Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Here, Spock is seen wearing rocket-powered boots. It's a completely insane idea. Where's the propellant coming from???? Ah well...

The first time a wheelchair-using individual is seen on TNG occurs quite early, in the episode "Too Short a Season" (season 1, ep. 16). Here, Admiral Mark Jameson is crippled by old age, and must use an anti-grav wheelchair. This episode notably shows the transporter pad being up a very short flight of three or four steps, just like in TOS. Jameson is not beamed directly onto the floor of the transporter room. He's beamed onto the pad itself. How did they get him down? Did he fly down? Was he bumped down the steps like a wheelchair? Did they re-beam him somewhere? The prop people really dislike the Jameson chair. It was huge, clunky, and hard to move around. It didn't take corners well, and at times could tip over.

Anti-grav sled from the TNG episode "The Enemy". Anti-grav sleds first appeared in the TNG episode "Time Squared" (season 2, ep. 13). They would appear a lot in TNG: "The Bonding" (season 3, ep. 5), "The Enemy" (season 3, ep. 7), "Power Play" (season 5, ep. 15), and "Schisms" (season 6, ep. 5). They'd show up in the DSN episodes "Past Prologue" (season 1, ep. 3), "The Nagus" (season 1, ep. 11), "Necessary Evil" (season 2, ep. 8), and "Family Business" (season 3, ep. 23). One would even be seen briefly in "Star Trek: Generations" when the medical team rushes to Geordi's aid after he's beamed back aboard the Enterprise from the Klingon ship.

Anti-grav sled from the TNG episode "Hollow Pursuits" (season 3, ep. 1). A whole episode was constructed around the failure of this sled. Because this sled differs from the one seen many times earlier (and later), I guess we have to assume there are two kinds of anti-grav lift/sleds in use. One appears to be for industrial use, the other for human beings and more delicate operations.

The DSN episode "Melora" (season 2, ep. 6) marks the first time that Star Trek directly engages a mobility-impaired person's needs. The TNG episode "Ethics" (season 5, ep. 16) had previously confronted the issue of mobility-impairment by having Worf become paralyzed. As a Klingon, he demands suicide. A physician proposes that she grow Worf a new spine using "genetronic" technology. But it's untested, and Worf could die. In the end, Worf is fine -- as we knew he'd be. (No show kills off a major cast member.)

"Melora", however, was different. The writer was himself a wheelchair user, and depicted the issues faced by such individuals by crafting a script about a person from a low-gravity world. Initially, the prop team wanted to use Admiral Jameson's old anti-grav chair. The DSN sets, however, had been designed with narrow corridors and smaller rooms as a cost-saving measure and to depict life on a cramped space station. The old prop proved too big! So the writer had to insert a line into the script in which someone says "Starfleet anti-grav technology won't work on a Cardassian space station." That seems ludicrous on the face of it, but oh well. A standard wheelchair was then modified to look "futuristic".

Somehow, the idea of the challenges a mobility impaired person would confront still had to be incorporated into the episode. Originally, the set's own dysfunction was to be made an issue. There was a script draft in which Melora (the low-grav off-worlder) wheels into Command; Capt. Sisko must then descend from his office down the stairs to greet her. Sisko was to feel uncomfortable and embarrassed at having to do so, which makes it look as if people have to condescendingly "descend to her level". That was jettisoned. Instead, Melora complains about corners, projecting ledges in doorways, and the like. It's more subtle, but I think it misses the point.
Boys never (a) looked like this when I was growing up, and (b) never got this half-naked nearly as much.

I feel deprived.

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

When they smile, it makes all the difference.

Yes, I can be funny when I want to be.

Trump fails to blame Clinton - Los Angeles Times
Slutty. But I like slutty. I like someone who'd expose himself to passersby like that. Pull back the leg of his shorts, and show his junk off. I like people without inhibitions.

I love his skin and hair color. I get painfully erect looking at him.

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Ugh, I'm sunburned. I spent all day on Saturday taking photos of Euclid Creek. Sunburned. I spent all day Monday taking photos of Green Lawn Cemetery. More sunburn. All this, despite lavish use of sunscreen.

If I don't see the sun today, I'll be happy.