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Just yestarday Stoya tweeted about an awesome project that won’t go through with her involvement precisely because of her involvement with adult entertainment. Honestly, it isn’t any news to me that there is a lot of prejudice against the pornographic industry, but I still couldn’t help on feeling rather angry (I’m not sure that’s the word I’m looking for here – english is my second language, okay? – so I might have to update this post in a short while). I don’t know what the project is about, and If I did it would only make me more sad if it doesn’t go through or, even worse, it does go though without her involvment in it. And for such a ridiculously trivial reason. Yes, that is trivial, for it seems pretty obvious to me that an adult film actress can show her talents in different areas, with different kinds of performances, whichever they’d be. In fact, the first time I ever heard of this girl in particular was when I watched this ___ review on an Xbox “game”. That itself plus a few interviews with her that I looked up on the web really showed her as an intelligent, smart, delightfully funny person – I don’t have to mention how awesomelly beautiful she is, now do I? – exactly the kind of woman I would ask to marry me, if I was ever to marry someone (sorry, Stoya, but I have serious commitment issues). I think it’s absurd to discriminate someone like that while people such as Madonna have been allowed to act in comedy and drama movies. For the arts’ sake she should have never been allowed to sing, anyway.
A few days ago I was reading an interview with Sasha Grey and she mentioned her work outside the xxx films with performances in a Steven Sodenbergh’s film and in a soon-to-be-released canadian comedy-slash-horror film. In this very same interview she shows that she has a complete understanding of the adult industry itself, and also great argumentary skills when talking about her point of view on the versatility of actresses such as herself. Way before she started acting she already used to watch and analyse the films – the way the actos behave, the filming techniques, the “contact” with the viewer, etc. The important thing is that even as she works in ‘different’ kinds of films she still sees no reason to choose between one style or the other. Neither do I.
Waking up in the strangest places
Finding weird stuff in me pockets
No recollection, not a clue
What the fuck? And who are you?
And I keep sayin’ it’s got to stop
but the phone keeps a’ ringing, she tells me
“You’ll go out and grab a beer
bring a scotch, I’ll let you in”
If we ever fall out of love
no matter there, we’re in its grace
“may your glass be full!”
- this toast’s for you.
My parents used to say that I’m a drunken arse who can’t even think about getting a job. That is so untrue. I think a lot about it, and that thought scares the hell out of me, and this leads me to drinking.
friends suck. good friends deepthroat.
touristic information center
-excuse me, sir, do you have a mcdonald’s here?
-a mag-ah-whaaat?!
-a mcdonald’s!
-are you lost?
-no, i’m looking for a mcdonald’s, you know?
-i don’t think i do… is he scottish?
-no, no, i mean mcdonald’s, like, fast-food? get it?
-sorry, sir, i can’t get no food for you. you should try the food-yard, or food-quarters depending on where you’re from. they’ll get you food there. it won’t be fast, ‘though, that i can tell ya.
-you’re not helpful at all, are you?
-excuuuse meee, sir, but i think your wife would gladfully disagree on that!
-what’d you say?!
-you should really get that cock you stuck down your basement-hatch-for-ears out of there so you can HEAR FUCKIN’ BETTER!
-i should kick your bottoms from there to brighton for saying that, young man!
-oh, you just need a nice good happy meal!
-what?
-you know, happy meal, lil’ food, nice gifts, heh?
-oh, so you do have mcdonald’s?
-sir, if your scottish hungry boyfriend is lost i can call for his name on the speaker, would you like that?
I’m the D.B. Cooper of jumping off from relationships.
The following content is a script for an original sketch by ThoraZine Visual Productions. It was written and developed by J.P. Flores McCoy, Outabase Nakatsui, George Secrieru, Vanderlay DeVanini, Raphael Tosh, Eddie Winck (Winck Nudge Nudge Know What I Mean?!) and other associated personel from the Russian School of Writting in Brazil.
“The Many Meanings and Translation of Dã“
“dã” is a sort of phonetic expression used in brazil that signifies complete despite for what the person you are talking to – or the person you are referring to – just said. If someone says something stupid and you correct them, you can use the word “dã” right after you have proven your point to be right and his or hers to be completely foolish and ridiculous and not worthy having ever been said. For instance, let’s imagine you say something incredibly stupid and I correct you by saying “a whale is not a mammal, you mindless piece of human waste, it is a fish!”, then at the end of that last sentence I can use the fore-mentioned expression: “(…) not a mammal, it’s a fish, dã!”. I have recently noticed that sometimes I say that word in a more-like brittish accent, and that led me to notice that the word can be actually, uh, “translated”, let’s put it that way, into many other accents. Let’s start from the beginning (dã! see? you can use to correct yourself after beeing redundant or just saying something you only noticed to be stupid after hearing yourself):
brazilian portuguese: dã
brittish: daaah
irish/scottish: deeei
canadian: diiih
french: dã.
german: dach!
If you want to know how to pronounce that wonderful word in your own country common accent, please send an email with your voice recordings of a couple of sentences in your language to coioteflores@gmail.com, followed by a mail-letter containing US$10.99 to my P.O. Box (sorry, I really only take cash. Legal problems leading to citizenship and governmental problems leading to banking problems, well, you know the drill) and I will be delighted to record the correct pronunciation of that specific word just-for-you. Or maybe I’ll just do it for free.
1st frame:
“Time is an illusion.”
cut to a video showing a man sat down, but only focusing from his knees down.
2nd frame:
“Waiting takes time.”
cut to the video; the man’s legs are moving impatiently.
3rd frame:
“Therefore, there is no wait.”
cut to video. the man gets up and walk away. zooming out to see the man walking away (he’s back to the viewr, obviously).
4th frame:
“KEEP WALKING.”
“So there they were, two muffins in the oven. One of them says: Is it hot in here, or is it me? to which the other one replies: OH! MY GOD, A TALKING MUFFIN!”
Funny,isn’t it? It could be even funnier if those were two babies. You wouldn’t even need the dialogue lines then.
There is a german expression that refers to one’s happines on someone else’s misery, and it is called schadenfreude. Well, real or not that is bollocks. People suffering is funny the same way that any innocent joke can be funny; only difference is that it takes a larger sense of vision to laugh at greater deals of disgrace. For instance, you are walking down the street and you see a ten year old riding his bicycle to school (just to give a more dramatic perspective to the circumstances, he’s wearing a very colorful backpack filled with books and notepads and a juicebox with a tasty nutritional meal that his mom – or legal parent – had prepared for him) and BAM! a big large truck crashes right into the kid’s bike. Well there you go, now the bike is ruined into a large pile of twisted metal with one of its wheels still spinning. The body is thrown a few meters away. I don’t even have to mention that one of the boy’s shoes was taken from his feet and fell on the ground or upon a nearby tree. Now, if you are a sensible person you will feel bad for the horror of such young life being taken away in the sum of a second. But that doesn’t stop you from laughing about it, does it?! That’s the part where you have to think bigger wheter your heart has been shredded to pieces or not. Step your mind off the scene. The kid was riding his bike to school and, within a second, a life is destroyed, the bicycle’s ruined and, now that’s the cracker, the shoe is lying there, far away from its owner (I just love that cliche) but near enough for a friend or any caring person to see it and dismount into tears. You would have to be a stiff not to laught at that – pardon the mockery of words.
The whole world can be a scenario, not exactly planned out just for you, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t enjoy it. Just remember to view the world from the theaterbox.
