Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Women re-ignite your marriage be a slut for your man
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Monday, March 15, 2010
Horror Convention Girls are Hot
I went to a Horror movie convention over this past weekend. It was filled with more than the usual hot women dressed quite sexy. There was eye candy everywhere I looked on Saturday especially. It’s usually like this on Saturdays at Horror conventions. Of course a lot of the women were dressed appropriately to the theme. Girls 
dressed as sexy zombies and such were walling around. Punk rock and Goth girls were there showing off their legs and tits. When dressed a certain way, a woman that I normally wouldn’t be attracted to becomes attractive to me. Almost every girl there was hot.
For most of time I was there meeting Horror movie celebrities, watching movies and buying rare Horror movie 
items and independent films distracted me from the hot chicks. I always have the corner of my eye out for sexy legs especially. There were a lot of women in colored fishnets and pantyhose. At one point I was talking to some people I know in the hotel lobby and this young woman walked in the main door and the wind blew her skirt up around her waist to reveal her ass in white panties and tan pantyhose. I couldn’t believe it. She made no effort to fix it and I stared as it kept flying up in the air.
As I was looking for stuff to buy this girl that was selling stuff said “I know you. I’ve seen you play live.” She 
told me that we knew the same people etc. She was cute and really into me. I figured I’d run into her later. I thought about banging her while I looked her up and down. She was wearing black jeans and a white T-shirt that I don’t remember. Sometimes when a girl makes it too obvious that she likes you it can be a turn off.
I was walking through the dealer room and I saw this short hot chick dressed up as a sexy female version of Alex from A Clockwork Orange. I was checking out her legs in black pantyhose contrasting her white shorts and shirt. She interrupted me and said that she knows me. I’m a customer at the record store that she works at. I said that I’ve only been there once and she insisted that I was wrong. She’s seen my face before. She looked at me like she wanted me. I was gong to ask her out but then a guy came up and they walked away. A few other girls came up to me during the day and started conversations etc. I was getting hit on left and right. I felt good.
Towards the end of the night I sat in a chair in the hotel lobby. This hot girl sat across from me. I checked her out as I text messaged a few people. Then I noticed she was staring at me. She was tall and wore tight black shiny pants and leopard print heels and kept crossing and uncrossing her legs. She started to dangle her heels on her feet. Every time I looked up she was staring right at my face. I smiled and she barely smiled back. Then she started to flick her Bic lighter in her hands over and over while she stared at me. I pulled a pack of cigarettes and played with it hoping she would get the hint when I got up to go outside and have a cigarette. She got up and followed her friends instead. I smoked my cigarette thinking about her and went home shortly after.
I might not have had sex or hooked up with these girls but I brought home some great memories to jerk off to later.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Watch This: Sabastian Tellier makes you look at ass for 4 minutes
As a female, this doesn’t offend me, not the slightest…
If anything, it turns me on. Oh, haven’t you guys figured it out yet, when girls look at porn, we don’t look at Peter North’s impressive shooting distance or his girth that would put Finch’s coffee flask to shame… no, we get off from seein’ how much fun the girls are having 
- Casey.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
More Movies, Less Dating
So, a lot of people these days have been asking my opinion on the whole 30 Chick Flicks thing. Having dated and drank my way through a hundred or so dates, I’m clearly a very different side of the same coin.
Clearly, I have a different viewpoint on life, and this guy’s doing his own little thing, and that’s fine. But the more and more I read about it in interviews and write ups, the more it just leaves a bad feeling on the tip of my tongue. And it finally hit me why. He’s what every girl claims to want. He’s twenty-eight, married, and in his own-misguided way, doing this to improve his understanding of women. But here’s the thing of it all: It’s saccharine, it’s sweet, and it’s cliche.
This guy is playing the part of the lovable sap, and he wants to improve himself. And he does it in a kooky way, he watches these chick flicks, because God knows the secret to most women is found at the bottom of a Cosmo, and in the hazel eyes of Kate Hudson. And yes, he’s fighting the noble fight, we men are usually bastards who cringe at the mere sight of Matthew Mcconaughey, Mark Ruffalo, and Patrick Dempsey. But it isn’t that we are soulless, molesters-in-training, as Lifetime would have you believe. It’s because these movies are so formulaic and straightforward. Boy meets girl. Boy doesn’t have it together, so boy loses girl. Boy makes a big sweeping gesture to prove to girl that he’s better than that.
And I don’t understand how seeing 30 variations on this formula improves your understanding of women. According to interviews, he now has a better understanding of his wife’s body language, and improved his kissing. If it takes Reese Witherspoon to make some men achieve this, so be it. But body language is something that one usually picks up with more familiarity with their partner. So what I am getting is, he just needed to spend some more time snuggling his sweetie. And considering that this was with his wife, I sure hope he wasn’t that clueless before hand. And I’m proud of the guy, really, I known my tolerance for Meg Ryan is not as developed as my tolerance for bourbon and blondes.
It’s a nice story that melts your heart, but it just rings false to me. I guess you are what you surround yourself with, because the whole idea of this is something that has caught unholy amounts of national attention, and the guy will be on shelves within the next six months. It’s the happy ending and the moral, you watch enough movies with your sweetie, you bond. Only, my problem is that this isn’t real life. Most of us don’t just become better people through grand gestures. Life doesn’t follow formulas. We don’t fall for the girl that’s been there all along, we don’t become better people by watching movies. God knows, I wish that my problems could be solved with a boom box and Peter Gabriel, but I keep coming up with Shock The Monkey.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Bar Refaeli in SI
I know I didn’t post anything about the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue, becuase frankly I don’t really care. There’s this new invention called the internet and I’ve heard you can find pictures of naked models there. So, I am going to go look. While I am away here is Bar Refaeli because well it’s kind of a requirement.
Friday, February 19, 2010
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