February 28th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
I give up.
I never understood why everyone crapped all over the movie “Catwoman”. Maybe it’s because I was never a comic book fan and don’t understand the aesthetic. It was a light, silly action flick designed to show a lot of Halley Berry in leather, and it delivered. Fluff, sure, but who expects anything else from a comic book movie?
I guess I’ll have to stop saying “I thought it was pretty decent, for what it was.” Because Halle Berry herself has called it a “piece of shit.” If she can’t be bothered to be proud of the spectacle she presents in a leather catsuit (who, I ask you, bought a ticket for any other reason?) then I guess it’s not worth wasting any more fan loyalty on her.
Gratuitous pic of Halle Berry wearing a bondage collar:
Mmmmm.
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February 27th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
On the one hand, my ErosBlog editorial policy is to refrain from trashing anybody’s sexual choices. On the other hand, I don’t think I’ve ever been heard to say anything nice about adulterous affairs. Not because I feel judgmental or condemnatory about them, but for a much simpler reason: all the real-world examples I’m aware of have caused or resulted in a degree of pain that calls the net hedonic benefit into question.
I don’t think this little excerpt from Have to Share is any exception:
I drove the 3 hours down, spent maybe an hour with him, purely sex. Then I made the 3 hour drive back. He hasn’t really spoken to me since. I don’t know what to believe from him anymore. He says he cares for me, but the majority of the e-mails he sends are describing sexual escapades he would like to have in the future. I write him a little of both. I love him. I love the person he is. However, he reminds me of the way my step-brother that molested me in how he treats me. I am wonderful for his amusement over the webcam. I am fascinating when describing sexual adventures for the future. I am amazing when I’m on top of him. Yet, when none of this is going on, he is too busy too speak to me. He’s too busy working. Or, he’s at home, too busy with his wife.
Ouchies.
February 26th, 2005 -- by Aphrodite
Aphrodite blogs:
Although this guy isn’t as unclothed as Bacchus’ recent gay blade guy, I think he’s way hotter. He can board me amidships anytime!
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February 25th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Rask writes on his Diary of a Porn Publisher:
For Valentine’s Day, I bought some used tires for the slave’s Mustang on eBay. It has been suggested in the past that I am romantically-challenged, but I’m sure that this extravagant gesture will put those claims to rest.
I’m sure, I’m sure.
February 25th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Behold, ye mere mortals, and tremble:
This gleaming vision of delight pretty much demands that you see the full-sized image.
From alt. binaries. pictures. nude.
February 24th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
Cheesey romance novels. Now with funny new titles:
I can’t stop laughing.
February 24th, 2005 -- by Bacchus
You know those little pills old Pac-Man was always eating? Good thing those things weren’t Viagra, or the game would have looked more like this:
Run, ghosties, run!
