Man + Geek = Dilemma

Forgive me.

I have ten minutes of free time before I have to leave for work.

I could:

A) Enjoy some quality porn

B) Watch a vid of Buzz Aldrin (if you don't know who he is, I don't want to know you) at the unveiling of WhiteKnightTwo (if you don't know what this is, you are dead to me).

I chose B.
The idea that the geek in me overrode the base animal instincts says a lot for humankind. I think we're gonna make it. Woo!

Crooner Porn

Whenever I listen to Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Mel Torme, or any of those cats, I can't help but change the lyrics to the most crude, crass, and pornographic wording possible.

Why do I do this, I dunno.

You should try it, it is the fun.

I wonder if these re-imagined songs would sell?

Strange, when did I order Porn-by-Mail?

Oh, wait - it's not porn, it's my quarterly dividends prospectus from Smith Barney.


If it's shipped in black plastic, you can bet it's not something to be proud of.

Just Awful

A friend mentioned how he can't help but notice continuity errors and goofs on the sets of the porn movies he watches.

With all the action in the foreground, how can he notice that phones and computers aren't plugged in, science teachers have misspelled "Proton" or how the 1233AD Aztec Priestess rides into the scene on a horse?

Poor depraved soul.