Time for some sexy fictional women

So, let's roll out some fictional hotties.


For Comics I will start with Harline Quinnzell. Harley Quinn. Silly, crazy, violent, and in love with Joker. She can hit me with that hammer ANY time! And how can you not like a woman who calls you puddin'?
















For TV Cartoons, April O`Neal. Let's face it, her hotness is all in her chest. Not to mention, if she could love mutated turtles, a guy like me might have a shot. I also kinda had a thing for Irma.

















Firey Tika from the Dragonlance novels. I wish I could find a better picture. A buxom warrior woman who is used to men calling her 'wench'. We need more of those.

















From the silver screen, Elastigirl. Admit it guys, when you watched Incredibles, you were trying to figure out what various things YOU would do if your sexy woman was effectively infinitely flexable.

















For video games, Fran from FFXII. I wanted Shania from Shadown Hearts, but good pictures of her are impossible to find. Fran is a good runner up though. And her accent in the game makes her even better. She makes me hungry like a wolf who wants to catch a naughty bunny!















So, who would YOUR picks be?

A Dash of Paprika

Thanks to the wonderfulness that is Netflix, I watched Paprika the other day. Man, the Japanese make some awesome animation.

I'm not gonna tell everyone to watch this flick. It ain't for everyone. It's about dreams and a device for getting into people's dreams. So, dealing with dreams you know it's going to be surreal.

But it was so wonderfully animated and the story told so well, I fell in love. It also got me thinking. I really want to find a book that disects how and why and what makes our culture so different than the Japanese. The narrative in this would never pass muster in the states. It leaves WAY too much for your mind to have to fill in the gaps. But this is far from the first Japanese movie to do this. I am guessing that culturally they are cool with that. Why are we less tolerant?

Also, it pisses me off that in Japan cartoons are not seen so snugly in arms of children. Sure they have kids cartoons, but they have adult ones too. The visual skill of movies like Paprika (or Spirited Away, grave of the Fireflies, etc) is as good or better than visual treats like Lord of the Rings. Here in the states, Pixar does this to a degree, but we don't have much of a hand animated adult tradition here. And I'd really love to read about how these difference came to be.

Regardless, I thank Japan for making these wonderful stories and that we get there here. At least some of us can appreciate them :)

Trying for a new angle

Here is a story I am working on. It definitely does not fall into the same category as my other Pr0n stuff. What do ya'll think?


Like most days, after work I went to a favored haunt. It was an odd shop that mixed a coffee house with antiques and old books. The usual crowd was generally not my type and considerably younger than me. They were the alternative/earthy types that frequent eclectic places like this. Which I suppose should make me wonder why a late twenties copier repair man like me went here nearly every day.

Well, a big part were the books. I love old books, and the shop had new ones come in all the time. So I liked to come in and scoop them up before someone else did. I also enjoyed the atmosphere. So laid back and warm. Big overstuffed seats and such a random collection of music.

And, to be honest, Melissa was a factor in my regular visits. Melissa being the owner. Over the months, I had grown a fairly hefty crush on her. I felt a connection to her. When she wasn't busy at the counter, she would come sit and chat with me. We had conversations about politics, religion, science, psychology...anything you could think of. It was impossible for me to not become enamoured with her. I met lots of women during my job. Even took a few out. But conversations with them were focused around their daily routine. Things that happened to them. Nothing wrong with that, but it was nice to talk to someone who also talked about things that she thought about or that happened to the world not just herself.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't also find her physically attractive. She had a mix of 'girl next door' and 'naughty librarian' going on. I am sure she caught me looking at her when she twirled or braided her long straight brown hair.

But I didn't have the courage to ask her out. Don't ask me why. As I said before, I didn't have trouble asking out the various women I met during the course of my job. But I think Melissa intimidated me because rejection from her would actually mean something. I didn't want to risk losing her as the friend and daily conversationalist she had become. Lucky for me, she was less worried about that happening.

Today she caught me watching her from behind my book as she finished up with a customer. But unlike most times she caught me, where she would just smile at me slightly, this time she immediately walked over to my chair and sat purposefully on the big cushiony arm.

"So, are you ever going to ask me out?" She asked. Her voice had a tone of mock annoyance.

"Um...yes?" I answered.

"When? I think I have been more than patient." She said, crossing her arms over her chest and locking them down purposefully to drive home the point that she was 'upset' with me.

"I was waiting for just the right moment." She eyed me from behind her wire rimmed glasses, asking 'what moment would that be' without having to verbalize it.

"Right after I rescued you from a burning building. When; in awe of my heroics and display of masculinity, you would be unable to deny my affections. Later we would appear on the cover of magazines as the happy couple brought together by the tragedy and horror that is arson."

"Well, buster, unless that scheme also entails an elaborate plan for STARTING a fire from which to rescue me, it doesn't count. As a matter of fact, I don't think there is such a plan. You just don't like me." She was smiling, having enjoyed my silly story. I decided to answer her little fishing attempt with honesty.

"You're kidding right? You usually only get new, and by new I mean old but new to the store, books on Tuesday. But I'm here everyday, except Monday, because you are off. And I don't even like coffee."

"Yeah, I know. Your cup is always full when you throw it away." She grinned. "So, we've established that you have the hots for me. And that you can pull stories about arson right out of your ass. So what does that leave us?"

"Cowardice?" I asked. She seemed to mull this over.

"I think I can date a coward. Pick me up when the store closes tonight. Dinner's on you for making me wait this long."

"Yes milady. I shall bring the car around promptly at eight." I said in my best posh British accent.

"Good. And change out of the white shirt and tie. I want to see how you dress when you aren't getting off of work." She smiled at me, and walked off behind the counter.

"Oh, and Steve" she called to me as I headed to the door. "A fire? Really?"

"Yup. Twelve people would have died. But the post pyrotechnic coitus would have been awesome."

I quickly left and went home to shower and change. I was pretty proud at how steady I was during our exchange. But the next two hours were a torture of anticipation and nerves. The time finally came, and I pulled up to the shop as the clock struck eight. I could see Melissa inside as the lights went out and shortly after she was walking towards me with a bounce in her step.

As we drove to dinner, there was palpable tension in the air. Both of us seemed a little guarded, which was new for us. It wasn't until our appetizers came that we really flowed back into our usual ease with each other.

Mind you, things were still different, but in a good way. Our conversation had far more flirting than normal. And Melissa's normally cool demeanor cracked several times as she would blush or giggle. It was a treat to finally see the little girl in her.

I also felt more comfortable looking at her in a romantic way. How her delicate fingers idly played with her soft brown hair. The way her soulful brown eyes pierced me as I talked. Her full pink lips trying to hold back smiles so that she could try and keep her usual aloofness.

At one point she moved her hand to mine on the table and gently grabbed it. It was strange to have such a simple thing feel so good. I could tell she liked it too, since she blushed slightly as I caressed her fingers with my thumb. Her skin was soft and creamy. My mind wandered to the thought of what other parts of her might feel like.

We stayed at the restaurant until the asked us to leave so they could close. The walk back to the car was slow, delaying the end of the night. The drive back was equally slow and the tension had returned. Melissa was uncharacteristically silent. So was I, I suppose. She fidgeted and played with her hair more than usual, keeping her eyes ahead.

I walked her to her apartment door, where we stood in silence, nervously waiting for the other to say goodnight. But doing so would end our date, and I certainly wasn't going to do that. Melissa's nervous face suddenly changed, as though she had made up her mind about something.

"So, you want to come in for coffee?" She asked. I was surprised at how cliche she was being. It proved how nervous she was.

"I thought we established earlier than I don't like coffee."

"Then how about coming in to make out and possibly have sex?" She quipped back with a snarky grin.

"On the first date? Aren't we the little slut?" Yeah, I know you should never call a woman that. But in our months as friends we had said worse to each other in jest.

"First off, this isn't really a first date. We've done all the typical first date getting to know each other months ago. So this is more like our...fourth date. Second, if you don't watch your mouth you may not get to find out how slutty I really am." As she said this, she posed; tilting her full hips and then smacking her well rounded bottom.

We both laughed. This was a big reason I was so attracted to her. That we could be so open, and not be hung up with our conversations and teasing.

"OK, I agree that this isn't like our first date. But there is a first I think we need to get out of the way before I come in for 'coffee'." She looked at me expectantly.

I glided to her, reached out and pulled her to me gently. With one hand I tilted her head up as I lowered my head and softly pushed our lips together. Those lips I had been admiring all night felt heavenly against mine as we kissed. Her arms moved to my shoulders, mine to her waist; drawing each other in tighter to match our kiss.

I let my tongue peek past my lips, which mets hers doing the same shy exploration. Slowly at first, they caressed each other, but quickly moving to a more passionate exchange.

Why it won't work

So, let's talk about why Obama's plans won't work. Why are we talking about Obama? Because McCain has no shot. I've pretty much assumed Obama will win since the primaries. A) The dems REALLY hate Bush (which they carry over to any non-dem) B) Obama actually has charisma (something the last two candidates did not) and C) This election the Dems are going to get every normally-not-a-voter to vote. So, Obama wins.

That said, let's talk about 3 of his big talking points: Jobs, Taxes, Health-care.

1) Jobs. Obama says he will create more jobs. How? Well, the way i see it you can only do it 2 ways. Either you create a bunch of government jobs or you stimulate the economy. The former will cost us a bunch of money we already don't have. The latter...well how does he plan to do this? Point two addresses that.

2) Taxes. first off, Obama claims he will lower taxes for 95% of Americans. Well, seeing as about 40% of them already don't pay taxes, that number seems a bit inflated. Remember when you worked that lower paying job and got all your taxes back at the end of the year? yeah, we have lots of those jobs. So the only way for them to get MORE money back is to give them more than they took...which is welfare. AND costs us money we don't have.

So, who WILL be taxed? The rich. Now taxing some rich (entertainers mostly) won't hurt much. But taxing business people...that will hurt. See, business people CREATE JOBS. See point #1. Obama wants to create jobs...by hurting the people to do the creating. Seems silly to me. Not to mention, you will see some rich people leave or take their businesses to countries with lower tax costs. This will take even more revenue out of the country. Seems counter intuitive considering points 1 and 3.

3) Health-care. Ain't gonna happen. We are already in a huge hole because of the bailout. That alone would make it tough. Throw in the tax breaks (which cost us even more) we won't have money for health-care. Which will be interesting since the lost jobs will make more people want health-care.

Look, it's no secret I don't want socialism. Especially for our culture. I especially think it will hurt things because right now our lack of socialism means that we have more disposable income. We consume...we consume the goods of all the socialist countries. Socialism costs money. Which means less consuming...which means less money to the other countries (who are already having trouble funding their programs). Then again, maybe China or India will become the new consumer powers.

Mind you, in the end, the economy will be swinging up in 3-4 years. Obama will take credit and get re-elected. THEN he may be able to implement his plans. And then the economy will drop again (as businesses send work overseas). Then a Rep will blame the Dems, and get elected to fix it and the whole cycle can start again.

Or, Obama won't do jack, since the president doesn't have much power to do that...congress does. And they have already done very little. Mind you, some of that is due to Bush.

Not totally related, but remember how congress broke down and relinquished the oil drilling thing? Pelosi has already said that when Obama takes over they are undoing that. Wow...to say that NOW...before they win. They really do have their voters pegged....as in stupid.

Someone please DON'T think of the children!!

So, this weekend, I hung out with a friend who brought up being for universal health-care at least for children. At the time, I shrugged and thought "Yeah, that's cool". Then I thought about it the next day and something occurred to me. Why are children more valuable than adults?

A child is primarily valuable to family. They are only POTENTIALLY valuable to society. Where as an adult is a known quantity. We know, on a very basic level, how much they contribute to society. So why do we always think of children first? If you have a family that has no health care and the child gets sick or the main provider (mom/dad) gets sick, which will really be worse? Will a healthy child whose Mom/Dad dies and now they have no money be better off?

My first thought is simple biology. We are wired to protect children. In olden times, kids had a much lower survival rate, so it was best for the species longevity to keep those suckers alive and well. But that 'need' doesn't exist to near that degree anymore. Our species is nowhere NEAR the possibility of extinction. But that doesn't stop our biology from placing them on a pedestal.

Second is the 'Children can't control the situations in the world they were born into'. Pretty true. But neither did adults. See, adults were once children. And current adults in America did not come from a time when there WAS some kind of universal child health-care. Yet somehow we managed to avoid some kind of baby holocaust.

Third I guess could be the impact a child that dies due to no health-care has on his family. But again, the reverse could be just as bad.

Our society has become so kid-centric that evoking them has such an immediate response that makes people follow along. It's how we are built. Even I did so until I thought more about it.

Personally, I think we need to focus on educating people to not get into responsibilities they can't afford. Our society loves to focus on symptoms and not causes. Prisons don't fix problems, because we aren't spending money to PREVENT people from feeling the need/desire to become a criminal. Universal health-care is similar. You aren't dealing with the cause of all these uninsured people, or all the children born into bad situation. You are in fact prolonging it. By taking away negative repercussions for being in bad straits, you take a percentage of people and allow them to feel safe and just continue down that path.

I have known people who gain great drive to do better and to budget well in order to provide for their kids. I really don't like the idea of bowing down to the lazy people and perpetuating it. Kids or not.

To bring it back around, I think our culture puts WAY too much weight on the value of a child.

I'ma talk about my characters...hehe!

Hows this for a random blog post? I'm going to talk about my various recurring characters/names and alias I use when playing video game RPG's/MMO's.

1) Shadow Ghoul. The big one. Sghoul is pretty much my main alias. If I play a game with a single character that isn't a fantasy RPG, Sghoul is the name I use. And when I do stuff online, Sghoul is pretty much always my handle.

Shadow Ghoul was created in the Marvel Super Hero RPG, which was a system that had you randomly generate characters. I rolled him up and he had Shadow Control, the ability to rot organic material, the ability to generate fear, and no real need to eat/sleep/breathe. So I called him Shadow Ghoul. And for whatever reason it stuck. Especially since sghoul is almost always available as a username on the interwebs.

2) Kasing. Kasing DeMarkus was my first serious D&D character. A Half Elven Ranger for those who care. I generally use him in games as a bow wielding human or elven character. And Kasing had a Van Dyke (like me) before I could even grow one. Hmmmm...

3) Jessail. Female wizard type. I made her as an NPC originally. Now I use her whenever I need a caster type. Generally Elven, always blond. And I play her as haughty (bitchy).

4) Neeily. She came about in Everquest. I played around with EQ for a bit. I wanted to stand out, so I looked at various race/class/gender combos. The least used one that I could see was Halfling/Rogue/Female. So I made one. I let the game give me random names, and one came up that was close to Neeily, but longer. Since long names are harder to type, I shortened it to Neeily.

Neeily is generally my short spunky character. Most often a rogue type. And always having dark (black if I can help it) hair. Although in Warhammer, I have one that is human.

5) Marlox. This guy came from Anarchy Online originally. I made a big galoot character, and Marlox sounded pretty galooty to me. Since then, any more monstrous character I make is Marlox. My troll in WoW, my current Orc in WAR.

6) Falla. Originally Falla Firehair, Falla is Neeily's lesser used cousin. Originally I wanted to make a Barbarian Rogue in EQ, and since I already had Neeily, I made this one up. Falla is now used most often if I am making an evil version rogue type. Usually human, and red haired.

7) Dungor Deadhammer. Another old D&D character, Dungor is my dwarf character. Now, what class he is changes pretty heavily. He's been a fighter, paladin, and cleric. He is also a main character in my Arnoth stories (that I have no put pen to paper for).

Some lesser known/used characters:

Hia! (with the '!'). Whenever I make a martial artist in a none online game.
Heal. The healer...duh!
Holy. Paladin or cleric.

That's enough of my musings for now.