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(Sorry, the above YouTube video is no longer available)

So… YouTube gets bought for one point five BILLION dollars….

one point five biiiiiiiiiiiiiilion dollars….

The shame repository featuring endless fart jokes, bloopers and incriminating video footage from people’s tender teen years.

That last bit is only effecting my generation and on since camcorder technology began to be affordable just in time for our teens.

North Korea testing nukes… Civil war in Iraq…. Some organic milk isn’t really organic…

There’s nothing left to fear but fear itself…. well… that and the unsettling notion that one day I could flip through YouTube and see a video clip of myself in ’89, jazz squaring through an off-key Grease medley during a show choir concert.

Yes… I was in show choir.

No… I don’t want to talk about it.

chicken.

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my ex the pornstar….. …. …. *blink* *blink*


So Rico comes over last night while I was out taking some night shots for work with Chad keeping me company and playing photo assistant.

We returned home to Rico who had stopped by to visit and Kevin feverishly surfing bearfilms.com

“Guys – just look in the O.C.D. folder off my desktop – there’s plenty of smut in there already downloaded” .

“No.. we’re looking for your ex.” they replied without breaking their stare at the laptop screen.

“… squeeze me? John ?” I replied with an unsurprised giggle recalling the short lived but very fun three month affair I had with a Wash U Law School student. (A woofy, pretentious aristocrat originally from STL – moved to NYC and re-transplanted back to STL for school. We had more fun shopping than fucking – which was the eventual undoing of our shot-lived romance.)

“No… the other one… Rico heard he was doing porn now”… they replied wide eyed.

What then left my mouth was something of a “gafaw-whatthefuck-yer-kiddin-gafwaw……. aren’t you!??”

I’m afraid I’m dancing on an edicate line here – but I *am* only posting this to you guys (the small “homo” filter) on here…. and… I think discovering one’s Ex is a porn-star now is personally journal-worthy in a very… very… strange way.

What’s really mind blowing is that he is was way more insecure about his body image that big ole keep-my-clothes-on-Corbett….. Guess he got over that… sheesh.. then again this *was* all nearly a decade ago. From what I can tell – he’s aging quite gracefully… good on him I guess.

I wonder if my mom and him still keep in touch…

Anyway – that was my surreal news for the day.

Back to chicken.

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We’ve discovered the YouTubeâ„¢ phenomena and (Chad especially) seems hooked…

And why not? You really can’t see too many kitty cat blooper videos in my book.

I recently declared that this technology was “the herald of the end Bob Saget’s career.”
(*Then the guys filled me in that he hasn’t hosted America’s Funniest Home Video’s probably a decade)…

How would I know? We haven’t had a feed to our TV in over five years… Now we’re becoming habitual YouTube enthusiasts.

Does that mean we’re starved for content because of munkish self-imposed media constraints?…. or were we simply waiting for the media to catch up to our expectations.

I fluctuate between feeling cutting edge and Amish daily.

We’ve moved past the “teenagers lighting farts on fire” video clips and have found some really delightfully strange stuff.

chalkdog, Bollywood-n-Haywood-Wakefield addict, found this little ditty (editorial note: the link was removed as the Youtube video no longer exists) – which I say presents a compelling argument that the infiltration of Western pop-culture into other cultures is a form of terrorism.

That said – I find the clip strangely shag-a-woofy-rific and makes me want to wear chicken.