Unless You Live in My Own Home Town

I closed the rather successful blog and began with around nine people I emailed about the site.  In a month, we have almost doubled our numbers.  Funny, huh?  But that includes those we lost, those who, for whatever reason have chosen not to come.  Some are accomplished photographers.  But we may have picked up Quinn Pin (though s/he has only let me know that s/he has come twice).  It seems Ellen Rogers is gone and my friend Ed Ross, too.  It is difficult for them, though, I am certain, to be entertained by my feeble writing and mannered photographs.  Selavy.  But some others have found us, and the site is even beginning to raise its ugly head in Google searches.  Barely, but some.  The old site would pop up on just about any search, I think.  It was incredible to me the things that would bring a Googler to the place.  But now we are beginning from less than scratch, and it is fun to see people come again.  I hope.

Q told me that the reason most of my old visitors came was for the nude photography, so I have tried to keep that to a minimum here.  I'm sure he is correct in a manner of speaking, but I don't think it completely true.  I will try to build this place w/o so much tits and ass.  To wit, I have closed many of my profiles that brought women to work with me.  There is less temptation.  You see?  I have choked off pleasure to pursue another thing.  That, remember, is the result of Q's comments.  If you don't like it, you can tell him.  Here is his site.

I am fighting off my impulses. . . badly.  Once again, I have made my meal and had too much to drink. It is wonderful, as they say, but I should switch to opium.  As addictive as it may be, it causes no internal organ damage.  An opium addict can live forever.  I will give you my address if you can give me some live poppy seeds.  Unless I don't know you :)

Yes. . . I used an emoticon.  I think they are O.K.

The girl in the picture who I thought might not be interested in shooting with me again. . . is, so. . . there will be more.  And I think I have gotten more emails about her than about anyone.  Maybe equal with the Wrestler.

It is early and I have drunk too much and I am lazy and ready to go and surf the internet.  If you have something interesting, let me know.  And tell your friends about the new site, too. . . unless you live in my own home town.  Otherwise. . . it's cool.