Coop might be in Japan right now, but that doesn’t mean he can’t harass me from the other side of the world. On a list including a few other malfeasant miscreants, I got a link to pictures of scary-bad tattoos. Um, thanks. I wrote:
> now I am depressed
> it was the myspace tattoo
> thanks
He responded with the pic at right with the subject “Your Biggest Fan.” Help me!
In other news, I just turned down an offer for consideration for a builder “role” at MythBusters. I was courted a couple years ago by the Junkyard Wars people — they wanted to make me a team captain without any JW experience. I thought that was unethical. I think TV is generally unethical. And boring (though I have a few exceptions on that one). Now, if they did something really dangerous on MythBusters, I might come on as a guest. *That* would be fun. But I have to wonder if they looked before they leapt and made me the offer — I mean, they’d be associating themselves with sex. I’d want to wear a tight tank top, lots of lipgloss and black platform boots. Thier producers would have seizures. I emailed my best friend Thomas about it who was sad that I said no thanks to MythBusters, but only because of his MythBusters gangbang fantasies. He is straight, and yet he writes me, “I would cheerfully fellate either the geeky one or the strong but silent but bald hat-wearing type, not to mention banging the living shit out of any of their various girl assistants. Mythbusters unquestionably has the hottest cast of any science show around unless you count the shark show on Animal Planet with Meghan Greer, or anything starring Steven Hawking.”
Also, I just got a bundle of unsolicited mail at my private email address thanks to the Sex in Video Games Conference. It seems that by registering as a speaker, my info was provided in the form of a PR list to any number of companies. This is really, really not fucking cool at all. I’m finding out more by the minute and am getting very angry about it.
