Month: April 2007

Okay, well, sort of on the ‘celebrity’ part. Paul Barresi emails me from a quaint AOL address, saying, Dear Violet Let me get this “straight”. You were approached by an idiot at the GayVN’s with no class and pointed to him as the best representation of a straight man in gay porn? Your story is…

Woke up this *afternoon* in a coughing fit, felt down. I watched a video my sweet friend Addy sent me, the original version of What’s It’s Like For A Girl. It made me want to make a video; I think you’ll find the results surprising. A crime yes, but victimless, I assure you. Embed after…

I’m all sick-in-bed girl and utterly nonplussed about a long day of watching people being jerks on blogs, and missing a party I really wanted to go to. But I’m really glad I just watched Beyonce’s video Green Light (at Vivane’s)– not a noteworthy pop song, but every single costume in the video is skin-tight…

I think this pretty much depicts how MSM feels about bloggers, citizen media and online indy journalism — this quote from Brian Williams, anchor of NBC Nightly News, speaking to NYU journalism students: You’re going to be up against people who have an opinion, a modem, and a bathrobe. All of my life, developing credentials…

Since I’m a sick kitten and bed-bound, I’ve been teaching myself to edit and compress video on my laptop. I made a little project out of the first videos I shot with my new video camera (an older 2006 Sony DSC-M2 I ordered out of backstock) at SXSW this year. The (admittedly low quality) video…

I’m late to blogging this, as I’m really quite ill with the flu (no insurance, ack), but it’s a popular one this week: my datamining of sex acts on Bay Area Craigslist Casual Encounters, results and spreadsheet. Thanks to my friend Kevin Burton for the real-time tracking link, and Jonathan Moore for stat math. Technical…

Fell asleep with a fever; woke up with it. Still, I dragged Sean off the couch and Jonathan to my vlogshow shoot (hopped up on theraflu) with Irina (much fun); now, a few hours later I’m sweating and on deadline for two manuscript edits, due tomorrow. Thoughts: * No more Justin.tv please. Ever. * Boy,…