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Ursula Vs. Porn Spam #???

Okay, enough is enough.

For a week now, I have been treated, two or three times a day, to a spam with the subject line "She squirted two feet!" for a service with the charming name of "Exploding Holes."

...

My first, deeply tasteless thought, that this involved a grenade and a foxhole and an entirely different variety of squirting, was inaccurate. It's porn. No surprise there. I noted this primarily at first because it would appear (without actually scrolling down, which I dare not do) to be the female equivalent of my all-time favorite spam, "Ejaculate up to six feet!" But now it's remarkable for sheer volume. Once, twice, okay. I'm jaded to this sort of thing. It doesn't surprise me that someone somewhere gets off on this enough to be a viable form of marketing. I have seen Wuzzles porn, and the internet holds few terrors after that. But believe me, if I was waiting my entire life for a service called "exploding holes," I'd've already jumped on it. Repeated exposures will not change my mind. The thirty-seventh spam does not appeal to me any more that the first one did.

And, of course, the obligatory...what the HELL, man.

breeden
ursulav

Ursula Vs. Porn Spam #???

Okay, enough is enough.

For a week now, I have been treated, two or three times a day, to a spam with the subject line “She squirted two feet!” for a service with the charming name of “Exploding Holes.”

My first, deeply tasteless thought, that this involved a grenade and a foxhole and an entirely different variety of squirting, was inaccurate. It’s porn. No surprise there. I noted this primarily at first because it would appear (without actually scrolling down, which I dare not do) to be the female equivalent of my all-time favorite spam, “Ejaculate up to six feet!” But now it’s remarkable for sheer volume. Once, twice, okay. I’m jaded to this sort of thing. It doesn’t surprise me that someone somewhere gets off on this enough to be a viable form of marketing. I have seen Wuzzles porn, and the internet holds few terrors after that. But believe me, if I was waiting my entire life for a service called “exploding holes,” I’d've already jumped on it. Repeated exposures will not change my mind. The thirty-seventh spam does not appeal to me any more that the first one did.

And, of course, the obligatory…what the HELL, man.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.


breeden
ursulav

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On a whim, I tried to calculate how much art I've done in the last two months, using DeviantART and my old invoices.

31 paintings for fun.

2 presents.

10 interior illos.

2 covers.

16 happy frogs or related silliness.

15 pages of Digger.

That's...um...76 paintings in two months, which is more than one a day. More if I finish anything before next week, which I damn well better.

A) No wonder my wrists hurt occasionally.

B) I am gonna stop feeling guilty about those afternoon naps now.

C) What the HELL are they putting in the water here in Cary?!

While I work very fast, admittedly, even for me this is sort of ridiculous and not a pace I can realistically expect to sustain without experiencing severe eventual burnout. However, it's a little gratifying to know that my feelings of being swamped and never making any headway are unfounded, and cheers me enormously, even as my inbox continues to fill.

breeden
ursulav

(no subject)

On a whim, I tried to calculate how much art I’ve done in the last two months, using DeviantART and my old invoices.

31 paintings for fun.

2 presents.

10 interior illos.

2 covers.

16 happy frogs or related silliness.

15 pages of Digger.

That’s…um…76 paintings in two months, which is more than one a day. More if I finish anything before next week, which I damn well better.

A) No wonder my wrists hurt occasionally.

B) I am gonna stop feeling guilty about those afternoon naps now.

C) What the HELL are they putting in the water here in Cary?!

While I work very fast, admittedly, even for me this is sort of ridiculous and not a pace I can realistically expect to sustain without experiencing severe eventual burnout. However, it’s a little gratifying to know that my feelings of being swamped and never making any headway are unfounded, and cheers me enormously, even as my inbox continues to fill.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.


breeden
ursulav

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In relief and joy at being done with happy frogdom (except for the edits) I painted this little Christiansen-inspired guy (And YES, Rafferty, it's a rat!)

http://yerf.com/vernursu/packrat.jpg

My original thought was to draw it all out carefully and paint around the edge of each little individual bit. Then I said "Screw dat!" and just painted in the big bags and the chest--everything else I added in over the top. That's the nice thing about the covering power of acrylic, and it took a great deal less time--I was able to do his entire pack in an afternoon. Ah...sweet clayboard. I should get more. Except that I've run 'em out of the cradled stuff and need to wait for their warehouse to ship more.

Photography came out a LOT better this time, with the new lighting. The washout, while still present, is a great deal reduced, and the colors came out nice and bright. James is doing all the photography, and hopefully it'll get better with time.

Man, so nice to be able to spend most of a day on one of MY pieces again!

breeden
ursulav

(no subject)

In relief and joy at being done with happy frogdom (except for the edits) I painted this little Christiansen-inspired guy (And YES, Rafferty, it’s a rat!)

http://yerf.com/vernursu/packrat.jpg

My original thought was to draw it all out carefully and paint around the edge of each little individual bit. Then I said “Screw dat!” and just painted in the big bags and the chest–everything else I added in over the top. That’s the nice thing about the covering power of acrylic, and it took a great deal less time–I was able to do his entire pack in an afternoon. Ah…sweet clayboard. I should get more. Except that I’ve run ‘em out of the cradled stuff and need to wait for their warehouse to ship more.

Photography came out a LOT better this time, with the new lighting. The washout, while still present, is a great deal reduced, and the colors came out nice and bright. James is doing all the photography, and hopefully it’ll get better with time.

Man, so nice to be able to spend most of a day on one of MY pieces again!

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.