City News entry for Friday, May 18th, 2007
I went over to Whiskey's place this past weekend and gave him my old scanner and set up his computer so he can finally directly upload to the site. Maybe now we'll get more Whiskey posts...or maybe less. There isn't really any rhyme or reason to that guy. :P
- Redfield
You Once Said You Loved Me
The results are in and it looks like most of you ladies don't care if your man keeps his private-place in order because you either like your men to be burly or because you aren't giving him any action tonight. Perhaps because he didn't trim? A vicious cycle...I went over to Whiskey's place this past weekend and gave him my old scanner and set up his computer so he can finally directly upload to the site. Maybe now we'll get more Whiskey posts...or maybe less. There isn't really any rhyme or reason to that guy. :P
- Redfield
City News entry for Friday, May 11th, 2007
Also, in case you missed it, this is in response to Whiskey's Monday post (last paragraph).
- Redfield
Head In The Clouds
I'm keeping the poll up just in case some of you didn't vote. You know who you are. |: |Also, in case you missed it, this is in response to Whiskey's Monday post (last paragraph).
- Redfield
City News entry for Monday, May 7th, 2007
Yes, I will mount this site like Kilimanjaro.
Wouldn’t that be a great name for an ex-girlfriend? “Especially if she was fat,” you laugh? “Don’t be a dick,” I say, “We were just having fun, but now you’re being mean.” You gotta know where the line is, man.
Okay, I’ll admit it: We here at StrokeCity have no idea where the line of decency is. I usually just keep going until Redfield says we’ve gone too far. My theory is that the Line of Decency is like those lines in math that exist more in the magic realm kingdom of Hypothetica than on planet Genuine Truth.
What queer names for planets and realms.
“JeEz, what the fuck is he talking about?” you ask. Why are you using Caps all funny, that’s my response.
About the site: So Redfield and I have been working in separate towns for a while now and it has become a pain in the ass to drive down comics for him to scan. He has promised me an available scanner, though I know not his source. Should he arrive haggard and out of breath, eyebrows slightly singed, missing a segment of his little finger, carrying a busted-up cardboard box, I will not ask any questions, long as said box contains a working scanner for my use and enjoyment.
So, after some corporate-style streamlining, there will be far less bureaucracy to stand in the way between you folks and your bi-weekly SC comics being delivered relatively on time. We’re also working to fix a mysterious error so that I can upload these insightful posts of mine myself. Yes, Redfield and I are truly working in the stone age of this technological mega world.
About me:
Because I despise myspace.com for the waste of time and infinite internet space that it has produced for not all, but the majority of it’s members, I will now utilize this site as my personal blog, allowing me to be borderline hypocritical without being a full-blown hypocrite. Maybe I take drunken pictures of myself at some “off-the-hook” parties or pose for skewed indie-style self-portraits taken at arms-length with the aid of my bathroom mirror for cheap, stylistic effect, but you guys don’t need to see that crap. The weak and pointless shots stored in camera phone are my business and the only thing my bathroom should be used for is shitting blood and vomiting up the remains of a large $5 pizza or booze mixed with Nyquil (both long stories, so don’t ask).
Did any of you guys see Spiderman 3 this weekend? What did you think? My friends and I (yes, I have friends) stayed up all night on Thursday to see the movie Friday morning in IMAX at 6:30 am. After a sweet and delirious Denny’s session, we made our way to the theater, fighting very minor crowds only to wait in a rather comfy theater in what Jooj from MotA and our friend Drew referred to as “new-car smell.” Sorry, Redfield, we went without ya! But once you’re healthy again, we’ll go see it!
Anyways, I thought the special effects of the movie looked great in impeccable IMAX detail (did anyone else notice a moth on the screen?) and loved the first fight scene with the “new goblin.” Still, I felt the movie could have used one more fight scene right in the middle. Don’t get me wrong, the characterization was great and the humanistic elements were entertaining, making Spiderman 3 a good movie, but I was hoping for a good SPIDERMAN movie! Just one more fight scene in the middle, okay Raimi? Maybe on the special edition dvd? (nod to Ian).
So, quick Whiskey purposeless mini-poll. If any of you readers out there have an opinion, please let us know at wj@strokecity.com. So, lots of girls shave their private area before going on a date, right? Guys, we appreciate this, right? So, the question is: should guys also at least trim themselves up a bit before going out as a courtesy to the ladies? I dunno about all you slick-skinned motherfuckers, but I’m a pretty hairy-assed guy. I never really thought about the issue until watching the movie Harold and Kumar, one of my all-time favorite movies, by the way, but now I’m rather open to debate on the topic. If any of you read this far in the post, please let me know your thoughts! Also, feel free to send your opinions to Redfield at webmaster@strokecity.com. It would probably gross him out a lot and be really funny.
- WJ
Cleaning Pipes Good Since 1969
Hey baby, it’s been awhile…since we’ve done a “Whiskey Johnson” post, I mean. I hope you people have been enjoying seeing Redfield’s new avatar and reading some of his concise updates. For the longest time, I’d been doing all the posting and I think Redfield really had this coming. Now that he’s paid his posting dues, I suppose I should wipe the scent of pork rhines and excessive woman-sex off the slippery StrokeCity saddle and climb back on top.Yes, I will mount this site like Kilimanjaro.
Wouldn’t that be a great name for an ex-girlfriend? “Especially if she was fat,” you laugh? “Don’t be a dick,” I say, “We were just having fun, but now you’re being mean.” You gotta know where the line is, man.
Okay, I’ll admit it: We here at StrokeCity have no idea where the line of decency is. I usually just keep going until Redfield says we’ve gone too far. My theory is that the Line of Decency is like those lines in math that exist more in the magic realm kingdom of Hypothetica than on planet Genuine Truth.
What queer names for planets and realms.
“JeEz, what the fuck is he talking about?” you ask. Why are you using Caps all funny, that’s my response.
About the site: So Redfield and I have been working in separate towns for a while now and it has become a pain in the ass to drive down comics for him to scan. He has promised me an available scanner, though I know not his source. Should he arrive haggard and out of breath, eyebrows slightly singed, missing a segment of his little finger, carrying a busted-up cardboard box, I will not ask any questions, long as said box contains a working scanner for my use and enjoyment.
So, after some corporate-style streamlining, there will be far less bureaucracy to stand in the way between you folks and your bi-weekly SC comics being delivered relatively on time. We’re also working to fix a mysterious error so that I can upload these insightful posts of mine myself. Yes, Redfield and I are truly working in the stone age of this technological mega world.
About me:
Because I despise myspace.com for the waste of time and infinite internet space that it has produced for not all, but the majority of it’s members, I will now utilize this site as my personal blog, allowing me to be borderline hypocritical without being a full-blown hypocrite. Maybe I take drunken pictures of myself at some “off-the-hook” parties or pose for skewed indie-style self-portraits taken at arms-length with the aid of my bathroom mirror for cheap, stylistic effect, but you guys don’t need to see that crap. The weak and pointless shots stored in camera phone are my business and the only thing my bathroom should be used for is shitting blood and vomiting up the remains of a large $5 pizza or booze mixed with Nyquil (both long stories, so don’t ask).
Did any of you guys see Spiderman 3 this weekend? What did you think? My friends and I (yes, I have friends) stayed up all night on Thursday to see the movie Friday morning in IMAX at 6:30 am. After a sweet and delirious Denny’s session, we made our way to the theater, fighting very minor crowds only to wait in a rather comfy theater in what Jooj from MotA and our friend Drew referred to as “new-car smell.” Sorry, Redfield, we went without ya! But once you’re healthy again, we’ll go see it!
Anyways, I thought the special effects of the movie looked great in impeccable IMAX detail (did anyone else notice a moth on the screen?) and loved the first fight scene with the “new goblin.” Still, I felt the movie could have used one more fight scene right in the middle. Don’t get me wrong, the characterization was great and the humanistic elements were entertaining, making Spiderman 3 a good movie, but I was hoping for a good SPIDERMAN movie! Just one more fight scene in the middle, okay Raimi? Maybe on the special edition dvd? (nod to Ian).
So, quick Whiskey purposeless mini-poll. If any of you readers out there have an opinion, please let us know at wj@strokecity.com. So, lots of girls shave their private area before going on a date, right? Guys, we appreciate this, right? So, the question is: should guys also at least trim themselves up a bit before going out as a courtesy to the ladies? I dunno about all you slick-skinned motherfuckers, but I’m a pretty hairy-assed guy. I never really thought about the issue until watching the movie Harold and Kumar, one of my all-time favorite movies, by the way, but now I’m rather open to debate on the topic. If any of you read this far in the post, please let me know your thoughts! Also, feel free to send your opinions to Redfield at webmaster@strokecity.com. It would probably gross him out a lot and be really funny.
- WJ
