. . . listening to Soundgarden A-sides, and randomly cruisin' the web . . .

Which i'll be getting used to, for this delinquent will be going on house arrest for a good chunk of the summer.

But i figured out the bug that screwed me out of seeing any pictures whatsoever online, including the Yahoo logo among other things . . . it seriously blocked all access to Suicide Girls viewing, and i was heartbroken.

And rightfully so . . .

Because, as everybody who has even caught a glimpse of a punker-girl, or a rocker-girl, or any kind of girl that's not cut from the MTV Laguna Beach/Hills stone . . . and has been struck by a speechless, breathless state . . . you know that these are the true blue Beauties of society.

I've been on this site for a year and a half now, and I'm amazed by them every single day.

I fell into the Suicide Girls trance in Boston, after my sister's Graduation. Weaving through Harvard Square and finding myself in a random bookstore. Leafing through the hardcovers and I see "Suicide Girls" on an ash-gray book spine . . . I had to check it out.

I opened it up to a page towards the middle and was greeted by tattoos and pubic hair, and I thought I stumbled into something uncharted . . . like I had found something never discussed, let alone explored.

I should have bought that book!

Then in a drunken spending spree about two years later, I purchased cable TV and DSL internet. In a drunken channel flipping session, I stumbled across The Suicide Girls: First Tour. As I sat with my jaw on the floor beneath me, I snapped out of it and went to the computer . . .

I've been a member ever since.

So, in this random blog, I hope to acheive 2 things . . . to express my gratitude for a site like this, and to refresh myself to this site.

It's a great feeling to be a part of this, even as only a member . . . but I still feel like SG is my little secret, and nobody can understand unless...

. . . listening to Soundgarden A-sides, and randomly cruisin' the web . . .

Which i'll be getting used to, for this delinquent will be going on house arrest for a good chunk of the summer.

But i figured out the bug that screwed me out of seeing any pictures whatsoever online, including the Yahoo logo among other things . . . it seriously blocked all access to Suicide Girls viewing, and i was heartbroken.

And rightfully so . . .

Because, as everybody who has even caught a glimpse of a punker-girl, or a rocker-girl, or any kind of girl that's not cut from the MTV Laguna Beach/Hills stone . . . and has been struck by a speechless, breathless state . . . you know that these are the true blue Beauties of society.

I've been on this site for a year and a half now, and I'm amazed by them every single day.

I fell into the Suicide Girls trance in Boston, after my sister's Graduation. Weaving through Harvard Square and finding myself in a random bookstore. Leafing through the hardcovers and I see "Suicide Girls" on an ash-gray book spine . . . I had to check it out.

I opened it up to a page towards the middle and was greeted by tattoos and pubic hair, and I thought I stumbled into something uncharted . . . like I had found something never discussed, let alone explored.

I should have bought that book!

Then in a drunken spending spree about two years later, I purchased cable TV and DSL internet. In a drunken channel flipping session, I stumbled across The Suicide Girls: First Tour. As I sat with my jaw on the floor beneath me, I snapped out of it and went to the computer . . .

I've been a member ever since.

So, in this random blog, I hope to acheive 2 things . . . to express my gratitude for a site like this, and to refresh myself to this site.

It's a great feeling to be a part of this, even as only a member . . . but I still feel like SG is my little secret, and nobody can understand unless they actually UNDERSTAND.

thank you, SG . . . you make a grown man cry/steveO