The Songs of Johnny Go

Wow. That's beautiful. I may have to use that, that's... that's perfect.

(by the way, hi! Where you been of late? I hardly see you around!)

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heykidzcomix.livejournal.com

Depressed, mostly. You know how it is.

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Hm, indeed. Well, we miss you, just so you know.

"We" being the voices in my head. They're all supportive, don't worry.

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chickenhat.livejournal.com

Name that Kevin Bacon movie for 50 points,

"Aw hell, we ALL knew, we just didn't tell YOU!"

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I honestly have no idea! I give up. Then again, Kevin Bacon doesn't generally appear in my DVD collection.

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icewolf010.livejournal.com

Signs! There must be signs for you to hold as you fall off the cliff!

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I don't think they make signs that big. Concise isn't my forte.

Still, maybe I should carry flash cards in my pocket. The next time I have a Hefnerian situation, I go into the wallet and pull out the "yipes!" card. And possibly follow that with the "YIPES!" card.

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kali921.livejournal.com

Jeez, kiddo...you wanna size down that ego to fit back in the airplane hangar? ;-)

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You... somehow seem to be taking it as me giving myself a compliment.

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kali921.livejournal.com

You're too young to have people writing essays in The New Yorker about your life! Look, I know it's all about the emotional exhibitionism, but what about the LITTLE PEOPLE?

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But sweetie, I hardly know anything about you! I've never even seen a picture of you! I just write what I know... don'tcha know. ;)

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You know I haven't seen one either.

I don't think she exists. Figment! Figment of our collective imagination!

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After two years of still having no proof of her actual existence,

spacechild and I are convinced that she's really just an AI construct.

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Speaking of constructs, we just got in Andorian and Spock figures today. I have not watched anything other than the original Bones/Sulu/et al campfest, but I wanna buy and round up all of the tiny cloth figures and play with them all day.

Do you think that might be a little weird?

I mean if you like walked in my store...

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... if you did it, sir?

Furthermore, bear in mind to whom you speak. What I do or don't find weird doesn't exactly count in the real world.

Furthermore furthermore, I'm writing a play about a girl working alone at a Games Workshop, who spends every minute alone talking to her Frodo figurine. So I... sympathize?

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It's an honest question.

PS. http://www.myspace.com/tripodaussie
I just changed my profile song to "Hot Girl in the Comic Shop", because one of my regulars said I was attractive in an off-hand sort of way, and he wasn't a mouthbreather-- and it made me feel kind of good about myself.

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It's an honest question.

PS. http://www.myspace.com/tripodaussie
I just changed my profile song to "Hot Girl in the Comic Shop", because one of my regulars said I was attractive in an off-hand sort of way, and he wasn't a mouthbreather-- and it made me feel kind of good about myself.

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Honestly, then?

I would be taken aback, but intrigued and amused, and honestly, a little heartened. A hardcore rocker girl who also plays with Trek figures? It's pretty damn awesome, really.

Sure, the "norms" might not know how the handle it. But screw 'em anyway.

And indeed, you truly being, quite literally, a hot girl in a comic shop, gives extra points. If you were one of my older male managers, okay, might be a bit creepy. You totally pull it off, I bet, I bet.

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Haha, thanks.

It just threw me threw a loop because I don't think I'm attractive by any means. And I always get tongue-tied whenever there's someone who's like remotely good-looking in the store. It like never happens.

Maybe I need to move to Shelbyville, since I bet there's an analogue hipster comicbook store where the proprietor isn't dating a girl named Strawberry.

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Well, you are, so deal with it. And I say that lovingly.

But her purse is a lunchbox! You could totally take her.

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I don't know if I could date someone who butchered "What's New Pussycat?" both in English and Korean.

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adaptor.livejournal.com

The image that should be used to illustrate Hefnerian in the dictionary is the coyote looking routinely disgruntled and holding up an 'oh no' sign in that moment after running off the cliff but before the fall.

I smell icons.

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Icons, nothing! I smell my next photo shoot theme!

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Erm... stop chasing Roadrunners?

Watch out for anvils?

I'm not very good with metaphors.

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But the roadrunners have boobs!

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I know, I know. But there are probably other coyotes with boobs, too. Much simpler, and none of the complications that come from inter-species dating!

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Give me a break, I'm trying here.

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Damn it, for the last time, people, I am not gay! Okay, so my arms are loose and flaily, and okay, sure I sob like a baby at the end of SUNDAY IN THE PARK WITH GEORGE, but that doesn't mean that...

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That is where you were going with the metaphor, right? Because otherwise, I don't want to have to start dating wild canines. I hate rugburn.

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Agh, no, that's not where I was going! I meant more like... there are people who run, and people who chase them. Perhaps if you are tired of chasing people who only run, you should learn to recognize runners and look for people who are more... on the same page as you.*

I told you I was bad with metaphors.

*Please note that the last person I dated ran off to Newfoundland to be with someone who wouldn't leave them standing in the rain or whatever. My relationship advice is best taken with a grain of salt, probably.

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hehehe, no, no, I know that! It's an old running gag with me, in that Hefnerian sense. At least, I know you weren't going that way.

Somewhere in here there is a solid metaphor. But it needs to be sifted, and I need sleep. But you're definitely onto something.

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Whew. Because I love gay men, really, but there are plenty in my life already. One proposed to me at the MAC store this evening.

I hate it when I'm on the verge on something big, but it comes after a bout of insomnia and I'm just too tired to make that final stretch. Hope you get some sleep.

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Wow, you're my second Canadian comic-artist ladyfriend who has gaggles of gay men in her life. Wonder how that works out?

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Hah! Does your other Canadian comic-artist ladyfriend also work in a bookstore that sells gay porn and sex toys? Because I'm pretty sure that's where the majority of my gay boyfriends come from.

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mirthical.livejournal.com

don't trust acme products, no matter how awesome "rocket roller skates" may sound.

beware of murals of tunnels.

explosives, in general, are less effective than you think.

embrace your inner mime?

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But... but they have catapults now! Sure, they've all been defective in the past, but I know these ones will work, I know they will!

Also, I have heard it said that I should do a silent movie, so maybe...?

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spacechild.livejournal.com

Wait.. what happened?

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