Although it was originally on a public website, and I only archived it because LJ didn’t support threading and the page was enormous in December of 2000, the Naked XXXMas Archive has outlived its usefulness. Rather than being an entertaining glimpse of a single goofy day in LiveJournal history, it’s become a point of contention. It is one of the most viewed things on my website, which saddens me since it has nothing to do with my website other than I hosted it here. There are increasing numbers of people who would prefer that they be removed. I’ve respected a few requests for such removals in the past 13 months, but it just doesn’t seem like there’s any point to keeping the archive.
The mood on much of LJ has turned more introverted and frightened. The open, fun feeling that prompted the whole thing is gone. Hell, I haven’t even been one of
So, without further ado, farewell to Lianna’s Nekkid XXXmas.
current_music: Prince – Cream (NPG Mix)
current_mood: sad
I think there is little chance of the emailed gift certificate ever actually arriving for my mom’s birthday last month. The problem, of course, is all due to my entire family being computer-stupid. Not just computer-illiterate, but stupid. It’s like they don’t even consider learning anything I tell them. Why does my sister insist on using Hotmail when she has a perfectly good email address that belongs to the ISP she pays for? Why is the concept of email redirection (aliasing) so completely alien that neither my mom nor sister can wrap their minds around it?
Hotmail, for those who don’t know, is evil. They have this wonderful feature, enabled by default, called “Junk Mail Folder” which is intended to hijack spam and keep it out of your inbox. Considering that Microsoft seems to sell your Hotmail address to everyone on the planet, this seems like a peculiar thing to do. Kind of like taxing farm subsidies. Anyway, if your Hotmail address isn’t in the “To” or “CC” lines of an email, Hotmail assumes it is junk mail and throws it into the Junk Mail folder. Since I’ve grown tired of figuring out what my siblings’ email addresses are as they change more often than my home address, I’ve set up aliases for them. When I email mom@andysocial.com, for instance, it gets redirected to (get this) my sister’s email box. Why? Because my mom doesn’t have her own email, even though sis uses Hotmail and all of her kids have at least one email address each. Someone in that house can set Grandma up an email account, but nobody ever does.
Now, since the gift certificate from Amazon was sent to “mom” and not my sister’s Hotmail address, it got thrown in the Junk Mail. This is all my theory. Trying to get any kind of coherent conversation about computers from my family is like talking to a chipmunk. It may be amusing, but not very informative. So, I email my sister directly, with a CC to “mom” and tell her what to do if she does not see two copies of this email in her inbox. Does she do it? No. I have no confidence that my mom will ever get this gift certificate. I really should stick with paper when dealing with these twits.
current_music: Whodini – Freaks Come Out At Night
current_mood: annoyed
If the extra effort required to hit the shift key is too much for you, if the extra keystrokes necessary to spell out words instead of abbreviating them in random ways and using numerals in place of words is too tough, perhaps you shouldn’t be using a medium of discourse that requires typing and a reasonable ability to express oneself in English?
Just a thought before I crash.
current_music: Prince – Computer Blue
current_mood: cranky
Do it like she like it
So your baby don’t wanna sleep around
Give her what she want when she want
U’re such a hunk so full of spunk, I’ll give U
Head ‘til U’re burnin’ up
Head ‘til U get enough
Head ‘til U’re love is red
Head – love U ‘til U’re dead
U know U’re good, girl
I think U like 2 go down
current_music: Prince – Face Down
current_mood:
Although many people have remarked in the past on my predilection for rather unusual watches, generally including lots of buttons or more modes than anyone needs, this watch takes the cake.
This thing tells time in either the standard way, or in binary notation. Imagine trying to tell someone that it is already half past 110011! This is even weirder than “Swatch beats” that attempted to become a new time standard a couple years ago.
current_music: Prince – Sleep Around
current_mood: amused
I’m working on a project: put all the Prince music I own onto CDROMs as MP3 files. This is turning out to be a lot more music than I originally thought. One thing I noticed was on the “Hits” CD set: lots of the greatest hits have been the adult stuff.
Peach, Head, Come, Cream, Dirty Mind, Do me Baby, Erotic City, Feel U Up, Gett Off, Head (I like head), Horny Toad, Orgasm, Scarlet Pussy, Sleep Around, Head, Soft and Wet…How many of these songs do you recognize? Gotta love Prince.
current_music:
current_mood: horny
Now, this is unexpected. For the first time in over a year, the “Lianna” directory isn’t getting the most traffic on my site. While I have a directory dedicated to storing the pictures of naked people from last Christmas, that only got 3.29% of the traffic in the past 2 weeks. The directory holding the userpics I’ve designed for
Who would have thought: people want animated pictures of Gwen Stefani more than they want nekkid boobies. Amazing!
current_music: Prince – Pope
current_mood: surprised
From The Onion
Krispy Kreme Doughnuts Described To
Sioux City Relatives
SIOUX CITY, IA – At a family reunion Monday,
Phillip and Melissa DiResta of Orlando, FL,
attempted to convey the taste, texture, and
general deliciousness of Krispy Kreme
doughnuts to their Sioux City relatives.
“They’re doughnuts, but not, like,
doughnut-doughnuts,” Phillip told second
cousin Jon Colangelo. “They’re not like the
cakey, Dunkin’ Donuts kind, but more like,
you know, the ones that are more like bread,
only fried or glazed or something.” Over the
course of the next 10 minutes, Melissa cited
nearly a dozen other popular pastries for
comparative purposes, prompting Colangelo
to express hope that a Krispy Kreme outlet
would one day open in Sioux City.
While I was in Omaha, I finally had the opportunity to partake in what has been described as a near-orgasmic experience, akin to the ambrosia of the gods made dough. Um, I don’t get it. They’re just light donuts with double glazing. Seriously, I’d rather have an apple fritter.
Although, the chocolate-cherry cream filling was quite nice. 🙂