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Creepy costumes guy

So while I was wandering around downtown Tempe today, I finally got myself to venture into the Costume shop that I’ve known was there for years, but have never bothered visiting since I really don’t need a costume. I did manage to buy a little cream makeup for my head for halloween (you may see the finished effect if you see me that night), though the costume shop guy emphasized that he really doesn’t have much in the way of retail products, except what may be needed to go with costumes he has available for rent, so i was lucky to find the clown makeup I was looking for. While I was there I saw that he had quite a lot of costumes packed from wal-to-wall in his tiny shop, and I’m sure that if you’re looking for a costume, he has something that will appeal to you at what seem like reasonable rental prices. Before I left, he mentioned his website and gave me a flyer. Now, since I’m still not in the market for a costume, I was simply going to ignore the website’s very existence, until just a few moments ago as I was cleaning up the living room a bit and took a look at the flyer.

Something about it struck me as odd. I think it’s something about that costume shop guy himself. I noticed it when i was in his presence at the store this morning, and it really came through in the photo of him dressed up as a pimp on the flyer. “Wait,” I thought to myself as I noticed that the ‘model’ in the photo was also apparently the owner and operator of the costume shop, “if he’s the pimp, I wonder if he’s in these other cosutmes…” It turned out that every male pictured on the flyer, the pimp, the musketeer, the civil war general, the international man of mystery, the gay blade, and the circa 20’s gangster were all that same guy. It was pretty creepy.

I leapt up and punched the address into my browser http://photos.yahoo.com/fantasycostumes. Take a look at this series of costume photos. For a while, I thought that the creepy thing about these photos was that it was the same creepy guy in every photo, or the creepy look on his face that seems to embody a loathing for dressing up in costumes and an impatience with life all at once, or even the strangeness of the whole thing when I realised that he was the model and the photographer, taking dozens of photos of himself… was just creepy. Then I realised just how many different women he was photographed with. This creepy little guy hasn’t just got one paid model in to do a photo-shoot with him in a variety of costumes, he’s got literally dozens of different women on his arm. Dozens.

Now, are these people off the street? Is he doing so well in the costumes business that he can afford to hire dozens of female models to pose with him (and if so, why not get some male models so he doesn’t have to go through the apparent torture of actually wearing the costumes)? Is this a series of girlfriends and lovers and kinky sex addicts he’s got dressing up in his costumes to fulfill their fantasies, whom he photographs before he ravages? How creepy is it to picture this guy ravaging dozens of women in kinky ways?

So, there you have it. Creepy costumes guy. Go rent a costume from him. If you’re roughly his siz,e you can bet he’s not only worn it, but had it torn off him by a sex-starved nymphette just looking for a good time. Maybe you can find the same girl to rip it off you. Heck, that should be your basis for choosing a costume; look through the photos on the site & choose a young woman you’d like to ravage yoruself, and then rent the costume the costume shop guy was wearing next to her.

Or don’t.

Stupid fucking awake

So, I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it here enough, but I’ve been having trouble getting to sleep at a reasonable time lately. And getting up at a reasonable time, as well. Tonight I went out for a bike-ride and when I got home a little before seven, I was actually tired enough to fall alseep, so I laid down and actually managed to get to sleep pretty quickly, and well before 3AM. Except then a bit after 9, Marie gave me a call and chatted for twenty minutes, and now my mind is fully on, and no matter how tired I am (I tried getting back to sleep, and my brain simply would not shut up) I can’t get back to sleep.

Except I need to get up tomorrow morning to go apply where Marie works & try to convince them to hire me even though I can’t possibly attend their official training class. Then at noon I need to be at the opposite end of Tempe to meet with someone from Primerica, to try to start doing that, too.

With what now amounts to a nap, I doubt I’ll be able to get to sleep before 3AM AGAIN. Stupid fucking awake. I just wanted to be asleep.

I don’t even have any homework to do, since both of my classes just had portfolios due. I do have plenty of movies to watch, though. Due to mis-calculation last week, there were two more movies than I knew of opening. This week open another five, plus one more I’ve been wanting to see for about a month, to boot. That’s eight movies, folks. Theoretically, I’ll be seeing one of them Saturday with Zoe. We’ll see how the rest of that works out. I think it depends on how I feel after talking to Primerica. They’re the sort of place I can work for in addition to the other job I’m trying to get & make potentially a large amount of money. We’ll see after I get more official information and agree to drink their kool-aid tomorrow. Or was it some other ritual? Maybe I should go apply to work for the Scientologists, afterall.

Trying to sleep/Stats

Right now, at almost two o’clock in the morning, I am eating a sandwich. Not because I am hungry, but because I hope my digestive system will require sufficient resources to digest it that I will be able to get to sleep. People get drowsy after eating a big meal. Just last night I nearly fell asleep in my homework after eating a sandwich very much like this one, after only having been awake seven hours. I’ve been having trouble getting to sleep before three-thirty of four in the morning though, most nights lately. I’m going to wash this down with a glass of milk, which I know contains chemicals that also encourage sleep, and then lay down.

While I sip my milk, I’m going to comment on statistics: Hitbox, the site/service I use as my primary means of collecting statistics about traffic across all my sites, smokes crack. Or something like it. It tracks things fine, but it also automatically offers predictions about how much traffic I can expect in coming days, weeks, and months. For instance, it says I’ve already had 1,790 unique visitors to ME sites in the month of October. Fine, fine. We’ve had more than 100 people visiting the site every day so far this month, most days over 125. Problem is, it’s currently predicting that we’ll only get about 2,100 total unique visitors for the rest of the month. Now, to you and me, it’s the middle of the month, but in Hitbox’ crack-filled world-view, there are only two or three days left in October (at 100-150 visitors a day, we’ll hit 2,100 in no time). According to my own calculations based on conservative estimates, we’ll have nearly 3,700 unique visitors in the month of October, an all time high for Modern Evil sites.

Our previous record month was June 2000 with 2,475 visitors, but that was broken last month with 2,664 people visiting Modern Evil. The previous record was a sudden, temporary surge in readers of Iain’s comic strip due to some very large-breasted women being featured in it. The current high traffic has been steadily building all year, without ANY regular comics on the site. Here’s to more record-breaking traffic, and to Hitbox getting off the crack.

I can feel the tryptophan and digestive processes kicking in. I’m going to go lay down now.