Tonight....
I thought about all those silly celebrities who make sex tapes then get upset when they are "accidentally" exposed to the public. Before tonight, I had never had sympathy for the fools. Why leave copies with your not famous, ex lover? Why even perform so lewdly on film? Or, why make it in the first place? Before, they were fools. I apologize to them all. No, I didnt make a sex tape, but I now understand the seduction of performance. Being on camera, especially when one has the illusion of privacy, can be purely intoxicating. Combined with other inhibition-freeing agents, (such as alcohol, drugs, hunger, sleep deprivation, or new-toy hysteria) can lead to some dangerous results. I call it an oops coctail(Not really. I just made that up and probably will never use it again.) I mixed a lack of sleep, hunger, and the elation (ever heard of "boys and their toys"?) of a new camera. Watching the results were brutal. I dont even know what happened. I just remember once the camera was on, I had to fill it with stupidity. The results ended up in a short, independant film with no words, but good music. The video was forty five seconds of me being a dummo, but combined with an hour of dillusional post editing, and I can now never run for public office. .Maybe I should just make it public right now, so my opponents wont be able to blindside the public with it ever? Maybe. Oh well, not like I could ever be president anyway...-j