No, no. The meaning is UNDER the clothes.


Babylon Zoo - The Boy With The X-Ray Eyes - Space Man

7

you're innocent when you dream!

I would like to apologize to everyone on Blogstream who would like me to grace (or befuddle) their pages with bits of wisdom or madness. I've been so busy recently, I haven't even had time for all the things I normally do in life.

The reason being, is because I am trying to become a musician whose works you can buy. I've applied to become an iTunes musician, even though the wait for someone to even look at my application will be a while. In the meantime, I'm uploading all my music to Beats Digital, based in Brighton, England.

In effect, I've released my first album! On Beats Digital! Ultra schway!

You can go there and listen to the two-minute sound samples of my music. I don't expect any of you to buy it. This is not an advertising plug. I also have some of my music on my Myspace page.

My "band" name is 5:00. Just type in 5:00 in the search bar on Beats Digital (www.beatsdigital.com) or go to www.myspace.com/5x00.

The only reason why I haven't released my other three albums on Beats Digital yet, is because one of the best songs I've ever created uses some content from Apple, specifically, the audio track from their "1984" commercial. I have to wait for them to give me the okay. The original track is on my second album, and there's a remix on the third. I'm not going to post the fourth album out of order, either. If they don't give me the okay, I just remove the audio track, and release my music as normal.

The worst case scenario is that I don't make any money. Fortunately, I can't lose money, either (unless I wanted to use SnoCap from Myspace, then I would lose money.)

So, I apologize for not being there when you guys are. I do feel left out.

DarkUFO - (no album) - Quantum Teleportation

7

with cahoot the scandal

Okay, this has to be done, just because of the hilarity.

As you may recall, I am an RPG gamer. One of the things I'm not certain if I told you - is that I used to belong to one of the larger gaming groups in Oregon. Our splinter group was known as The Stupid Stoner Gamers. Well, one day - years ago, our little SSG group decided that we should hang out with the more popular components of our gaming community. We decided to hang out with .... (cue dramatic music) BEN.

Ben, as he shall be known, is quite possibly the most infamous of our Game Masters. I met him in high school, when we both had something in common - being bullied around by weightlifters. Ben is a player killer. You are lucky to have your character survive ONE session with him. A lot of people wind up making multiple characters per gaming session with him. I suppose the attraction to his style of playing is the challenge - to get your character to survive the longest.

That day, we decided to play Vampire - The Masquerade, with Ben being the Game Master. It was an easy decision - they were already in a campaign, and half of the total group that showed up already had characters made. There was little waiting as us freshmen were introduced to the game.

Here was the story - the Vampire "Queen" (so to speak) called forth our group from one of her nightly parties to investigate a kidnapping. Because in this game, most of the vampires are civilized, have a rigid (stiff!) society, and are trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible - when a vampire kidnaps a normal human - this is something of consternation. Now, I barely remember the exact details of the group, but keep in mind that my friend Alan and I were Malkavian Vampires - technically speaking, the one and only group of vampires that are considered insane.

So, as we have this enormous group (the vets and the freshmen) we decide to split up and search for clues. Naturally, the vets group up on their own, leaving the new guys to figure it out for themselves. Here's where we had problems.

Our SSG group can deal with balance - some thinking, some hack and slash. However, Ben's game was ALL THINKING. We gamed for about 10 hours, and at the fifth hour, the SSG group just SNAPPED.

We did get our preliminary clue-gathering done, but that's where it fell apart. We decided to get clues from the local hospital where supposedly, someone knew something. In the ensuing series of monkey-brained blunders, we wound up killing three people, getting into a shootout with the police, destroying the bottom floor of the hospital, and causing unknown numbers of traumas upon those that survived.

Then, with what we knew, we went out to find more information on another person linked to the case. We just broke into his house. My character was shot - point blank - in the chest with a double barreled shotgun. Fortunately, we were all vampires, so it was just a massive inconvenience. We wound up killing that guy, and a few others too.

Amazingly, we came up with another name in the puzzle. By this time, we were eight hours into the game, and just stark raving mad. We drove up to the vampire suspects' house, and attempted to make nice-nice with one of us as a representative. When the rep was taking too long, the other vampire characters from our SSG group ROLLED DOWN THE WINDOWS OF OUR CAR, LEANED OUT, AND STARTED YELLING, "KILL HIM!! KILL HIM!! KILL HIM!!"

Later on, in a desperate attempt to find out who was at the bottom of this, we broke into the vampire suspects' house. THIS... as any Vampire The Masquerade player can attest to... is a massive crime - far worse than regular breaking an entering. With Vampires, it is totally different, closer to murder than felonious entry. We broke into his home, killed his thralls, and then wound up killing him.

At the end of the session, we had no idea who had done any of the kidnapping, and we had killed at least seven people WHO HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE KIDNAPPING, destroyed a hospital, several cars, and broke into a Vampire's home. Oh, the Vampire Queen was not amused. She had Josh and Alan sentenced to death by being chained to the roof until dawn. Ryan and I had our characters enslaved. But, quite frankly, we had so much fun that it didn't really matter.


Aboriginal Dreamtime - (no album) - Quasi Stellar Radio Objects

7

all the answers are merely illusions created by seven

I just had an immensely satisfying burst of cleaning. Oh sure, during the week, my organization and cleaning skills may slip a little, but at the end of the week: two hands, three cleaners, an hour, and a mission - I will clean the apartment.

From what I recall, Nightbug is also someone who cannot stand dirt and disorder. I can just imagine Nightbug and myself in the "Nightbug and Seven Principality" (NSP) HQ, both lying on the floor, breathing hard and being exhausted after a whirlwind of absolute cleaning. Sam is panting next to Nightbug, and my parakeet "Psycho" is pretending to be a bird-of-prey against our collective minions - in reality, all he's doing is chewing on their noses and ears.

(cue Adam Warlock and Mr. Fisk reporting innocently reporting in via videophone com)

Nightbug: "That was amazing."

Seven: "Was it good for you, too?"

Nightbug: "Hell yeah, bitch!"

Seven: (grabs loofah) "Want to do it again?"

Nightbug: (grabs duster) "BRING IT."

(cue Adam Warlock and Mr. Fisk turning off the coms, because what they've just witnessed - out of context - is almost too scary.)

I do have a confession to make. I am an RPG gamer. By this I mean games like D&D, Deadlands, Call of Cthulu, Mage, Rifts (only rarely, don't hit me!), Shadowrun, BESM, and even rarer still - Tinker's Damn.

I have been gaming for over a decade. Sometimes, that's something to be proud of, sometimes not. It is, however, NEAR-IMPOSSIBLE to get a date with that fact. What's even worse is that I'm the creator of the gaming group known as the Stupid Stoner Gamers. We do have a selection of movies on Youtube - DON'T WATCH THEM. THEY WILL BURN YOUR MIND FROM THE INSIDE OUT.

But, what I do have is a fact sheet. It is all from experience. Let it guide you in your ways through life, and you will prosper just as I have. Okay, I hear you snickering back there. These are not in any order.

* Salvation lies in the green hellfire. (Deadlands)

* Chinese men with cardboard tubes EXPLODE. (Deadlands)

* Never let the preacher borrow ANYTHING. (Deadlands)

* Any time you are confronted with a book - BURN IT - or you will go insane. (Call of Cthulu)

* With a Dex 45, you can kill someone in plain sight - WITH PEOPLE WATCHING - and nobody will have seen you. (D&D)

* If you create a frictionless force tube during your Mage challenge with your mentor, and telekinetically sling him around it at high velocity, don't lose your concentration. [I'll leave your imagination to figure out what happened.] (Mage)

* If you accumulate, and mess around with Paradox too much, you will be subject to the most ridiculous of situations. Such as plowing your car into the ONE AND ONLY TREE in the middle of nowhere. (Mage)

* Werewolves can withstand a multi-nuclear warhead ground zero. (Rifts)

* You cannot summon a blue whale to drop upon your enemies. (D&D)

* The proper way of conducting a kidnapping investigation is NOT to send someone to ask a suspect questions, and then pour your group's bodies out of the car window, and start shouting, "KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM!" (Vampire, The Masquerade; yes, we freaking did that.)

* If your group is surrounded by an angry posse that is armed to the teeth, just before they pull the triggers, they will turn their rifles around and start shooting at the one guy you have sitting on the cliff waiting to rain terror upon them. (Deadlands)

* Do not question why the Adventurers are sleeping with their beds inside the doorways. (D&D)

* Do not go to the Far Realm. And if you break this rule, do not force-feed the locals your gold coins. (D&D)

* Yes, with the Prime realm of magic, you can stretch your limbs just like Dhalsim from Street Fighter, but when you put your fist through the wall, it's still going to hurt. (Mage)

* If you wind up in a realm that seem to have no laws and boundaries that you're used to, you have better things to do than to attempt to scoop up the floor into a bottle. [?] {I don't know how that came up in game, but it happened} (D&D)

* Whenever a wizard looks at you and asks, "My, aren't you conveniently full of blood," that would be the time to run like your life depends on it. (D&D)

* You cannot outrun the Frenzying Barbarian Dwarf. Just hope that you have enough healing potions. (D&D)

* Do not dare question Og, or for that matter, the Son of Og. (D&D)

* You THINK you can take on the Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse, but you can't. (Rifts)

I will have to come up with more later. It's one in the morning, and I have to be civil today.


Dead Kennedys - Plastic Surgery Disasters - The Owl

7

we.deal.in.MIND.CONTROL

Nightbug's post on her sudden epiphany got me in a contemplative mood. For the first time in years, I drove to the grocery store without the music on.

I used to have those feelings a lot, A LOT, when I was a teenager. And the question was the same, "Is this it? I've made it out of childhood without being killed by my parents or by myself only to do this for the rest of my life?"

It took me YEARS of thinking to get to the bottom of why I thought this way. Only recently did I find out why. And in good timing too, because it was starting eat me away inside.

There were three goals I needed to meet:

1) I needed a hobby or activity that could grab my attention for more than a year.

2) I needed to change my scenery, so I wouldn't get bored or trapped in an endless loop of "the same every day."

3) I needed "someone special" to share my life with, so I don't feel so alone.

Not everyone needs the same thing, except for number 3. We are social animals and we need others.

I have yet to come up with a definite number 1, and for number 2 - there's lots of downtown Portland I haven't explored. But number 3 is the hardest one of all, and what leaves me incomplete.

When it's dark, and I'm falling asleep, just before unconsciousness hits, the thought comes up, "Was today what you wanted it to be? Is that all you wanted to do?"

It doesn't hurt me as much anymore, because I know what three goals I have to meet.

Donots - Rock Against Bush v1 - Time's Up

7

rocket powered ambulatory robot hands