Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

Originally published at benchilada. You can comment here or there.

I’ll be shifting hosts in a few days, so benchilada.net may be down for a little bit.

While I have no doubt that you’ll survive, I do want you to know that if you need anything while I’m gone, there are other resources that can help.

Can I just say how much I love the barter culture? I recently put up a request for a bowling-ball on the local Craigslist–Nadja’s making a gazing-ball for the back yard–and was happy to hear that a person was willing to go swapsies for it.

As such, I paid this:

For this:

It’s a great world.

Speaking of great things, here’s a movie you’ll either love or hate, depending on how awesome you are. It is NOT what you think you’re expecting; instead, it’s freaky and terrifying. Watching it with particular intoxicants may result in your experience being more visceral.

I think that’s it for now.

Love,

benjamin

Over at LibraryThing, I only have 800+ of my books entered. I figure I have at least that many more to go.

In other news: next Mo-Lan Devils installment is in my head, clawing to get out when I have a few minutes. Time to meet Cunning, one of the Demon Fists of the Mo Lan Devils.

Oh, and Karl is starting pages for LAST SHOT.

I'm wired.

b