"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Bored minds and idle hands.

<@dragorn> quiet evening
<@bda> dragorn: It's Valentine's Day.
<@bda> Anyone worth a damn is out building up credits for sex.
<@dragorn> bda: oh, right
<@nrmlgrl> wee
< jbs> Sex credits?
<@bda> Yeah, you didn't know?
< jbs> Clearly, no.
< jbs> ;)
<@bda> If you spend money on movie, dinner, balet, a play, etc, you get chits.
<@bda> These chits can be traded in for various sexual acts.
<@bda> They can also be combined to form upgrades.
< jbs> How many for a Charleston Steamer?
<@nrmlgrl> upgrades?
<@bda> You have to go to a sex exchange to get the chits converted.
<@bda> Ditto any of the other vaporware sex acts.
<@bda> nrmlgrl: Three handjobs = one blowjob.
<@bda> etc, etc.
<@bda> These haven't hit San Francisco yet? I am shocked and dismayed.
<@javaman> bryan is 3/4s of a way to a full cockpunch
<@bda> What'd I do?
<@bda> I am explaining sexonomics.
<@javaman> haha
<@bda> If you don't wish to be educated, you can go fuck yourself!
<@bda> (Cost: 0.5 rimjob)

irk
February 14, 2006 8:26 PM