Screwing myself with my hand
If you are a regular reader of this website, you know that your girl Pistol is a Thinker. You’ll often find me musing about such fascinating and diverse topics as Art and Technology, not to mention weighing in on the most important and controversial issues of today! I’m basically a public intellectual.
Thoughts come at me like 24/7. This morning over breakfast, a new one popped up: How did people masturbate before the internet?
Then I remembered that a lot of people masturbate to pictures of naked girls, and magazines dedicated to pictures of naked girls have been around pretty much forever.
I realized I needed to be more specific if I was going to pursue this line of inquiry! So the next thing I asked myself was, How did people masturbate to pictures of Stephen Malkmus before the internet?
Pictures of Stephen Malkmus used to be hard to come by.
Heh!
Once upon a time, it was 1994, and there weren’t any pictures of him in any of the Pavement liner notes, except for a very blurry one in Slanted and Enchanted. Magazines weren’t much help either, although I did once cut a tiny picture out of Spin. I can see it in my mind’s eye still: a lovely juxtaposition of face, hair, t-shirt, arms, guitar. Our hero appeared to be extremely drunk. I kept it in my wallet–”Wanna see a picture of my boyfriend?”–until it got wet somehow and disintegrated.
Hence, you can imagine Young Pistol’s elation at the release of Wowee Zowee! “Finally,” I sighed, clutching the CD to my nascent bosom, “a faithful likeness!”
How innocent that seems now. I never would’ve dared dream that with just a few clicks of the mouse, literally hundreds of pictures of Stephen Malkmus would be available to me! That I could check back any time I wanted to see if any new ones had materialized! That I could spend hours culling my favorites, and build my very own Stephen Malkmus Stroke Gallery!
Today I share with you some of the high points:




This one works well as a closer:

DANG!
2 Responses to “Screwing myself with my hand”
1 Left Hook 9 June 2007 @ 12:28 pm
“Until it got wet somehow.”
Huh.
2 Pistol Whip 9 June 2007 @ 4:57 pm
reckon I walked right into that one!
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