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Stay Classy, Criss

December 3, 2010, 1:22 pm

Spotted today at the B-burg Walgreen’s among the impulse purchases by the register. I’m at a loss for words, only because I don’t know where to begin. The sexyface look, smoldering out from within a wreath of neon-green price tags? The assured abuse of the word “platinum”? I’m almost curious to see what the playthings are inside, but I’ve seen his show. Self-absorbed melodrama cast in bits of shiny plastic, I’m guessing.

I’ve said it before, and it just keeps getting ever more true: Hot Topic did way, way more to yank the fangs out of dark rock than the PMRC ever did.

Tags: criss angel, eep
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Moment of Writer Awkwardness

July 30, 2010, 3:21 am

It is very, very unsettling to be writing an explicit sex scene between a death metal witch and an L.A. glam magician involving a delightful male striptease when all of a sudden, one of my cats decides to walk over the keyboard right as the condom’s getting rolled on.

And it’s not even Pollywog, the glam kitty! No! It’s Bella, the monster! The one you really don’t want to have your genitals around!

She has gone on to find a worthier target: glittery hair flowers. Good. Now, back to hitting thesaurus.com for better words than “turgid.”