so i went to the library today, to get what ever was being shipped to me via ILL (small town libraries, ive read thru what i could in about 2 mos.)

and to greet me was out/lines:gay graphics before stonewall. which is basically porn--an impt, amazing, well constructed, beautiful book that compiles erotic emphermea that would have been lost otherwise--but sucking and fucking, ones, twos, threes, orgies, bdsm, rape fantasies, etc etc-from france, britian, canada, the us, germany, finland.

this is a small town--the woman who usally deals with these is amazing, incredibly cool.
1) she was asked by tim who requested it, in a way that made me sound like some kind of fag perve, and susan responded, that easton boy--which was such an arch way that it blew apart everything
2) there is a fellow librarian who is basically homophobic, and susan was tempted to allow her to process the book, which she should have done
3) she bitched about the mothers who would have had a coniption fit, and she used the word politically correct in a really withering, babbit harper valley pta kind of way.

the porn is fantastic, and as porn usually does, it indicates all sorts of politics--the standard id stuff, which i could talk about, but the best ones are by an anon. english artist. of sex in pubs, back rooms, confessionals, etc--really common places, which is neat anyways. But the absoulte best thing about them, is that all of them have these huge goofy grins, like they are having fun--you never see smiles in porn anymore--that and they all look like you or rugby players. there is something so ordinary and wonderful about the documentary aspect of it they also seem really timeless, like they could be done by anytime from chaucer onwards

i also finished my box of froot loops today. and was really looking forward to the prize, until i realised it was a pedometer--now im a 24 yr old man who should know better, but for a 6 yr old you can imagine a shittier prize. does everything have to be healthy and perscriptive.