"I've got a pocket full of pills"

And only inappropriate lyrics come to my mind.

and Google believes the same thing. try it.

So false energy coated by adrenaline.

Saturday I started to do a ten day detox, today is day five.
I quit.

As much as I feel that food controls my life, maybe it doesn't. I was perfectly content not eating. The problem, my detox concoction repulsed me, so instead, I thought lack of nutrients would be better. I settled on Orange Juice. I spent two nights starting at 9pm laying in bed until 10 am. I felt like a brick was falling on my head, over and over and over. Caffeine withdrawals suck. But after that my energy started increasing and I couldn't sleep because I was so hyped up. Until, we are at day five.
And I quit.

I am now not tired and sick. I've got chills and they keep on coming. Man I'd wish they'd stop. That's when I decided that medications were a necessity. I was rustling through my medicine drawer and found all these random medicines that might some day come in handy. But I could not find anything that would knock me out and make me feel better. Until, I found a bag full of pills. A plethora of pills ranging from sizes and colors and smells and shapes. Realizing I have no idea what half of these are from and when I thought it would be a good idea to mix them together. I must have been on drugs when I did this. But in my bag of pills there were two blue pills. These weren't any two pills, these two were actually labeled. Praise the Lord. Tylenol PM. you were smart a label with your name was placed on the pill. Thank you Tylenol geniuses.

Now that I've finished all four of the twilight saga's, about to finish disc 3 of season 6 Gilmore
Girls, I not rest assured that I will fall asleep very shortly. I also pray that I will no longer dream of vampires.

Why does sex sell?

You are the critic, you are the the one being sold too...

Driving the streets of Los Angeles, I've noticed something. Billboards, they are everywhere. Given this is no an uncommon phenomen anywhere for that matter but this is a predominant place in which I came to my conclusion. As Saylors and I are driving the streets we embark on a Grand Theft Auto billboard with an animated girl looking seductive, and provocative.
"Please tell me, how does this imply, 'Buy this video game and steal cars?'" I said.
"Sex Sells," Saylors said.

Figure drawing dates far back and is most known for what the artists creates. Nudes. The naked body in this context is seen as a challenge to create a replica of truth. There is nothing hidden, no hidden agendas. It is what it is in the most transparent sense and it is beautiful.

But why does sex sell. Where did selling sex become a brilliant way to advertise. Sex sells at even the most random venues and outlets.

I admit it, I'm all for the occasional "That's what she said" joke. I can find humor in inappropriate things but there is a line. The line gets crossed far too many times.

The body is a beautiful thing. [no matter what]
Sex is a sacred. [at least in my existence]
The decision to play the body in a lustful outlet is a pity. [An opinion, but look at what it has done in the world, sex trafficking, rape, cheating, cheap feelings]

The artist believes that sex sells in art. That may be but the artist has the power to change what should sell.

Video Games: Notice the girl are the far right, please tell me how this describes any part of what should be sold on this game. These games are marketed to middle schoolers and teenagers but should truly be adult games.



Fast Food: The necessity to add sexual innuendos is cheap. It is a sad moment when creative minds can't revert to anything witty and clever. While the only think their mind can trace back to is the thread of sex.



...how do you feel about your purchase?