Well, not really by Walnut, but you wouldn’t believe how tough it is to change the author stamp.
Erin and I met when we guest-blogged together at Demented Michelle’s place. The Demented One will be joining us shortly. What struck me most about Erin, since I’m a typical shallow guy who thinks with his testicles, is how cute she is, and how incredibly willing she is to bare her skin on her blog. We’re a lot alike in that regard, except her skin is worth looking at and mine is all covered up with hair.
Without further ado, here’s the lovely Erin O’Brien:
Greetings Hoffmanians. My name is Erin O’Brien and I am a writer in Cleveland, Ohio.
Was that not a nice, simple, polite introduction (nude picture not withstanding)?
It always amazes me how people introduce themselves and present themselves on the Internet, particularly in the blogosphere. Take our humble host, for instance. Although I have never met the good doctor, I know that he has a proclivity for earthy oral experiences. Now, I find nothing wrong with this. In fact, I find it refreshing in our increasingly sanitized, deodorized and hairless world. But can you imagine approaching someone at a cocktail party, someone you have never met and saying, “I love the smell. If I’m getting freshly washed goods, I feel cheated,” of the feminine … er … experience?
Granted, it seems the vast majority of bloggers go under anonymous names or titles. (Note at this juncture this does not include me or Dr. Hoffman.)
I, on the other hand, pride myself in taking the higher moral ground. Instead of announcing the status of my pubic area, I merely referred to the controversy surrounding how hirsute a woman should be. The resulting post, which was more or less a take-the-day-off filler post, garnered a flurry of commentary.
People love to talk about this stuff online. Look how much traffic the same topic stirred up here. Enough about shaved genitalia. Now onto me.
BUY my novel, Harvey & Eck!
READ the funniest thing I ever wrote.
MARVEL over the fact that I watched a bunch of people masturbate and got paid for it.
VISIT WITH OBSESSION The Erin O’Brien Owner’s Manual for Human Beings.
This is the light and the truth. This is the sound of falling water.
Erin O’Brien
www.erinobrien.us
erin-obrien.blogspot.com/
Welcome Erin! That post on “Beautiful Agony” was wonderfully written. Thank you for sharing it.
Erin, me lass:
Your post inspired, shall we say, a not inconsiderable amount of tumescence. I looooove the nude picture.
Good morning gentlemen.
Beard: That was one of the most difficult essays I’ve ever written. I didn’t want to take the har-har-look-at-the-funny-people-masturbating approach, but instead wanted to talk seriously about what that site reveals about the human experience.
Jur: I am embarrasssed to say that I was obliged to look up tumescence. Hm. Nice to, er, make your acquaintence.
And now, further evidence that I am a needy exhibitionist:
Boobs.
More Boobs.
Boots.
Just naked.
oops.
More Boobs (properly linked).
Do my guest bloggers deliver, or what!
. . . although, at least in Internet Explorer, Erin’s computer is cut off by my right sidebar, thus destroying the nude-in-nude-in-nude effect. Oh, well. Trust me, it’s there.
Hoffman.
You are supposed to be on vacation!
Yeah, she delivered alright, Doug. And I almost delivered protein all over my keyboard.
Erin, the “More boobs” link doesn’t work. Please rectify that. Soon?
Like, really soon, please?
re: more boobs: see comment number 4.
erf!
I think I’ll be in the bathroom for the rest of my vacation. Knock on the door when it’s July 17th.
Girl, you are seriously hot.
Nice job upholding the B&W standards, Erin! 😀
Hope you’re having a great vacation, Doug.
Jur: scrub the toilet while you are in there.
Darla: Thanks. It’s a big job, but someone’s got to do it.
Dammit, Doug. I clicked over to Erin’s and found a fascinating discussion of shaved pubes and plastic women. And now I’ve got to write about it. And I don’t have time!