The above is what we expected to experience. But that is not at all what we got. "Well. Isn't that special?" I'm totally going to come off like the Church Lady in this entry. But let me tell you what -- I saw stuff today I didn't plan on seeing. Let me 'splain.
I just got home from my meeting down at the college. We did a test run of Cu-SeeMe on the lab computers. A major part of Professor MF's class is having student interact in cyberspace, as if they were sitting right next to one another. There aren't many products out there that we can see, so we contacted these guys. Initially they were all into helping us. Then they said it would cost us some dosh to set up a private room.
We don't have the money to shell out for it... in fact, most of the work I've done has been done unpaid. I just want to see it all happen. So the tech guy, I'll call him Mr. CuSeeMe, suggested to us that we run a public room and have someone serve as gatekeeper, kicking people out. I guess that will be my job. Sounded reasonable.
Professor MF, W. the LabLady and her assistant L. and I met. They got the cameras installed, downloaded the Cu-SeeMe, and we set up a public room.
All four of us were in there, the audio delay to the streaming video was annoying the hell out of me, but whatever -- Professor MF really wants it all to work. So she wasn't as annoyed by it as I was.
People were trying to join our room, as we anticipated. I was on the ready. As the room creator, I had the opportunity to zap or accept new entrants to the room. I was zapping people out left and right, but after about a half hour, zapping began to fail.
Suddenly, "Dieters" joins the room, and has his ... unit ... ahem... in his hands... I zapped him and zapped him, finally sent him a text message that told him to get the fuck out post haste because this was a G rated room and I was notifying CuSeeMe staff right there and then.
He left quickly.
Then, Magdalena15 got in the room. She and her vagina. Oh boy. She had the camera right up to it, was on her knees, and then... Dieters must have come over for a visit because suddenly there was a cock... right ... there entering the very special shaved space that was Magdalena15. Well isn't THAT special...???
Who's penis is that? Could it be... SATAN'S?!!??
And like a bunch of little schoolgirls, We all started screaming.
All four of us. In a mix of hysterics, disgust, fear, revulsion... and I started hitting the zap button as quickly as I could.
Who goes into a G rated discussion group and gets it going on doggie style with a web cam held in one hand? Obviously Magdalena15. And her friend Dieters.
Zapping wasn't doing it for us. She wouldn't go away. We minimized her window after the initial shock wore off just to get her off the screen so we could focus on what we needed to get done.
Still more people were trying to "come" into our room. I was zapping people left and right. L. got into a discussion with some guy on text messaging, who had no shirt on (he was ready to go but wanted to talk first, I guess) and she was laughing her ass off. I kept zapping him and yelling at her. Finally I zapped her.
We had a hell of a good laugh.
She came back in, we all made jokes repeatedly about these people "coming" into our interpersonal communication class. And were they ever giving new meaning to Interpersonal Communications. We made jokes about people putting their slots in one of our available slots (only 12 screens are visible at a time)...
We laughed ourselves silly.
Good God. I lead a crazy life, don't I? Never a quiet moment. And Professor MF kept saying "remember, this isn't just us looking at porno. This is for EDUCATION's sake. For the higher mind..."
And for the naked ass!
We laughed some more.
As I predicted, Geoff came home from school today thinking "the girls" would be next door and he would be able to go play with them. Our new neighbors are already moving in. They are from Salem, moved out here after selling their 2 family house for a ton of money. They moved from a 6 room apartment to an 11 room single family with 4 acres of land for 325,000. They are very happy. I think they paid too much, but if they made a killing on their place in Salem, they're all set.
She told me they're having a kegger next weekend. We're SO invited. Very different than the neighbors who just left this morning. They seem really wicked cool, but also a little wild. She's got a huge tattoo around her bellybutton... and had her white Tshirt tied up in a big knot to show it. I totally think my upstairs tenant and the dad are going to gel. He likes motor bikes and snowmobiling, and that's what Pete is all about. So it may be a great match for us. She's wicked friendly, they're over there moving in and drinkin' beers.
They have 2 little girls. One is 5. Same age as V., only Geoff is pissed to hell that she "stole V.'s house and kidnapped her." He is convinced that they are usurpers. I told him repeatedly that V. and E. were moving and would be gone when he got home. He was all about ignoring me. I'm some sort of liar.
Pile upon that the fact that Dan and Honey came and took Tiger and Buddy home. Voof. He's pissed.
Jessica has been over the neighbor's with her friend Megan since getting home from school. They are playing with the little girls, E. and G., and are having a blast... so Geoff is now out playing with them. I think he may warm up to E. eventually.
In the meantime, I miss V. I didn't think I would care that much, but meeting the new people makes me miss our little British Queen. The way she'd boss Geoff around. Her lisp. Her big grey eyes. Her excited way of telling me whatever little detail of some thing that she could any chance possible. The way she would call between the 7 foot tall fence to me "Mrs. Geiger! Mrs. Geiger! Can Geoff come play?"
I cried on my way down to my meeting with Professor MF. I needed a reason. Sometimes you just do.
Well, it's almost 6pm. Dinner should be made. Doug is napping. I'm working for cateringman tomorrow. I sent an email to Mr. CuSeeMe to ask him what we can possibly do to prevent mulitple penii and vaginii from "coming" into our public room... hopefully I'll hear back from him.Don't people have anything better to do in the middle of the day on a Tuesday? Jebus