I’ve just received mail from Google informing me that they will suspend advertising to my ’50s blog if I don’t remove THIS PROVOCATIVE PHOTO and all like it.  Immediately. It’s Cyd Charisse.  FFS. No “provocative poses” or “strategically covered nudity” or god knows what else is allowed… I mean, if a film still like this can be considered offensive mature content, I am at a loss to know what IS acceptable.   As ad revenue from blogs is my only income, I will now spend the next 3 working days (that’s how long they’ve given me) deleting at least a quarter of my blog…. JUST IN CASE. Fucking puritans.   Madness. (I will give them kudos for at least giving me warning this time.  Last June they shut down Adsense to my ’60s blog with no warning for an iconic topless photo of Janis Joplin that I had posted in 2009.  I was forced to change URLs.  So THANKS FOR WARNING ME THIS TIME GOOGLE.  Srsly.)

I’ve just received mail from Google informing me that they will suspend advertising to my ’50s blog if I don’t remove THIS PROVOCATIVE PHOTO and all like it.  Immediately.

It’s Cyd Charisse.  FFS.

No “provocative poses” or “strategically covered nudity” or god knows what else is allowed… I mean, if a film still like this can be considered offensive mature content, I am at a loss to know what IS acceptable.  

As ad revenue from blogs is my only income, I will now spend the next 3 working days (that’s how long they’ve given me) deleting at least a quarter of my blog…. JUST IN CASE.

Fucking puritans.   Madness.

(I will give them kudos for at least giving me warning this time.  Last June they shut down Adsense to my ’60s blog with no warning for an iconic topless photo of Janis Joplin that I had posted in 2009.  I was forced to change URLs.  So THANKS FOR WARNING ME THIS TIME GOOGLE.  Srsly.)

I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.

Don’t disappear into a dream…:    (via c-ovet)

(via thephysicalisanillusion)

I really ought to have learnt by now to avoid Tumblr entirely between September 30 and January 2.

See also, any day there is a large scale political event in the US.

I might be quiet for a little while..

My hands have, yet again, been overcome by the dreaded RSI monster.

Clicking hurts. Typing hurts. Using a mouse, track pad, track ball, and pen and tablet hurts.

Everything fucking hurts.

It’s frustrating.

Anyway.

I have to conserve energy for a while until I can heal enough to be functional.

Which is really difficult when you blog for a living.  

Sigh.

Dear Mind and Body

You have to stop waking up before dawn.

I mean it.

Just stop it.

Love, 

Vanessa

391 plays

Lou Reed — Hangin’ Round

This song is like an ode to Facebook.