Hello, I am known as K-8 (aka "conscious_object"). Here I keep a fetish blog with a (skewed) sense of humor. Contained herein you will find my various random thoughts on my unique fetishes, and interesting finds culled from all over the intarweb, including art by my friends, and sometimes my own art.

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So my friend asks me if I want to see this "evil tube." It looks to me more like the sort of plastic display tube you might store a collectable doll in, only larger. Once inside, I discover that the Restrained Life Viewer (RLV) makes things much more interesting. Not only am I not able to budge (I can only move my camera), but I also don't have access to my inventory and many other functions, including IM. If someone tries to IM me, instead I get a message telling me it was blocked. If I try to IM them back, they get the same. I can read and speak in local chat, but cannot see who is saying what.

I couldn't spend very long in there this morning, as I had to get to work. My friend set it for an hour, but I didn't see what the point was, I'd only be around for 20 minutes.

Much later in the evening I log back in. My friend isn't online, but lo and behold I discover...the timer picks up from right where it left off. Here I thought it continued to run while I was logged off.

This would've been pretty boring, and I would've just surfed the net while the timer ran down, but then another friend IMed me. I have to admit, it was pretty exciting having this friend trying really really hard to communicate with me, and having no idea where or how I might be stuck. If she could teleport to me, then we could chat...but my ability to send teleports is also inaccessible, and she had no way to find me. It turns out that sending notecards to a person works as a cheat, so she was able to communicate with me, but I couldn't send notecards in return (not being able to access inventory). This resulted in a hilarious conversation of yes or no questions, with my being told to send one blocked message for "yes," and two blocked messages for "no."

BTW, do any of you fellow SecondLifers recognize the robot skin in the image above? I'm trying to remember who made it, and where others might be able to get it.

This video has disabled embedding, so you'll have to click this link instead.

I like the apple at the end.

...if there's anyone out there who makes something similar to this?

Here's an example of why I dislike navigation that is done completely in Flash. Instead of being able to give you a direct link, I have to tell you to this website, click on "Sundays are for Mummification," then click on the last little square at the bottom to start the video.

I was chatting with someone recently who said they enjoy transformation where a woman ends up looking completely genderless. This would be a good example of that, though that is not why I'm posting it. I'm posting it because the video is hot. ;-)

I think my favorite my favorite part is when the blindfold is removed. You can see her kinda go "ahh, it's bright!," except she can't cover her eyes with her hands, or talk for that matter. And how after the gas mask is put on, you can sort of see just from her eyes how floaty she is. :-)

(Found by "Utsumi.")

Figured I should post this next, since a few people enquired after I mentioned it.

X-Men #1-3. The X-Men are battling Magneto and his Acolytes. The fight comes to an abrupt stop thanks to an Acolyte called Chrome. Guess what he does?



This is not the first time Claremont has statuefied an X-Man.

Perhaps seeing this is what gives Magneto the idea to do what he does with Moira MacTaggart. See, Magneto isn't very happy with Moira. Moira was entrusted with him when he was reduced to an infant for a period, during which she examined his genetic code, and discovered what might be responsible for his behaving like such a crazed maniac in adulthood. (And when ultimately reverted back into an adult, he wasn't aged back fully for some reason, which is why he appears so young in the comics for someone who's a Holocaust survivor...and that's just a mild example of how convoluted the X-Men got during the 90s).

Magneto is highly disturbed with the thought of someone tampering with the core of his being while in a vulnerable state, and makes Moira aware of this fact.





Absolute control over her body...and her ability to speak: ( Continue Reading... )

I dunno about you, but I think this looks kinda hot:





It's similar to a full hood, and yet very different. I guess different gags can be attached on the inside, to go in the mouth.

Many other nice bondage-related pics at this group.

Yes, mimes!


"...!"

Probably the strangest, most bizarre episode of Totally Spies. "No, you can't have gravel-flavored ice cream!" A failed mime called Jazz Hands has been transforming celebrities into unwilling mimes via his special accordion. While chasing him down, Sam and Alex get hit by the ray. Now they're stuck in ridiculous, humiliating makeup that can't be washed off or covered up, and are unable to speak...

I took a break from working on the motorbikegirl to whip up some colors to this old wine cellar image of Sebastian's:



To view it at its original size, click the image, then click the little gray "All Sizes" icon that appears just above the image.

A few more interesting images from the same person who did that corset display:


Wooden by ~gnrfk on deviantART


headless III by ~gnrfk on deviantART


mannequin III by ~gnrfk on deviantART


all closed by ~gnrfk on deviantART

A few conversations I've had lately have reminded me of some silly moments growing up where I discovered, completely by accident, a new fetish (though I had no idea yet what "fetish" was).


Wax Play

The first real job I ever had was as a dishwasher at a hotel. Glamorous, I know.

One night, after I'd been working there for quite some time, we had a wedding banquet or something like that in one of the ballrooms. After it was over, they brought in all these little glasses that served as the candles at each table. They were filled with some paraffin wax, with disposable candle-tops on top of the wax. I'd never really encountered paraffin wax...it seemed soft enough that it could be washed out of the glasses. But there were all sorts of dishes coming in, so I decided to set them aside for now, filling a plastic tub with hot water and setting the glasses in there for the wax to hopefully soften up some more.

As the tub got more and more full, I became concerned when it sounded like a few of the glasses (made of rather thin glass it seemed) may've cracked on each other. I couldn't really see inside, as a layer of what looked like oily film had floated to the top. I reached in to carefully feel around if any of them were damaged...and was extremely surprised upon pulling my hand out that the top half of my hand was now covered in a thin, conforming layer of dry wax. The wax dried instantly as the air hit it. Such an absolutely bizarre sensation.

I admit that I got distracted for a bit as I started to play around with this stuff, lol. It seemed that the wax had such a low melting point that the hot water turned it to liquid, and floated to the top. I tried doing things like putting my hand in, letting the layer at the top settle, and then pulling my hand out, to see if I could get my whole hand covered. The difficulty being, whenever I'd put my coated hand back in, the layer already on my hand would become softer. But I did manage to get several coats on my hand, then waiting for it to try a little to see how hard it would get. To my disappointment, it remained pretty soft even in its dry state...it wasn't liquid, but moving my fingers would easily make it chip and fall apart.

About this time the other dishwasher (who'd been unloading crates of dishes while I loaded them) pointed out that I really needed to pick up the pace here, as the dishes were piling up. Oops! I was a tad embarrassed, and hoped she hadn't noticed my playing around. ;-P

But afterwards I was highly curious about the idea of this wax for coating purposes, though I had no idea what it was called or anything. And wouldn't even hear of the term "wax play" for many years to come. Though even then, the wax most people seem to use has a much higher melting point (resulting in it being hotter when it hits the skin), and use it more for dripping than coating.

Funny then that I'd see this page at that CocoaSoft website, coating a standing woman in paraffin wax. She's even bound to the wall by a method that involves being screwed to it, which is kinda hot all itself. Sadly the end result in those images isn't terribly attractive, thought I bet it felt wild. Wonder if there'd be a way to coat someone and have it come out smoother?


Medical Gags

In junior high I got braces. Nothing fun and kinky there -- they're a pain in the ass. (Well, the mouth, moreso.) But before being fitted for them, they had to take pictures of my teeth, and also make a model of them.

The taking pictures part was interesting, because to get a clear view of the teeth, they stick this separator thing in my mouth...it was this clear plastic thing that holds the lips open wide, so as to not obstruct the view of the teeth. The interesting part being that if you were to try talking with it in, you could sort of talk, but not really form sounds that involve using your lips. I still had yet to admit to myself I was into any sort of bondage type things, yet here I was trying to imagine exactly how it would be restricting my speech if I were to talk (there wasn't really much to say while the photos were being taken, so it's not like I could try it out there ;-P). But that stayed with me...I could imagine it being put to amusing use in a bondage scene...without your hands free, you wouldn't be able to take it out. And the way it allows you to sort of speak but in an inhibited, slightly embarrassing manner sort of has an erotic humiliation appeal.


Mummification

In 5th or 6th grade I remember one time they had us doing some Halloween-related games in the gym. One of these was a competition where people are in groups of threes, and two of the people in the group have to see how far they can mummify the third person in toilet paper within a certain time limit. I remember being fascinated by this. The big challenge of course with the toilet paper mummy is you're trying to wrap fast, but tug too hard and the line snaps on you. I remember being kind of disappointed by that, wanting the wrapping to be a bit firmer and more restrictive...though having no idea as to why, lol.


Anybody else remember silly moments of discover like this?

My favorite part of this is the first 30 seconds...her muffled "talking" to the camera sounds so cute, hehe:

There's a little break, but I'm still tied up. I discover that the blindfold has moved just enough from all my squirming about that I can now see a little under it a little, if I angle my head right. Cat kind of laughs when he notices me "following" him with my one "free" eye.

The exact sequence of events is kind of foggy here (and Cat doesn't seem to remember any better), so I'm sort of piecing this together as best I can. I believe it's here that he takes the gag out. Which was quite a relief, as it had started "biting" a bit into the corners of my mouth. Oddly, when I was wearing in the next day and it was strapped *tighter,* it didn't seem to bite as much. Go figure.

I start to ramble to him a bit about what I experienced, etc. -- I've already gone into "processing" mode. I've also managed to mostly slip the blindfold off by rubbing my head against the pillow under me, heh. But it turns out he's not done with me yet, ohhh no.

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So much happened these previous two days, I'm honestly not sure I'll be able to remember all the details. Particularly bits when I was in maybe a foggier headspace, heh. And for sure, I might get the order of some parts mixed up. But I'll try my best. ;-)


A friend who goes by the name Cat has been keeping a fun bondage-centric journal at catbondage (which he tells me he was inspired to start after reading my own ^_^). In one entry, he was talking about how he's long had an interest in bondage and a fascination with total power exchange, but questioning if he'd really have the desire to ever do the "master" thing in reality. And then one day he had a realization:

"This spring I was at an introduction to shibari class, and at one point we had tied rope on the front of our partner, and the next step was to tie the rope up their back. In a bit of humor the instructor said, "so if you're a dom top, at this point you tell your submissive to turn around, and if you're a service top, you go around to the other side". And I had a bit of a lightbulb go off, and I thought, "oh, I'm a service top!"

Because I've always been a builder, a doer. I build projects, I write software, I implement. I don't get a thrill myself out of someone being compliant... if I'm going to tie someone up, if they've given me permission to tie them up, I don't care what they do. They can struggle or be resistant or try to escape or beat me off me off or just stand there, it doesn't matter: I am going to tie them up and make them helpless."

A month ago I was reading a story over in consciousobject's journal, and at one point the protagonist asked the inventor, "do you think we could use [your invention] to try out some other fantasies of mine?". I commented that when I read that, I thought, "you know, that's what I want. I want to be an implementor of fantasies"."

I thought that was really cool, commenting how "people like that seem so hard to find, at least on BDSM personals. "Service top," I like that, hehe. I just want to find someone who enjoys tying girls up, who loves that I love them tying me up, without the whole 'serving' thing. ;-P" Cat had been thinking doing a little traveling, and I guess at that moment he decided he should make this one of his stops, lol.

And so this became the final stop on his planned trip (so that there wouldn't be a rush to get off to the next destination). The idea being to meet up and chat a bit, and then if feeling sufficiently comfortable with the other, finding a place to have some bondage fun. The only slight difficulty being that my roommates aren't kinky, and Cat was staying in a hostel, so I'd probably have to find a hotel room or something.

Before arriving in town, he sent an email to give a heads-up. At the bottom of the message, he included this silly extra bit, referencing my "DomBot" entry:

"*beep*

Thank you for shopping Bondorobo! We thought you might like to know that your order of one (1) Bondage-Bot has shipped and is due to arrive at the Barnes and Noble in [city] at 12 noon. Your Bondage-Bot comes equipped with a full range of bondage gear for your enjoyment. However, if you are dissatisfied with your Bondage-Bot for any reason, please return it for a full refund. Here at Bondorobo, we aim to please!"

Just had to post that...it was too silly. ;-)

We initially met up at the cafe of B and N, but there ended up being so many people in the area that day, being so library-quiet, it felt to me like everything we said would be overheard even if we tried to whisper. So I suggested relocating to the food court at the mall, where as expected we were able to talk quite loudly without much worry, drowned out by the sounds around us.

After chatting for awhile and being able to determine that the other isn't a weirdo crazy person or anything (just two weirdo bondage fans?), we retired off to find a location to have some bondage fun. I had never done this hotel-just-for-some-place-private thing before, so it was kind of weird for me. Even moreso, the most affordable place in the area ended up being not a hotel but a motel...I'm actually not sure if I've ever stayed in a motel before, lol. But once we had a room and were settled, I got over the initial awkwardness fairly quickly. And it ended up being a decent enough place (though I hear the shower had some problems).

Then he brought out his bag filled with various possible toys to play with (including lots of rope). I don't have much in the way of bondage toys myself, but did bring along a bag with my catsuit and zentai suits, for him to choose from if he desired ("do you want the bot? the ragdoll?" heh).

I wasn't really entirely sure what to expect from the day. The snippets of experiences I've read on his blog don't really talk much about any sort of sensation play or how clothed the people were that he's been able to practice tying up so far. Knowing he's read enough of my blog to have gotten a fairly clear idea of what sorts of what I do or don't go for, I'd kind of decided to myself (not openly stated, just in my thoughts) that I'd leave it up to him how comfortable he was as far as my level of undress and types of sensation play, if any. For all I knew, we might end up just sitting around chatting while I'm tied up in various ways.

All I can say is, was I in for a surprise!

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My IM friend Pavel brought up the idea of a "DomBot," which comes out of his being a more dom-oriented switch, while also enjoying the idea of being bot-ed up. I think a DomBot would be a fabulous idea...this bot parked over in my closet, that I can bring out whenever I'm having a craving for bondage and no one around to play with, heh.

Though Pavel also brings up a good point, that a timer should be set if you're going to include a gag in the programmed scenario. I can only imagine.

"Mm-mmfph..."

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"Mmfph! MMFPH!!"

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;-)

A friend and I were joking around awhile back and came up with an amusing idea: Gord IKEA.

(Or would that be Gord's House Of Furniture? ForniPHILEA? )

Imagine walking into a warehouse-sized store, with shelves lines with all sorts of Gord-styled
furniture goodies. Scattered about are display models of the furniture... modeled by girls employedfor just that purpose (I'd totally apply for that job!).

Or if you've come to the store with the girl friend you plan to fit into the device, you can go to the fitting area. Here she can make sure she gets the right fit for her catsuit (from a variety of colors and styles to match any decor), and then try out one of the demo models of whatever furniture piece you're looking for. And don't forget the obligatory "Sweet Gwen"-style hood to make the Gord experience complete.

After finding the one you want, you just match the item number and take a brand new box (with the disassembled piece) up to the counter. After ringing you up, the clerk points to the girl at your side and asks "do you want her wrapped to go as well?" You then notice that each check out has a Gord patented "chick wrapper" next to the plastic bags and such -- each purchase comes with an optional complimentary Chick Wrapping. Then just set her in the back next to the box for the trip home.

Or perhaps instead, you'd like to take advantage of the store's expert pre-assembly and delivery service? In this scenario, when you're back at the fitting area with your girl tightly secured to your furniture of choice, you simply mention to the employee helping you that you'd like to have your new purchase delivered (the girl's response being "mmphh-mph mm-mmphh??," and maybe a little bit of wiggling). They'll wheel out a crate built for that particular furniture item, secure your new purchase firmly inside, and carry it out to the delivery truck, where they'll then deliver it right to your doorstep.

Now all you have to do is figure out where you want the new furniture piece to go, and wallah...another happy customer. ;-)

Some shiny new photos were posted to the House Of Gord Yahoo! Group.

Stuck on a "hamster wheel," with arms bound and an interesting ball-type gag:

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Cling-wrapped in Gord's patented "Chick Wrapper," and put away in the silo for safe keeping:

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Hog-tied...and secured to the back of a truck for easy mobility:

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I'd so love one of these leather hoods (because they're leather and laced in the back, they effectively double as a gag):




But there's some good news and bad news with the photos. The bad news is that Gord may no longer be posting new sets to the group. The good news, however, is that he no longer needs to, because the main House Of Gord website has been updated, with a new "Guests" section that has *tons* of pics, with new ones regularly added. I've yet to have a chance to go through them all.

Fun stuff. ^_^

Remember those mouthless make-up vids I mentioned previously? Well, the same guy has now gone and done a completely faceless one (which may have kinda/sorta came out of a request I made. ;-) Though I requested simply a blank mouth...but this is even better):

After posting the Beetlejuice zipper entry, I got to chatting with someone about the whole notion of using prosthetic make-up to seal a person's mouth shut as part of a scene. The person happened to have a friend who does some make-up things, and insisted that from what he was aware from his friend, that a functional prosthetic make-up gag just wouldn't work that well...that the make-up is very delicate and comes apart easily or something.

I have no idea if maybe he was thinking of some other, potentially more fragile form of movie make-up, because I recently came across a few YouTube vids that prove that latex prosthetics can indeed be utilized to effectively "delete" the mouth. ;-)

I remember someone telling me once about something they tried once with a friend, using a thin piece of a particular type of tape to seal the woman's mouth shut, and putting lipstick on top to mask it. The tape could be easily removed by peeling it off with your fingers, but her hands were tied down to her sides, and the tape was just strong enough that it wouldn't come off by trying to just open your mouth.

I think I remember him saying something like you could see the tape easily if you looked closely, but that from just a casual glance you wouldn't notice it. I think this, however, pretty clearly trumps it ;-):



The make-up he does isn't as smooth and seamless as someone like, say, Kumiko (whose website Beginner's Special Make-up World I've linked to previously, but who now has a series of vids on YouTube...though I wish he had vids going through the whole process of creating and applying the make-up, rather than just "look at the mask on my face while I sit here" ;-P), but has potential.

Admittedly, I'm not sure if the applications he's done so far are mouthless on purpose, or because he's just beginning and hasn't mastered the open-mouth thing yet. But hey, it's cool to see someone finally do it. ;-)

In this second video, applying make-up to a different woman, he even appears to brush some of the glue directly on the mouth. And the theme of this one is kind of different...instead of trying to make her look like a slightly more plastic version of herself, he's created a mask of one of their other friends, to make them "twins," heh. Though there's no way you'd ever get the two confused, since afterall the real one can actually talk. ;-)



One of these days, I'd like to figure out how to do this sort of thing myself. ^_^

A year or so ago I'd posted a list of things I'd like to try...listed in no particular order, but if I'd numbered them, "vacuum bed" would've been at the top.

Just last week, I disocovered that this month's edition of Satyricon (a local BDSM munch-followed-by-educational-meeting group that has a different topic each month) was doing a vacuum bed demo!

Saturday April 14th, 2007
3:30 - 6:00 pm
Latex Vacuum Bed & Sensory Deprivation

Allan and cohorts will have a latex vacuum bed available for your amusement and titillation! We'll offer the chance to try one out and talk about how it relates to both sensory deprivation and extreme bondage such as mummification. Ever wondered what your food feels like when you put it in the Seal-A-Meal? Or wanted to see some sexy thang squirm inside a yummy latex shell? Mmm hmm, thought you had. So have we!

Hope to see you there!

I've rarely been able to make it to these meetings on account of being stuck at work on Saturdays, but this time I put some more effort into getting off. And still ended up not getting to the munch part until it was nearly over, but luckily didn't miss any of the meeting (after the public munch, the group drives to a different building where the private meeting is held).

There were only a half dozen or so people at the munch, but the meeting itself had closer to 30 people -- a slightly larger than average turn-out, I got the sense? While we did short introductions and a little discussion, the bed was set up. The frame was white tubing, and the latex a sort of half-and-half -- one side black latex, one side clear-ish latex -- with the frame inside, and a zipper going across the top and halfway down one side for people to get in and out.

They had the clear side up, with a hole placed where a person's head would go, so that you can breathe while inside. I'm not sure if the latex was reversable, where you could switch and have the black side up, because I assume that would mean both sides would have to have holes...and I don't know how you'd go about covering one in an air-tight manner.

Upon getting the bed and vacuum set up, they decided humorously to test it on a stuffed animal first, lol. Unfortunately, you can't get an air-tight seal through the breathing whole with a stuffed animal the same way as with a person...I guess the air was passing straight through the stuffed animal from the breathing hole, making it impossible for the vacuum to suck all there air out.

After that, they opened the floor for volunteers. A woman who helps run the group, knowing that one particular guy in the crowd had displayed an interest in trying it, asked him if he wanted to be the first? But he suddenly seemed slightly shy, saying "I didn't realize there'd be so many people watching." I admit the idea of trying it out with all these people around made things a little more nervous...but I wasn't going to let it stop me, lol.

They asked if anyone else wanted to try? I offered that I very much wanted to...I just didn't want to go first. ;-) Fortunately, one of my friends from the munch earlier courageously volunteered to be the first. (And climbed in with the bear, which was particularly cute, lol).

Seeing the real deal right in front of you is so much more impressive than just the random pics online...I mean, seeing the person right there...seeing the movement, a person's stomach moving as they breathe, etc.

And the latex is so tight against the body, you get so much fine detail as to the shape of the figure inside. It was particularly interesting seeing what the vac bed does to the folds in clothing -- something you never see in photos because the models are usually wearing something skin tight (or nothing at all). It compacts the folds in jeans and pants in a way that makes it almost look akin to a sculpture, the way the folds look tight and shiny. Especially the shiny. ;-)

Then it was my turn. Suddenly the awareness of "so many people are watching" made me a little more nervous...but I was able to block it out for the most part. Took off my shoes, watch and glasses, and walked over. They were handing us little clear plastic tubes to put in our mouth, to have sticking out of the hole for breathing purposes (though with the right placement, you don't actually need a tube). So stuck this tube in my mouth and through the hole, and climbed in. Once situated, they zipped it closed, and started the vacuum.

I was only in there for a few minutes, but it was just as awesome as I thought it would be. I'm definately sold on needing to have one someday, lol. Owning one would largely make saran wrap mummification obsolete for the most part, I think.

It's a wild feeling. As the air is sucked out, you feel the two sheets hug your body. Tight enough to be nicely restricting, without feeling at all uncomfortable (at least for me). Out of curiousity I tried testing out how much movement I had (though not exerting *too* much force, since it's not my toy after all). You get a slight bit of movement, but generally stuck within the pose you were in when the bed was turned on...and you're automatically pulled back to you "default" position when you relax.

Before the demo had started, the person talking about the bed had mention that the one thing that tends to grate one some people's nerves is the loudness of the vacuum...some people will invest in a long hose so that they can have the vacuum outside the door, the muffle the noise. But I dunno, when I was in the bed, the nose didn't bother me one bit. In fact, it kind of added to the sensory deprivation aspect, since I couldn't really hear much...almost like white noise. I could hear at one point the guy was saying something, but only just barely, and I couldn't at all make it out.

The only thing I could hear is if someone right next to me spoke. The aforementioned woman-who-helps-run-the-group was also helping with the bed stuff, being the one to do the zipper, and also asking throughout if I was doing okay, etc. (unable to say much with the tube, I would just nod ;-)).

At one point she asked if it were okay to run her finger down my arm (*nod*), which felt interesting...just how clearly you can feel things through the latex. She (or someone else, I really have no idea, lol) then lightly touched my other arm (and with the noise, I didn't even hear it coming)...sensory deprivation can be so fun in that not-knowing-where-a-touch-will-come-next.

And then, after just a few minutes, the vacuum was turned off. Actually, I have no idea how long it was...I'd slightly lost track of time, but I'm sure it was only 2-5 minutes. However long, it wasn't nearly long enough, naturally. ;-) But my curiousity had been thoroughly satisfied, lol. As the zipper was undone, I climbed out, declaring my approval: "yeah, that was pretty rad."

I wish I had pics of it to show (well, and mostly just for my own curiousity)...but as it turns out, even if I'd had a camera, there is a very strict no-photography rule (to keep the space feeling comfortable for everyone, of course).

Naturally, the small taste only confirmed how much I knew I'd dig it, and left me wanting more. Hopefully I'll get a chance to use one as part of an actual scene one of these days.

In the meantime, suppose I need to redo my "list of things to try" sometime, eh? ;-)