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We've Moved!

2006-08-18T10:26:00.000-04:00

As of today, Tin Foil Hat's House has a new addy. You can find us here: join us at Tin Foil Hat's House

We're looking forward to more room and lots of new features. Hope you can find your way over and join us. See you soon.

Tin and Kil

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The Flowery Language Of Love

2006-08-16T23:57:00.000-04:00

All of the wonderful ::cough:: fan fic we've posted on the blog has inspired Tin and I to start a new hobby-- fan fic writing!

You know, it's a lot tougher than it looks. To give all of you a special preview of what we've done so far, we pulled some of our favorite snippets out of the chapters we've written.

Now it IS hetero Clay fic. I know that's a huge stretch, but we hope to make it worth your while!

Enjoy!

_ _ _

"Clay's face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master."

"Clay's thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free."

"Clay spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it."

"Clay had a throaty, genuine laugh, like the sound a
dog makes just before it throws up."

"The revelation that Clay and Monica's marriage of three years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine."

"The little boat of love gently drifted across the pond exactly the way
a bowling ball wouldn't."

"Clay's hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze."

"Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph."

"Clay and Olivia lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket
fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth."

"Clay fell for Emily like his heart was a mob informant, and she
was the East River."

"The plan was simple, like my uncle Eddie. But
unlike Eddie, this plan just might work."

"Clay looked at Sarah with a hungry look, the kind you get from
not eating for a while."

"Clay was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck,
either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on
a landmine or something."

"Emily rose gracefully en pointe and extended one
slender leg behind her, like Clay's dog Raleigh at a fire hydrant."

"Clay was deeply in love. When Emily spoke, he thought he heard
bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up."

We're working on getting an agent. As soon as that happens, we'll let you know!

Tin and Kil

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Are You Tired Of Faiken It?

(Refer to 8/16 blog topic for entire message.) If you are, then first things first. To get past Faiken Fatigue, you need to get rid of some of that excess baggage you've been carrying around. Yes, it's time for those old Clay Aiken CD's to go, go, go! And where, where, where should you send them? Well, to one place where we know they love music, so much so that they've become the bible of the music industry -- Rolling Stone magazine! So now go grab yourself a CD envelope (or a dozen depending on how many you need to send), stuff it with your by now worn copy, and mail it off to:

Rolling Stone Magazine
Attn: Jann Wenner, Editor and Publisher
1290 Avenue of the Americas
New York, NY 10104 – 0298

We've even provided a handy label in the picture accompanying this blog that you can attach to your CD when mailing it in. Even as you read this, CD's are winging their way to the Big Apple to the eagerly awaiting arms of Mr. Wenner and his staff. So if you want to get over that nasty, old Faiken Fatigue, hurry and mail in your CD today. You'll be glad you did.

Click here and Print Picture

(Attach a picture to each CD you send back)

Are You Tired Of Faiken It?

2006-08-16T10:15:00.000-04:00

Today, thanks to Clarus, we unleash an exciting campaign designed to stir things around a bit in the Cluniverse. So dig through your cupboard…..yes, move that Britney and N Sync CD aside and find that copy of MOAM and that smarmy, smirky Christmas album. Oh, and those singles of TITN count too! And if you’re a lurker and “scared” of your friends on the boards, this is for YOU. No one will ever know you did it! :)

After three years of the Clay Aiken fandom, are you?

If you answered "yes" to any of these, then you my friend are suffering from "Faiken Fatigue," the dreaded syndrome that overtakes anyone who has been sucked up in and spit out by the marketing machine that is Team Faiken. But fear not we are now offering at minimal cost to you the "Tired of Faiken It" cure to your Faiken Fatigue doldrums.

So "how do I begin this exciting new regimen" you ask. First things first. To get past Faiken Fatigue, you need to get rid of some of that excess baggage you've been carrying around. Yes, it's time for those old Clay Aiken CD's to go, go, go! And where, where, where should you send them? Well, to one place where we know they love music, so much so that they've become the bible of the music industry -- Rolling Stone magazine! So now go grab yourself a CD envelope (or a dozen depending on how many you need to send), stuff it with your by now worn copy, and mail it off to:

Rolling Stone Magazine
Attn: Jann Wenner, Editor and Publisher
1290 Avenue of the Americas
New York, NY 10104 – 0298

We've even provided a handy label in the picture accompanying this blog that you can attach to your CD when mailing it in. Even as you read this, CD's are winging their way to the Big Apple to the eagerly awaiting arms of Mr. Wenner and his staff. So if you want to get over that nasty, old Faiken Fatigue, hurry and mail in your CD today. You'll be glad you did.

Click here and Print Picture

(Attach a picture to each CD you send back)

Separated At Birth

2006-08-15T13:23:00.000-04:00

Go ahead. You be the judge!

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A Sure Way To Perk Up The Evening...

2006-08-14T14:30:00.000-04:00

Because Kenny Chesney and Clay Aiken both have albums dropping on the same day, someone sent us a little something to post in honor of the occasion.

Yes, back by popular request, Faiken porn fan fic!

So make some pop corn, or better yet- grab some lube (whatever works for you. We're flexible here,) cozy up and enjoy!

However, if you faint at Clay porn, scroll on by!

Untitled
Rating: XXX
Disclaimer: I hope this happens. Clay deserves a nice birthday.
By Foo212

“You were great out there tonight, baby.”

I lifted my head at the sound of the lilting voice and turned to see the dazzling smile of my boyfriend, a sight that never failed to melt me completely.

“I think that was just about the best way to spend my birthday,” I replied with a grin, “Well, except for what I intend to do to you when we get back to the hotel. I won’t be the only person getting a present today.”

“No, you won’t,” John answered.

I think I started slightly when I noticed the wicked gleam in John’s eye, but dismissed it as just his anticipation of the evening’s events. He doesn’t have any idea what he’s in for, I thought to myself. As always, performing had put me in a perpetual state of semi-arousal and I was looking forward to having some fun.

John knelt down beside my chair and took my face in his hands, pressing his lips against mine and sweeping his tongue inside my mouth. I leaned into his body, matching his enthusiasm and wondering if tonight’s fun would begin sooner than I had anticipated. Before I could finish that thought, John sucked my lower lip into his mouth and pulled gently away from me. He kissed me softly on the forehead and stood up.

“I’m going to go hang out with Nick while you get changed. I’ll be back in about half an hour.” John turned to leave, but stopped at the door and whipped back around to face me.

“Happy Birthday, Clay,” he said, and smiled once again, with that same devilish smirk, before closing the door behind him.

………………………………………………………………………………………

Just as I had turned back to face the mirror, I heard a light rapping on the door. Vaguely annoyed, I stood and walked to the door, wondering why John had suddenly become so shy. Given where my mind was currently at (imagining John sprawled out on a hotel bed, receiving my birthday spankings), I was understandably surprised that I didn’t see John’s face when I opened the dressing room door.

“Hey, Clay.”

The man lifted his hat to let me see his face. Kenny. Kenny Chesney. The gayest country singer to ever walk the face of the earth. Not to mention the hottest. I met him for the first time at the AMAs earlier that month, and admitted to John later that night that I found him extremely attractive. What I didn’t admit is that I probably would’ve been down on my knees in seconds if Kenny had so much as hinted that he might like that. I didn’t think John would mind that kind of confession, but I didn’t want to risk hurting him.

I steadied myself and cleared my throat. “Hi, Kenny,” I replied, as casually as I could manage, moving to the side to allow him to enter the room if he wanted to. God, Clay, you’re so fucking obvious. I forced myself to remain calm and smiled evenly as Kenny walked past me and into my dressing room. With a pounding heart, I reached behind him to close the door.

“I just wanted to tell you that you were really amazing out there tonight. I knew you could sing, but hearing you live was really an experience. You looked pretty amazing too. Well, I guess I should say that you look pretty amazing all the time.” Kenny looked into my face almost shyly, but there was something else there. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it looked familiar. A certain gleam. Then I had it. John. His smile looked like John’s. That same triumphant, almost imperceptible smirk. That same obvious arousal. My knees weakened slightly and I smiled back.

“I could say the same thing about you,” I replied, flirting now with the abandon of someone who knows that the flirting will be well received. Plus, I told myself, it’s completely harmless. Just because he finds me attractive doesn’t necessarily mean that he’s interested. “I’ve always admired a man who can wear a hat so well. I can’t get one past all this hair product.” I chuckled lightly, easily, and reached up to pat my hair for emphasis.

Kenny stared at me intensely, and extended his hand to lightly touch my hair. He twisted his fingers gently into it and pulled.

“I like your hair,” he said softly, with that same, almost unreadable smirk. “I like the way it feels in my hands.” He licked his lips, smiled again, and cast his eyes slightly downward.

Okay, I admit that I was sort of shocked. I had never been propositioned quite so blatantly before, and certainly never by someone I was so incredibly attracted to. I opened my mouth to speak, to set him straight, to let him know that I was in a relationship and that I wasn’t interested. But nothing came out. I stood there in silence, my dick already straining through the fabric of my pants, and waited for him to make his next move.

I said nothing when he pushed lightly on the top of my head and when he groaned with anticipation as I fell to my knees. I said nothing when he released his grip on my hair and briefly held my face in his hands. I only watched in growing, almost unbearable arousal as he moved his fingers to his belt…to his button…to his zipper. It was only when he began to push his pants down that I found my voice.

“Wait!” I gasped, “I can’t do this! I have a boyfriend.” I looked up into Kenny’s face. “I’m sorry. I want to, but I can’t.”

I exhaled loudly, relieved to have finally said something, relieved to feel as though I wasn’t in danger of doing something I would regret.

Kenny looked down at me with a grin and casually continued pushing his jeans past his hips. My eyes widened as I saw his erection spring free, huge and glistening, already moist at the tip. I hardened further at the sight and shifted slightly, unable to take my eyes off Kenny’s perfect cock.

“I guess you’d rather not have this in your mouth, then, huh, baby?” He cooed. “I figured a guy like you never met a cock he didn’t want to suck. I’ve wanted to see you on your knees in front of me all night.” He reached down between us and wrapped his fingers around his dick, stroking lightly and moaning under his breath. His eyes never left my face, and I could feel that the sight of him stroking that amazing cock was wearing down the last of my resistance. Just a little bit couldn’t hurt, could it? I could stop at any point and it wouldn’t be like I was cheating. I bit down on my lip as I fought with my desire to lunge forward and take him completely down my throat. The tip of his cock was dripping now and the sight was making me ache. I parted my lips and leaned forward.

Just for a little while. Then I’ll stop.

…………………………………………………………………

Kenny’s hands delved deep into my hair and he threw his head back with a groan as I took him into my mouth. God, he was huge, the biggest I’d ever had, and he tasted unbelievable. He whimpered and purred as I rolled my tongue around his shaft, licking up his precome greedily.

“You like that, don’t you, baby?” he moaned. “You love the taste of my cock.”

I groaned deeply in response and took him further into my mouth, gently and thoroughly sucking, working my tongue flat up against his cock. I locked eyes with him and sucked harder, feeling him move his hands to the back of my head, and hearing him swear under his breath. I gripped his ass with both hands and took him completely inside, letting him slide down my throat and enjoying his sustained groan of pleasure. He swore at me again, grabbing and pulling at my hair, pressing me closer and imploring me to take more of him, to suck him harder, to make him come.

I worked my mouth up and down, faster and faster, my hands digging into his hips, my fingers into his ass. I wanted this badly. I wanted to feel him fuck my mouth, wanted to feel his come hit the back of my throat. All thoughts of John left my mind as I worked toward the goal of getting this man off as thoroughly as possible. I groaned around Kenny’s cock as his hands gripped my head even harder and he began to thrust. He was moving his hips quickly now, slamming into my mouth and crying out in frustration as he hit the back of my throat. He was begging for release, praising God and Jesus as he thrust repeatedly into my mouth, asking me if I wanted to swallow his come. I did. I wanted it all.

Kenny cried out my name as he came, buckling forward against the weight of his orgasm and digging his fingers into my head. He flooded my mouth with amazing force and I swallowed it all, moaning as I struggled to catch every drop. I held him in my mouth, sucking and licking him gently, until his breathing slowed and he released his grip on my head.

Without a word, he pulled me to my feet, rapidly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, and pulled out my swollen cock. Moving his hands to my shoulders, Kenny unceremoniously pushed me onto the nearby sofa and fell to his knees in front of me. He looked up at me with glazed eyes and lightly ran his hand over my cock.

“What do you want, baby?” He purred, wrapping his fingers around me gently and working them up and down. “Do you need me to suck you?”

“Oh, God,” I sobbed, as I reached blindly for his head, trying to push him onto me, wanting his mouth around me so badly that I was afraid I’d come before it ever got to that point. My words began to run together and I knew I was making little sense.

“Please suck my cock,” I gasped as I looked into his eyes. “I need you now. I can’t wait.”

Thankfully, he didn’t make me wait any longer. He leaned down and engulfed me completely into his mouth. I cried out and grasped his shoulders, already thrusting my hips, already needing to erupt inside him. He ran his mouth down my cock with both speed and expertise and within seconds I was coming, shouting his name and convulsing underneath him as he swallowed.

Kenny lifted his head and smiled at me. A knowing smile. John’s smile. He stood and began to zip up. Placing his hands on either side of my head, he leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips. As he pulled away, his smile widened and he glanced toward the door.

“By the way, your boyfriend asked me to wish you a happy birthday.”

My eyes grew larger as I slowly moved my head toward the open door. My heart stopped when I saw John standing there.

He was smiling.

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Dedicated To Elvis

2006-08-13T14:41:00.000-04:00

Earl's fraternal twin brother Elvis (don't ask) got jealous when we posted a picture of Earl in his "mind hat." He's felt left out and has been carrying on awfully ever since.

Here ya go, Elvis.

This one's just for you.

(Stop calling now! Tin's getting cranky!)

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New Competition For Clay...

2006-08-12T13:32:00.000-04:00

This guy can busta move, baby!

(grab your popcorn and click on the link above)

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New Oh-ficial T-shirt!

2006-08-11T23:20:00.000-04:00

Free with renewal fee!

Hurry, while supplies last!

(Thanks, Pugmill!) ;)

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And The Saga Continues...

2006-08-10T23:03:00.000-04:00

Here's another gem one of our blog members gifted us with. But because we care about your mental health, before you read it you may want to construct a handy-dandy mind hat just like Tin's cousin (twice-removed) Earl is wearing:

Ready now? Be sure to check out this link:

The Rumor Mill

3/9/05 Is this really necessary?

I posted the message from Aunt Frances in the rumor mill yesterday, I didn’t really know the story behind it but thought it might be of interest to readers. Later that day a reader emailed me a copy of the email they received from the un-named person Aunt Frances referred to.

I wrote back to ask if I could print it and they said that they didn’t want me to mention their name because they had been getting threats. I guess they must have tried to give the other side of the story on a message board and now they are getting threats from other Clay fans.

I am shocked!!! I can’t believe that people are so involved that they feel it is necessary to threaten this person. I used to be so proud to be a member of the Clay Nation. It seemed full of wonderful people who only wanted to support Clay in his career and his charitable endeavors.

The threats she receive were something like “Faye hates her and hates you and Clay wants you dead” and “Never show your face at a Clay Aiken concert again”

There are always at least two sides to a story and if someone tries to give another side why do some feel that they need to defend Clay in this way. It is things like this that gives Clay fans a bad name and just undermines everything we are trying to do for him.

When the reader told me about the threats I thought maybe I shouldn’t get involved but this just makes me so mad. They obviously are trying to silence the other side. But I have always believed in presenting all sides and letting the reader decide for themselves. That is why I am going to post part of the letter she sent me.

I am sure that she [Frances] is writing about me. But she is quite misguided. I have been a close family friend all of my life. I have always told nothing but the truth, especially in my book. I have known Amaryllis, Donna, Joan and Roscoe ...Claytons' family all my life. They helped raise me. I went to many of Clayton's shows and I saw him as a child and watched him as he was growing up. I have never staked any claim that I am a close personal friend of Claytons...as I am old enough to be his mother...but I do tell some very cute stories that I myself witnessed with him as a child. He used to call me "Miss ______". But as he got older I only saw him on brief visits when he may have stopped by Amaryllis' house. My book stakes no claim to anything but the truth. I have never claimed to be close to him...but I do claim that today I love him, just as the rest of the world does. But I have been able to see his life change by being so close to his family.
Funny that in the post this Francis person claims that I am not a close friend of his family. What does that mean? I went to Hawaii with his family...Amaryllis and Donna. I became close friends with 4 girls from Hawaii because we met at the Raleigh concert and I introduced them to Clayton's mom and Amaryllis, Joan and Donna. We then went to dinner the next night and we started talking on the phone and emailing each other. Our friendship might not have happened because of Clayton's concert...but our friendship grew because we really love and care for each other. How dare someone claim that I mis-lead anyone into being my friend. I happen to be a very kind, loving and giving person. Is it so hard to love me for who I am instead of being friends with Clayton's family?

Do you know who this Frances is? It is funny, because at the Gala in Hawaii I spoke to Frances Skinner Lewis and gave her my card and told her about my book and she even said to me that I must have written it with love because she could see it in my eyes when I talked about it. I really did write that book with love and from the bottom of my heart. I also wrote it without a dime of income for 14 months. I did sell some DVDs of Clayton singing but not for profit...I sold it to share a beautiful part of his history and because I had serious lung damage and my medicines cost over the roof! It saved my life! Since I now have insurance I have given away more DVD's than I ever sold. And my daughter's wedding is not in the DVD...that is personal.

I love my friends in Hawaii and they are a wonderful part of my life. They all know my story. They all know that Clayton was never close to me and that his mom has never been overly nice to me...but none the less...I was there in the McGhee household as much as he was (actually more)...and I am very close friends with his family. Even my children were around when he was growing up. My son who is 31 still today calls him the "little red-headed kid".

This is so sad, because my book is written with so much love and joy. It is so positive and puts Clayton on the highest of ground. I wrote it with so much respect for him and what he has accomplished. I have a special section in it that is devoted only to letters, stories, poems, and songs that his fans wrote to him, and about him.

Funny...perfect strangers can write a book and Clayton nor his mom says a word...but I who have been like a family member to the McGhee's all of my life write a beautiful, heartfelt book about my memories and my two years of meeting the most wonderful people on the face of the earth because of Clayton's fans and their "Claying it Forward"...and I am made out to be a liar and someone who is only trying to make money off of him. I am so not about that. Not one word in my book is a lie...and I did not write the book to make money off of him...I wrote it to tell the world a beautiful story about how through Clayton and his fans the world has changed. I sat day after day reading the most endearing stories from his fans and through many months of teary eyes, I put aside a book I had been writing for 2 years...so I could share with the world my experiences of becoming one of Clayton's true fans. The fact that I know and am close friends with his McGhee family only gave me a different insight, because I did hold Clayton when he was a few weeks old. And I did see him at the family cookouts and I do have stories to share...and I have the most wonderful new network of loving friends because of him. So if people want to make up lies and tell bad things about me...then I guess it would be hard for me to stop it. But they are the ones who are less of a good person...not me.

Yes...I do expect to get paid for writing this book. That is how I make a living. I have offered a percentage to the BAF...but they have not responded, not even to my attorney. So if they don't want any money then I shall give it to Domestic Violence.
Thank you for bringing this to my attention. And yes, it hurts greatly! I feel so sick.........

And now you know another side of the story. I don't say that either side is right but please keep an open mind. I agree with some parts of Frances' message. You shouldn't trust everyone. If you want to pay for someone's meal or trip or whatever do it because you want to do it for that person not because you are trying to buy your way into Clay's life. As far as making money off of Clay...If you buy a picture that an artist drew of Clay is the artist making money off of Clay or is that artist making money off of their own talent? The same goes for an author of a book, are they making money off Clay or their own talent for writing? It is a fine line but are magazines using Clay by putting him on the cover to sell magazines....well actually I think they may be taking advantage of our weakness for anything Clay but that is another story.

If by printing this it disturbs you and you feel the need to send threats to me...just be forwarned that I will publish any threats sent to me.
CBG
Administrator ClayReport

3/8/05 Aunt Frances Message from the Clackhouse by way of the Clayboard

This post at CH is very interesting; maybe you will think it is also.

Quote:
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For those of you who are interested...

I am passing along a message from a friend of mine...because it involves people that I care about...I am going to post her message in it's entirety. Whether you know Frances (Aunt Frances) or not, the message is completely true...it is being posted on numerous boards...I am posting it here.

From: Frances Wilson

I don't post very often at the group sites but many of you know that information I give you is reliable. Throughout the last couple of years I've met some very wonderful people who have become very good friends to me and for that I am truly thankful. I'm sure the same is true for many of you as well. I do want to caution you about some who claim to be fans and you may be aware of one or two yourself. Some will claim to be friends/family of Faye or Clay, telling stories from Clay's childhood that may or may not be true. Some of these people have known people who has known Clay for many years, but they themselves did not know him, but claim to have known him since he was a child. One person from the Raleigh area fits this mold very well and is planning to write a book. The book this person is writing has not been endorsed by Clay or anyone from his family. Family and true friends will not use Clay for personal gain. I must say that Clay did sing at the wedding of the daughter of the person I am referring to. Clay did not know the family prior to the wedding. Weddings are personal to me, but this person used her daughter's wedding video for personal gain by selling them on Ebay. So now she wants to write an unauthorized book about Clay and/or his fans. Many of you may have met this person. I know that she attended the BAF Gala in Hawaii at the expense of some of the fans because they thought she was a close family friend. How sad that those ladies were used, once again for personal gain. Please be careful of predators claiming to be one thing, but in reality is another. I don't want to see any of Clay's true fans be taken for a ride.

Blessings to you all.
Frances

Rubber Ducky, You're The One...

2006-08-09T16:12:00.000-04:00

We received a very interesting email from one of our blog members. The following comes from the Survivor Sucks message board. Luckyducky7777 is definitely a Raleigh insider and wrote some very accurate posts. The span of these posts addresses the JNT tour, the new album, and currently, the lawsuit. We're starting with one from last October.

Whoever she is, she knows her stuff!

From last fall:

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 17
(10/9/05 8:15 pm)
Reply
ezSupporter
Re: Are all Claymates complete idiots?
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Wow, do I have some big news. I suppose this really should go on one of
the Clay fan boards, but I don't post on those much anymore, and they tend
to bitch and whine whenever someone divulges information that hasn't been
filtered through the proper channels. So here it is, take it or leave
it:

1) Christmas Tour II:

Living in Raleigh, and moving in the circles I do, I occasionally have
the fortune (misfortune?) of finding out Clay-related news, and there was
one person in particular who I don't see too often, but I have discovered
is actually taking part in the upcoming Christmas tour. I can't give
details about their involvement in the show, but was able to find out a little
info about upcoming plans for the tour.

There will be local (ie Raleigh area) artists involved in this
production. There will be an overriding "story" interspersed amongst the seasonal
songs. There will be "characters" in this tale. Think "Christmas Carol", only
not that particular story. Be aware of the crabby old woman who doesn't
have the spirit at first, but will have it by the end of the show. Know that
there will be a 10 year-old joining the tour, a reflection of Clay's own past
as a member of the Raleigh Boy's Choir. This year is not a carbon copy of
last years. I have more info, but it involves specific names and such, which
I don't feel should be posted on a public board until they are officially
revealed on the road.

2) The next CD

Here is the irony. I wasn't expecting to discover anything about Clay's
work on the next CD. Most of the information I get tends to be related to
local artists more than what Clay is doing in Hollywood, and I would have
thought that the recording of his next album would be somewhat removed from the
local buzz. How wrong I was.

His next album will be recorded here in Raleigh. In fact, I have
verification of at least two local artists who have been invited to
participate in the production of this album. Seems that Clay wants his
next album to be a creation of his North Carolina roots, more than the
Hollywood music-making machine.

Contrary to countless rumors and reports, Clay hasn't recorded the CD.
The studio time has been set for next March. In other words, next spring
will see the actual recording of this CD.

Here's the kicker... there will be a few new songs. (I don't know if
they are the ones introduced on the jukebox tour or brand new ones, or a
combination of the two.) However, these new songs will be a small
portion of the CD. The main focus is to release a CD of oldies music. Hits of the
past. Yes, cover songs... That is the direction his new CD is currently being
mapped out to be.

When I was told this, I just raised my eyebrows and commented that a
good many of his fans were hoping for an album of new material. My source
could only repeat that an oldies CD is the plan, and that it would be
recorded around March. (Would that make the new CD arrive on shelves by next
summer? fall? November perhaps?)

If this information is true, and my source has never been wrong before,
then I think it is safe to say that there is no way that this new album will
be competing for the Pop charts. It seems as though the career direction
is to cater to the fans already established. Can this truly be called his
sophomore CD? There are "new" songs, but they comprise only a minority
of the sum output of the album. I wonder if claims will be made that this
is yet another specialty album, cause an awful lot of Clay fans have been
banking on his 2nd CD to do even better than his first, which I find
unlikely in the wake of this news. (Yes, I know it would actually be
his 3rd album, but the Christmas CD, which was actually the 2nd, was quickly
relabeled a specialty CD in the wake of its selling less than MoaM.)

Be careful about slamming me for posting "lies", cause while it is not
completely out of the realm of possibility that plans may change, that
is the current status of the tour and CD. Those wanting a new CD will have
to wait a little longer than spring though, that much is certain...

Now, she's is discussing the new CD as well as the lawsuit. This is
the link to the current discussion on “Survivor Sucks”:

Survivor Sucks

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 54
(8/4/06 12:07 am)
Reply
Re: -
Clay's releasing a CD of mostly covers with just a few original songs?
Took him long enough. I foolishly leaked this info quite a while back, and
even suggested that this September was a likely release time, even though
this flew in the face of the convential "wisdom" of the Claymates, who just
knew I had to be lying, cause Clay just wouldn't go in this directionand the
album was not only finished, but would be ion the shelves by February
at the latest.

Where are all the Claymates who claimed I was fibbing back then? Now
that Clay Almighty has decreed it is so, have they obediently changed their
original opinions that were constantly shouted at me. Since a CD of
covers is something Clay would not do, I had to be lying? Only I wasn't...

But now that this "new" direction for his career is impossible to wish
away, it's become all brilliant and inspired. (Of course, there are some Clay
supporters who can still see it as a lousy idea, but fortunately they
have highly respected Clive Davis to be the fall-guy, cause Clay would only
have done this under duress. That "evil" Clive, did he make Clay go on the
road with his Jukebox tours and community theatre christmas pageants?)

The only "brilliant" thing about this direction, is that it is so safe,
devoid of imagination and seemingly doomed, that expectations are bound
to be so low. One may just have to hang onto the hope that he may escape
from this debacle with a "gee, I was expecting something earth-shatteringly
pathetic, but it was actually only somewhat pathetic!)

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 55
(8/5/06 11:50 pm)
Reply
Re: -
I don't deny that I also reported that Clay was to record in Garner
(just outside of Raleigh) this past March with local musicians. What became
of that plan, I don't know. It didn't gel with the report I got regarding
a CD of mostly covers, so I assumed it was for another CD, or that maybe
Clay was toying with different directions to take his next CD in. That
information came from someone who would know, but it was a different "someone" than
the person who told me details of the Joyful Noise Tour II and the Covers
CD.

Funny thing is that I really debated even relaying the news of the CD
of covers, cause I genuinely felt that it was a bit far-fetched, and
seeing how it would be almost a year before any CD saw the light of day, I could
quite honestly see a scenerio in which this concept was changed or abandoned.
It just didn't make any sort of sense to me, but considering who my source
was, I figured this person wouldn't be making this up, and it turned out to
be pretty dead-on-the-money.

Regarding the reservation of recording time in Garner with local
musicians, that was really all I knew for certain. I'm not even sure if anything
became of it, or if it was cancelled, or if tracks were recorded and are
sitting in a vault somewhere. I would assume that the Claymates would know better
than anyone.

Then again, a number of them seemed a bit blindsided by my ludicrous
report of a Christmas tour set up as a play, not to mention a CD with only a
few new songs. When I look at the various "insider" reports from certain
Claymates, I think it takes quite a bit of gall to knock my veracity,
when one looks at some of the misinformation, wishful thinking, and
downright fantasies reported as fact on the various Clay fan boards.

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 56
(8/6/06 7:33 pm)
Reply
It's all Clive's fault?
I wonder why Clay has so little influence and power over his own
career, when countless other artists have much more artistic freedom despite
selling far fewer CDs than Clay's initial CD did. The possibility exists that
this is the direction Clay wanted to go in, and seeing the sort of material
he cobbled together for his numerous tours that is a distinct possibility.
Maybe there was some sort of battle going on behind the scenes over the
artistic vision of this CD, which might explain the length of time.

Could Clay even be a victim of his own success? Is it so far-fetched
for Clive to see Clay off on the road devoting months and years to the
"art" of covering songs, but then having a bit of a problem with Clay wanting to
go for all new songs for the record?

The sad fact also exists that his fans have made abundantly clear that
they will buy anything that Clay records, so why should extra time and
effort go into it? Has the label given up on broadening Clay's appeal, and
decided to just get the most they can for the least amount of effort?

Of course, whatever scenerio we speculate on, the Claymates have
already started the campaign to make this cover CD all about Clive and not
Clay. If it fails, or performs less than spectacularly, it will all be Clive's
fault. If it does amazingly well, I doubt Clive will get any credit for it,
and instead the accolades will go to Clay for "spinning straw into gold".
It's all being set up so that Clay will not be to blame for this CD.

And while I have yet to hear anyone claiming that this CD will be a
"specialty release" as the Christmas CD was, I can just tell that many
are already starting to put qualifiers on the idea that this is the
sophomore make-it-or-break-it album.

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 57
(8/7/06 7:05 pm)
Reply
Re: -
Part of the allegation being made is that Clay and his mother tried to
hurt the sales of her book. Now, she may have a difficult time pinning it
all back to Clay, but just looking at the abundance of negative comments
made on the Amazon page about her book today, there could be a case made that
the Claymates have worked to hurt her sales. She isn't suing the Claymates
though, but it seems to me that that would be easier to prove. (Of
course, she would be as successful at that lawsuit as she is going to be with
this one against Clay, which I think will be not very.)

So the irony of all this is that her book will probably sell much
better now, helped by being linked to Clay's new cd on Amazon. It will come to
nothing, I bet, but it may at least make more public the activities of
his fans to damage anyone not in Clay's corner.

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 58
(8/7/06 10:28 pm)
Reply
Re: -
But isn't that hypocritical? The individuals attacked by Clay in his
own book didn't sign up for celebrity status...

In any event, seeing how Faye Parker, Clay's mom, made herself into a
mini-celebrity out of the deal, seems that she would be fair game.
During the heydey of Clay's fame back in 2003, Faye was not only a frequent
contributor to WRAL-TV, but she was also a celebrity judge on Raleigh's
version of "Gimme the Mike".

You take the good, you take the bad...

Edited to add:

The way that certain Claymates have decided to spam the Amazon review
page of Ms. Holleman's book with one-star "reviews" is a perfect example of
why so many of us are so completely turned off by the Claymates. The vast
majority of these one-star "reviews" blatantly say that they haven't
read the book... so why are they judging the book?

Elsewhere on the web we see Claymates attacking anyone who would dare
say anything negative about Clay's new CD, because it is unfair to judge
something that hasn't been heard by the critic.

Well, not anymore. The rabid enthusiasm to spam the Amazon page with
negative comments has convinced me that it is open season for
pre-judging. I don't want to ever again hear the plea that it is somehow unfair to
have an opinion about Clay that is less than flattering when it concerns
something that a so-called hater hasn't even experienced. Any Claymate supporting
the actions on Holleman's Amazon page can't knock down anyone else wanting
to "hurt" Clay's sales and reputation, cause that is exactly what these
sheep are doing.

If any sort of link can be made between Clay and/or Faye and the fan
boards for Clay, and if it comes out that he did directly or indirectly send
word out to hurt this woman's sales... well, I still doubt it is actually
illegal, but it will definitely be awkward and damaging.

Edited one last time to add:

Holleman's complaint - the complete document

Fascinating reading...

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 59
(8/7/06 11:13 pm)
Reply
Re: -
Wow, I'm just skimming through the 69-page complaint, but she not only
names the Clayboard, but she provides entire transcripts of postings made by
Claymates there. I can see why the Clayboard has put a clamp-down on
Claytalk there, though I wonder if any of the members know that they
may in fact be quoted in this complaint, and while their usernames were kept
off the printed document, it will be available for the trial...

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 60
(8/7/06 11:52 pm)
Reply
Re: -
Oh, I think the lawsuit is more than a little over-the-top in places.
Who knew that one could get compensation for "writer's block"? And charging
Jerome with assault? I can imagine the scenerio she describes might
well have happened, but assault?

Still, if one of the threads of her complaint is the idea that Clay
and/or one of his associates worked to turn the Claymates against her, and
then you see dozens of one-star reviews blindly posted of her review on Amazon
after it was brought up at the Clayboard, well, let's just say that those
Claymates aren't helping matters any. Just from a legal standpoint, it
seems a bit risky for fans to actively attempt to "hurt" her sales at this
point. This could come back to haunt them.

So yeah, I think the whole lawsuit is a bit of a stretch, but if it
gets the go-ahead to go to trial, it could prove a rather uncomfortable bit of
drama for the next few months (or however long a case like this would drag on
for.)

Would she win? I guess anything is possible. In the scheme of things,
the amount of money she is asking for wouldn't break Clay, but having to
publicize her book would be a bitter pill to swallow...

luckyducky7777
Registered User
Posts: 61
(8/8/06 12:20 am)
Reply
Re: -
Ah, I misread that. Then she could hypothetically win over two million
dollars. On the flip side she could win nothing, but if the publicity
of the trial works to her advantage, she may at least find a way of paying her
lawyer fees with the increased sales of her book.

Her lawyer has just released a response to Clay's response:

Quote:

From plaintiff attorney Arlaine Rockey:

"Despite the responses from Mr. Aiken and others in the Aiken camp, I
stand by Ms. Holleman's Complaint. After reviewing the evidence, much of
which is noted in the Complaint, and speaking to witnesses, I drafted a detailed
Complaint that is well-grounded in fact and in law. The Complaint
itself is public record, and is linked to my website, www.ArlaineRockey.com. I
would hope that people would read the Complaint before making judgments about
my client, her motives, or the timing of this lawsuit, which was out of
her control due to the applicable statute of limitations."

The suit outlines eight causes of action, and also seeks punitive
damages due in part to the alleged fraud.

Jeannie Holleman and her attorney Arlaine Rockey are available for
comment, interviews and appearances.”

Click Here

In response to Mr. Aiken's comments to media on Monday, August 7th

“From plaintiff attorney Arlaine Rockey:

"Despite the responses from Mr. Aiken and others in the Aiken camp, I
stand by Ms. Holleman's Complaint. After reviewing the evidence, much of
which is noted in the Complaint, and speaking to witnesses, I drafted a detailed
Complaint that is well-grounded in fact and in law. The Complaint
itself is public record, and is linked to my website, www.ArlaineRockey.com. I
would hope that people would read the Complaint before making judgments about
my client, her motives, or the timing of this lawsuit, which was out of
her control due to the applicable statute of limitations" (photos from the
book, of Holleman with the McGhee family).”

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Law and Order: TPS (Trailer Park Style)

2006-08-08T17:27:00.000-04:00

Last night I was bored out of my mind, having achieved the latest architecture award in aluminum foil masterpieces. I noticed someone had provided the link to this lawsuit everyone is talking about--you know the one. It’s the one where this woman (hereafter known as “Jeannie”) is suing Clay and Faye et al (hereafter known as Clay and Faye) because they badmouthed her book on the message boards. Jeannie sort of knew Clay and Faye a while back and knew some members of their circle and wrote an unauthorized bio. (I use the term “wrote” loosely. They need to tighten their educational standards in NC.) Although it seems she only wrote nice stuff about the Clayman, this irritated Clay and Faye. So Faye and her delegates told the message boards not to buy it. You get the drift.

Now I’m sympathetic with the unauthorized bio thing. Who wants just anyone writing about YOUR life? And it does suck to have former friends ratting out on your life. However, unauthorized bios aren’t exactly new to celebs. It certainly goes on all the time. At least this one appeared to be flattering. So was Faye just mad that Jeannie was profiting here? Or was something else going on?

So I dive into this 69 page lawsuit. I haven’t read many lawsuits involving pop stars, so this was exciting. Okay, not really. After twenty pages of who ate chicken at whose house and who was whose sister-in-law it got fairly dull. Another 20 pages in and I’m starting to want to jump out the window and slap everyone involved for being mean to the 78 year old woman involved. But then something catches my eye on page 46.

p.46
#298

“Upon information and belief, the malice of Parker and/or Aiken may stem from some
mistaken belief by Parker that Plaintiff, then approximately eighteen years old, was
complicit in the inappropriate attention that Vernon Grissom, Aiken’s biological father, paid to Plaintiff, (which occurred prior to Aiken’s birth); However, Plaintiff was frightened by Grissom’s stalking behavior, and Plaintiff’s mother and even law enforcement had to speak to Grissom before he would leave Plaintiff alone; There are independent witnesses who can verify these claims at trial and these allegations were brought to the attention of Aiken’s attorneys in September, 2005, with Plaintiff’s assurances, via the undersigned counsel, that Plaintiff had not revealed anything about Grissom’s actions in Out of the Blue;”

WHAT?

I read that again. Is this Jeannie woman saying that Faye and Clay may actually be pissed at her for a different reason? Is she saying that Clay’s father hit on her when she was 18 and that her mother and the cops had to ask him to stop stalking her? That Faye may have thought Jeannie encouraged Vernon in these activities? Is Jeannie also saying that she assured Faye prior to the book being published that none of this info was in the book?

If anyone has any better interpretation of this, let us know.

Talk about bizarre. But it does make you wonder. Other Clay books have been published without all the anger from the Clay camp.

Finally, check out the letter that Jeannie wrote to Faye at the end of this lawsuit. I haven’t read “Out of the Blue”, but this letter is scary. The grammar and spelling alone are enough to make one run screaming.

After I read through this mess? They all deserve each other.

Tin

You can find the link to the full lawsuit here:

Holleman's Complaint

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Called On The Carpet...

2006-08-08T14:25:00.000-04:00

Welcome!

After ya'll have a look around, we suggest you click into amazon.com and stop the bickering. Word has it that the bots have put out a "hit" on this fine man:

These purdy ladies are probably next. (I wonder if Raleighlady would last 2 rounds with them? Nah...)

And lastly, since we've been called a "porno" blog, we wouldn't want to disappoint!

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Pictures Speak Louder Than Words...

2006-08-06T01:47:00.000-04:00

Years of therapy in the making...

The makers of this need to be taken away in a REAL one:

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Clayzed and Confloozed...

2006-08-05T21:17:00.000-04:00

Dear Miss Tinny,

Just call me clayzed and confloozed about how to buy
my Clay CD's and help get him to #1 on Amazon. I'm
afraid to post my question on the clay board because
people might call me a bad fan, plus sometimes haters
see those posts and copy them over. Maybe your readers
can help me out.

Here's the deal. I ordered 8 copies of the new CD with
the special link. I was so proud that I could do my
part to help get him to #1. Well, it seems that Amazon
is messed up and he was only #1 for a few hours. Now
he's not #1 anymore and I already bought 8 CD's.
Should I buy 8 more today? Should I return the 8 that
I bought yesterday and buy 8 more on another day?

I was reading another public board that is not a
fanboard and everyone on that board said they are only
buying 1 CD and that nobody really buys 8. They say
that was just Clay being snarky. Should I go post over
there and link them to the instructions for multiple
purchases?

I'm so confluzed I just don't know what to do. No
matter what I do, it will be wrong somewhere. I hope
your readers can give me some suggestions.

Thank you,
Clazed & Confloozed

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NEWS FLASH! Clay Aiken Goes Country!

2006-08-04T15:01:00.000-04:00

Yes, you heard it here first!

The previously scrapped tracks on Clay's album have been resurrected! He may have changed direction, but we have salvaged a collection of songs you're sure to love!

We're proud to announce the release of Clay's very first country album!

You're sure to be singing along in the shower with rousing knee-tapping favorites like:

1. Get Your Tongue Outta My Mouth 'Cos I'm Kissin' You Goodbye

2. His Teeth Was Stained, But His Heart Was Pure

3. How Can I Miss You If You Won't Go Away?

4. I Keep Forgettin' I Forgot About You

5. I Liked You Better Before I Knew You So Well

6. I Still Miss You, Baby, But My Aim's Gettin' Better

7. I'll Marry You Tomorrow But Let's Honeymoon Tonight

8. I'm So Miserable Without You, It's Like Having You Here

9. I've Got Tears In My Ears From Lyin' On My Back and Cryin' Over You

10. If I Can't Be Number One In Your Life, Then Number Two On You

11. Mama Get A Hammer (There's A Fly On Papa's Head)

12. My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love You

13. If The Phone Don't Ring, You'll Know It's Me

And the number one Country and Western song of the time:

14. I Haven't Gone To Bed With Any Ugly Men But I've Sure Woke Up With A Few

Act right now and order with your handy-dandy:

and we'll be sure to send you your very own:

HURRY WHILE SUPPLIES LAST!

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"Here He Comes Again..."

2006-08-03T14:16:00.000-04:00

Press Release Source: RCA Records

Clay Aiken Releases New RCA Records Album 'A Thousand Different Ways' in Stores on September 19th
Thursday August 3, 10:00 am ET

LOS ANGELES, Calif., August 3 /PRNewswire/ -- The long wait for Clay Aiken fans is over. RCA Records will release the singer's third album, "A Thousand Different Ways" on September 19th. The project, Aiken's first outing since 2004, combines 10 cover versions of well-known songs from the '70s, '80s and '90s with four brand-new songs.
(Photo: http://www.newscom.com/cgi-bin/prnh/20060803/NYTH075 )

Source: RCA Records

The album is a follow-up to Aiken's debut set, "Measure of a Man," which debuted at No. 1 on the Billboard album chart and is certified triple-platinum, as well as the platinum-selling "Merry Christmas with Love," the best-selling holiday album of the 2004 season.

For Aiken, the new album's title has multiple meanings. "This is an album of love songs," he explains, "but they are about all different kinds of love. Romantic love, Friendship, Unconditional love. There are a thousand different kinds of love; a thousand different ways to tell someone you love them. And, on top of that, since so many of these songs are covers, it's realistic to say that many of them have been or could be sung a thousand different ways."

In fact, Aiken has put his own spin on some of the well-known songs he has recorded for his new album. "These are songs I heard growing up. I loved them then and I still love them today, but we decided to do them a little differently. They have new arrangements and we put our own style on some of them."

Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil's "Here You Come Again," a No. 3 hit for Dolly Parton in 1978, stands out for Aiken. "I've always loved that song," he says. "But for this album, we didn't use a country arrangement. It's a ballad version now. Adam Anders produced the most amazing arrangement and I couldn't wait to sing it."

Aiken credits Chairman CEO BMG U.S., Clive Davis for coming up with the concept for the album. "When we first embarked on making an album, my executive producer Jaymes Foster and I started out with one or two covers, then we had three. We slowly discovered that it's harder these days to come by songs that are as superb as the songs that I grew up on. Based on that, it was Clive's brainchild that we take classic love songs of the last 30 years and pair them with four new songs. He is a man who not only knows music, but really has his finger on the pulse of what listeners want to hear."

Those who have come to expect Aiken to belt out a song won't be disappointed. The album shows off Aiken's vocals in a big way with songs like the Bad English hit "When I See You Smile" and Harry Nillsson's "Without You." But Aiken will surprise fans by singing in a more relaxed style on some tracks than they have heard before, showing a different, sexier side.

Aiken fans will also be glad to know he was personally involved with the selection of every track and that he participated in every aspect of the album. "For the first album, most of the songs were chosen ahead of time. I was less of a participant in the process. The second album was a Christmas album, so we naturally chose songs of the season. This new album has much more of me in it. Right from the beginning, Clive and Jaymes wanted to find songs that were right for me. Jaymes told me, "Stay in your lane, but remember it's okay to swerve a little and see where it takes you.' That's exactly what we did."

The following is a complete track listing for the much-anticipated "A Thousand Different Ways," including writer and producer credits:

RIGHT HERE WAITING
Originally recorded by: Richard Marx
Written by: Richard Marx / Produced by: John Fields

WHEN I SEE YOU SMILE
Originally recorded by: John Waite
Written by: Diane Warren / Produced by: John Fields

WITHOUT YOU
Originally recorded by: Badfinger and Then Harry Nilsson
Written by: William Collings, Thomas Evans, Michael Gibbins, Peter Ham,
and J.C. Molland
Produced by: John Fields

LONELY NO MORE
(NEW SONG)
Written by: Andreas Carlsson, Samuel Waermo, Mimmi Waermo & Clay Aiken
Produced by: Andreas Carlsson and Samuel Waermo

SORRY SEEMS TO BE THE HARDEST WORD
Originally recorded by: Elton John
Written by: Elton John & Bernie Taupin
Producer by: Per Magnusson & David Kreuger

EVERYTIME YOU GO AWAY
Originally recorded by: Paul Young
Written by: Daryl Hall
Produced by: Adam Anders

EVERYTHING I DO (I DO IT FOR YOU)
Originally recorded by: Bryan Adams
Written by: Bryan Adams, Michael Kamen & Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Produced by: John Fields

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS - Guest Vocals by Suzie McNeil
Originally recorded by: Foreigner
Written by: Michael Jones
Produced by: Russ Irwin, Marti Frederiksen & Charlton Pettus

THESE OPEN ARMS
(NEW SONG)
Written by: Jon Bon Jovi & Desmond Childs
Produced by: John Fields

BECAUSE YOU LOVED ME
Originally recorded by: Celine Dion
Written by: Diane Warren
Produced by: Eman

HERE YOU COME AGAIN
Originally recorded by: Dolly Parton
Written by: Barry Mann & Cynthia Weil

EVERYTHING I HAVE - Featuring William Joseph on Piano
(NEW SONG)
Written by: Jeremy Bose
Arranged by: Jeremy Lubbock

A THOUSAND DAYS
(NEW SONG)
Written by: Christian Leuzzi, Aldo Nova & Emanuel Olsson
Produced by: John Fields

BROKEN WINGS
Originally recorded by: Mr. Mister
Written by: Richard Page, John Lang & Steve George
Produced by: Eman

Clay Nutrition 101

2006-08-02T23:56:00.000-04:00

From Clay's blogs, we know a lot about his food likes and dislikes.

For example, we know he hates veggies, (especially beets)

but we know he likes frankfurters

We support Clay in his creative diet!

Oh. One more thing! Practice safe eating Clay. ALWAYS use condiments!

Tin and Kilroy

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Tin's Arts and Crafts Showcase...

2006-08-02T15:32:00.000-04:00

Dear FBI and other law enforcement agencies:
Please note that no rolls of aluminum foil were actually harmed during the making of these crafts. Thank you.

Tin's creativity has been out of control. I thought I'd share some of the things she's been up to lately. (She's too shy to post this stuff herself.) ;)

This little beauty was inspired after a few too many margaritas and an endless loop of Animal Planet on Tivo

A friend had been walking their dog and stopped by for a chat. I'm not sure when they'll be back

Tin's first (and last?) attempt at formal wear

In honor of our "Superherofan," here's "Super hero man!"

Lastly, everyone meet Tin's "uncle Eddie." This is the last known photo taken of him before he joined Heaven's Gate. RIP uncle Eddie... wherever you are

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Help! Tin's Run Amuck!

2006-08-01T21:49:00.000-04:00

With all the promos out, the clazies are running full-steam-ahead. It's wreaking havoc on Tin's sensitivities.

My office was redecorated!

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HOT or NOT??????

2006-08-01T00:45:00.000-04:00

This pic was sent to us and it is allegedly Clay's new main squeeze.

So what do you think?

Hot or not?

(Tin and I vote HOT!)

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A Topic Worth Re-Visiting

2006-07-30T23:01:00.000-04:00

Between reading the emails we get at the blog, reading some very interesting blog comments, and having my own experiences with some "out there" Clay fans, it's more clear to me than ever before that there really are some disturbed people in Clay's fandom. The sad thing is, he knows this, and encourages its continuation.

Even the most serious of fans joke about 'drinking the kool-aid,' and how they'll flock to see whatever Clay does. Even if he's only going to "sing the phone book!" At first, I thought this was sickening, but kind of endearing too. I didn't find it endearing for long.

After my first concert, it wasn't cute anymore. Instead of enjoying a show, I focused more on the obsessed, middle-aged women who dressed strangely, screamed like banshees, and spoke about Clay like he was a piece of meat they wanted to inhale whole. I was embarrassed, and I'm about as far from a prude as one can get.

As time progressed, some normally timid women began daring talk between themselves on some of the freer boards-- saying things about wanting to suck Clay off, wondering how big his "cock" was (did they speak that way at home? Did they call their husband's penis a cock?) and inventing all sorts of games they'd play in bed with Clay if only given the chance. And as we know, x-rated Clay fan fic was going strong.

What continues to disturb me further, is that these women don't see that there's anything wrong with their behavior. They don't think that they have a problem. (WE have the problem, not them!) Or if they do, they find all sorts of ways to justify it.

Yes, it's sad that so many people in our world are lonely. Yes, it's sad that it's taken a man like Clay to awaken the (imagined) possibilities that dwell within an intimate relationship between a man and a woman. Yes, it's sad that Clay fills the empty spaces in so many. But after awhile, people need to take responsibility for their own happiness. Clay can't make anyone happy. He doesn't even seem to have the capacity to make himself very happy. We create our own destiny, just as Clay creates his own.

When John Paulus came onto the scene, many of us weren't shocked. We all have our own reasons for that, but I watched how Clay's fans reacted very closely. It was then that I realized how truly SICK some of them are. When a blog comment outlined cults, it became clear. So in order to understand where some Clay fans are coming from, I decided to find a comprehensive site that outlined cult-ish behavior. I expected to find a lot of things matching, but what surprised me was that nearly everything did!

Read things through, and then draw your own conclusions. I've made a few of my own comments, but could've made many more.

K

More Studies On Cult Behavior

[A cult will exhibit one or more of the following traits:]

1. Encourages the violation of personal ethics or encourages deception to prove loyalty to the group (Church ladies read Clay porn. I could go on--)

2. Encourages the relinquishment of personal responsibility for actions, and restricts access to outside people or information (Over-zealous Mods/and private forums abound)

3. Inhibits critical thinking so that "group think" predominates, and many subjects are taboo for discussion (Clayboard, anyone?)

4. Restricts the ability to leave the group

5. Uses intense indoctrination

6. Demands absolute obedience

7. Applies intense pressure towards group conformity (Again, Clayboard. But many other message boards have segregated also because their members haven't been able to express their opinions openly)

8. Demands stereotyped behavior physically and/or psychologically -- the "assembly line" effect ("cloning") (Oh boy!)

9. Encourages over-dependency

10. Manipulates feelings in a conscious way (Hello Clay?)

11. Appeals to fear of not being saved or enlightened

12. Appeals to greed

13. Appeals to power

14. Appeals to the glamour of being the elect (remember the fan who tried to question why there were so many private vaults/keys in Clay land? It got deleted from the CB fast!)

15. Appeals to vanity and flattery of the ego

16. Uses guilt to control behavior

17. Uses humiliation to control (So many bully fans fit this)

18. Uses intimidation or threats (and very silly email names!)

19. Plays on low self-esteem or feelings of inadequacy (Anyone read LTS?)

20. Encourages sexual relationships with teacher (Uh... phew!)

21. Uses high-pressure sales pitches and plays on loyalty of friends to attract members (Anyone for a Clayversion?)

22. Evidences extreme paranoia and the stockpiling of firearms for "protection" (Maybe the only serious injury Clay's CD's can do is hurt your ear drums, but buying the same CD in double digits is NOT normal behavior!)

Fear Factor

2006-07-29T23:16:00.000-04:00

We get some interesting mail here at the old tin foil blog. We get the weird, the friendly, the downright bizarre, the funny, and well, the sad. Today I’m going to focus on some of the stuff I hope is on the decline. The fear.

Being a fan of a pop singer should be, well, fun. It shouldn’t be scary. But you wouldn’t know that from what we hear. There are people out there who are very, very nervous about their involvement with the Clay fandom. Some of them want to stop being fans but they don’t know how. Some of them are angry and they want to post on our blog about things they have seen. Some of them are just sad and overwhelmed and none of their friends on their boards want to listen to them.

I have a news flash: plenty of fans suspect or firmly believe that Clay is gay. If they are active on their boards they aren’t going to say that because they’ll get kicked off, but they still believe it. There’s also a huge rift between the conservative “no way-he’s a virgin crowd” and the “yeah, he’s gay all right” crowd. That rift is growing all the time and separating the fan base.

Fans who are sick of the whole thing are wanting to get out. Some are tired of the mess and others are angry. Often they wind up reading our blog, mainly because there’s nowhere else to go.

It always amazes me to get an e-mail like this: “I’d love to post on your blog, but I am really afraid. If anyone found out from the Clayboard, I’d be banned.” Some women have even expressed a fear that their former Clayfriends might tell their HUSBANDS how much money they spent on Clay stuff (for example) or that they were the authors of porno fan fic stories. (This cracks me up!) However, I guess that might be embarrassing to the neighbors.

I might be wrong, but I get the idea here that lots of fans aren’t even “in love” with Clay anymore. Their real problem seems to be separating from the friends and from the boards. If YOU are in this category and are reading, I hope you’ll take courage in the fact that you aren’t alone. Plenty of others are going through the same thing. There is life after Clay fandom and it’s just fine. Get out there and live it. We’re here if you need place to post.

And shame on the rabid fans who are intimidating people into staying in a group they don’t want to be in anymore. That reminds me of some religious cult…..chasing people down after they try to leave. Grow up. If you want to follow Clay till your last breath, fine. But let other people alone.

Tin

Sweet Charity???!!!

2006-07-28T11:52:00.000-04:00

Holy tin foil! Who knew one little plea (okay, it was more like whining) from the Claystud could get people talking so much? Our e-mail basket is loaded.

I selected a few quickies that caught my eye. Clay is simply amazing. And I don't mean that in a good way.

After the link was posted encouraging his fans to donate in his name, one board had a thread going about it. Poster after poster shared the good news "Yep, I donated!" A couple of them asked a few technical questions about linking here or there or if they had "done" it right. I was merrily reading along when one post sort of scared me.

The poster asked "How do I do such and such? I want to make sure Clay is getting credit here."

The response was: "Just do as he says."

The following are quotes brought to our blog today. I believe this one came from the OFC:

Why set up a special URL for your fans' donations? : 07/27/06 11:30 PMClay, I am disappointed that you have asked people to make contributions to UNICEF through a special URL for you and your fans. I truly believe that you want to be a force for good, but your request that all donations be channeled through this special URL makes you appear to be taking advantage of the misery of the Middle East situation as a way to promote your own influence in the fundraising world. I would have felt differently if you had asked people to contribute to UNICEF WITHOUT asking them to contribute to a specially designated link whose sole purpose is to show off your own fund raising influence.Additionally, making this all sound like a game ("Let the games begin") only underscores that you may be losing sight of what is really at stake here.

Finally, I think that you should have also suggested that people donate funds tochildren and their families in Israel who have been injured, orphaned, displaced or otherwise harmed by Katyushas hitting their homes and families. (These arenot only Jewish children, but Arab children as well -- the Northern Israel area has a very large Arab population.)The purpose of humanitarian aid is to show victims that other people throughout the world care about them and that they are not alone -- the fact that the victims may live in a country that is not considered to be "poor" enough to be helped by UNICEF doesn't make the pain andsuffering of innocent children and their families less painful.I know you mean well, but I think you should have thought through more carefully the implications of your blogs.

Not sure about the origin of this next quote but very interesting if true:

Anonymous said... WOW!!! We have received about 12 links to this blog in the last thirty minutes. Very interesting. Why did we get it? Cuz my roomie works for UNICEF and many people who know us both and who are fans apparently know that he works for UNICEF! I mentioned the fan club blogs to him when they were sent to us. He is uncomfortable with the way this is playing out and is concerned that the overtones are somewhat exploitative. Reading blogs or internet message boards is not something he does so I could not ask him to come here himself. He does not work on the ambassador program but his role requires a close connection to it. These are his comments in answer to several questions. I think you will be able to follow the discussion. He is a very objective person I think.

"UNICEF does not promote competition amongst its ambassadors. No ambassador has ever asked any donors to tell UNICEF they are donating in the name of the ambassador. UNICEF does not give "credit" for the amount of funds raised so there would be no reason to keep track of which ambassador's followers sent in what funds. That is not how it is done. Some will ask potential donors that they consider making a donation to UNICEF if it is something they believe in. Typically if someone wishes to donate in honor of someone the donor initiates the honorarium rather than the namesake requesting that the donation be earmarked to him. It is quite foreign to the organizational way of working to have an ambassador ask for donations to prove how popular he is. We would hate to think that the generosity of the giving spirit is masked by the misuse of the cause for professional promotional purposes (whether that promotion takes place publicly or internally within UNICEF)."

"Certainly this tragic situation has created an urgent need to respond with humanitarian aid from all parts of the world. The mission of UNICEF is to protect the health and welfare of children worldwide. UNICEF is, of course, on behalf of the children, grateful for the generosity shown to those in need. It does however, in my opinion, diminish the dignity of the children to turn their hour of need into the basis for a showing of popularity. Perhaps, and in the spirit of giving the benefit of the doubt, the desire to help quickly was the motivating factor in terming the donative process "a game." No matter what the motivation, in my view which may or may not be prevalent, the initiated process by him in the present format (with the most unfortunate language) has somewhat cheapened the outreach."

"When Clay Aiken appeared on the Larry King show we watched to see what would be said about UNICEF. We were introducing Indie.Arie as a new ambassador at an event in Manhattan the next week and quite frankly we were not particularly happy that he chose to pre-empt her announcement by using what we understood was a promotional appearance for his Christmas cd and first holiday tour to announce the UNICEF relationship. We had worked to establish the relationship with Ms. Arie for some time and his televised announcement completely overshadowed her moment."

"What was somewhat disconcerting was the way he chose to announce the relationship. He stated that UNICEF had approached him; that UNICEF came to him: that UNICEF asked him to be an ambassador. That was not the truth of the relationship and it did cause some to pause over his mis-staement of that point. He was not on anyone's short OR long list at UNICEF. A member of his team made the pitch for him to be named an ambassador over two or three meetings held in New York first on the global side then on the US side which is where he serves. When news began to circulate that he wanted to be an ambassador most people had to be informed of who he was. The ideas put forth at the meetings by his representative for the work to be advanced through the relationship were impressive. Because of our confidence in what we heard it was decided to accept the offer from his representative for him to become an ambassador and education was the assigned portfolio."

"There were complaints from his management team that UNICEF was taking up too much of his time; that he thought he would be paid for his time (there were numerous reminders by his management when scheduling was taking place that "you know he isn't being paid for this" that did filter thru the office) and it is always quite difficult to get phone calls returned or any real cooperation except for any press requests. Most of the ambassadors want to do much more than we ask and DO give beyond our expectations. We have not YET found that with his service to UNICEF. As far as any press releases that contain quotes from him, those are written by the media team and his spoken remarks are also prepared for him This is true for most ambassadors however, many have immersed themselves in learning about UNICEF organically so their communications through the UNICEF media team are based on their own remarks.'

Finally, a former fan sent this to me. She clicked on the UNICEF link to give and used the "contact us" link to complain about the situation. She suggests others do the same if they feel as we do.

"I realize that every dollar donated is valuable regardless of its source. However, I strenuously object to recent communications made by Clay Aiken on his WEB site in regards to, basically, making donations in his name. I view this as nothing more than an attempt to measure a dwindling yet fanatic fan base while simultaneously exploiting that fan base. I believe it is a self-aggrandizing response to ongoing and prolonged rumors that put his integrity into question. "

Cleaning Out The Closet

2006-07-27T12:55:00.000-04:00

Dear Miss Tinny,

After several years of being a loyal Clay fan, I'm
moving on to Taylor Hicks. His fans seem to be a bit
more grounded and I will fit in better. Here's my
problem and perhaps your readers can help me.

I've been a good fan, a true fan. It was important to
me to support Clay any way I can. I now have an entire
room full of Clay stuff. What should I do with it?
Bagging it up and hauling it to the curb just seems so
cruel. Think of the embarassment if the bags were to
break. Being mocked by the trash collectors is more
than I can bear. Do you think any of these items will
fetch me some cash on EBay?

1) I have somehow wound up with 27 copies of MOAM. I
bought 7 the first time around. Then I bought some
extras to take to nursing homes, but it seems that
market is already saturated in my area. I bought some
more when the scandals started breaking to show my
unconditional support. Should I try to sell these on
EBay or should I do the right thing and just send them
to the troops?

2) It seems I've overbought on the Clay thongs as
well. I buy everything in multiples of 7 so I have 14
of them now. Some of the thongs are slightly used. I
should probably hang on to these items because they
might be worth more after Clay wins his Grammy.

3) Clay pins: Whoops, seems I went a bit overboard on
them and I now have 2700 of them displayed on my wall.
They were so cute I just couldn't resist.

4) I have several dog sweaters with Clay's face on
them that I knitted myself. They're a bit stretched
out and now Clay's face looks too fat. Do you think
the price of $27 would be too much to ask?

5) TV Guides with Clay on the cover: I bought 7 copies
of each of the 3 pictures. I only read 1 of them so
these are all in mint condition.

6) Learning to Sing: I have more copies of this book
than I know what to do with. I felt so sad every time
I saw them in the bargain bin for $3.88 I just bought
them all. I have hardcovers and paperbacks. Do you
think the nursing homes would want these?

I hope your readers can give me some help. I need to
make room for all the Taylor stuff I'm going to buy.

(A big thanks to Morningstar for today's blog topic! Anyone else wanting to send questions to "Dear Tinny," please do so! Tinny's reply will be coming soon! Readers, feel free to reply to this anguished ex-fan yourselves, too!)

Christmas in.... July?

2006-07-26T11:59:00.000-04:00

This just in from the Clayvine......(sound of teletype....).....

As many of you have heard there is a RUMORED concert of Clay's somewhere in Pennsylvania on December 9th. Apparently some ambitious (annoying) Claymate works across the street from some very sorry venue and was visiting it when she happened to ask if they were "ever having that hawt guy Clay Aiken"? Of course, the 15 year old box office girl said "Yeah. I think maybe on 12/ 9 but I am not sure....."

As many of you further know all hell has broken loose in Clayland. Even though this concert is not totally confirmed, (I think it depends on whether Lee Ann Rimes breaks her leg or not), the Mates have gone crazy. Now, this small venue (seats about 2000 normal butts, 1000 Claymates) will only sell subscriptions at this time. So you just don't buy the 12/9 ticket to possibly see Clay....you have to buy the whole season's worth of stuff. (This includes a chance at Donny Osmond with long teeth.)

Does this deter the Claybats? Oh, hell no. They're already buying the season subscriptions to this little place, and making plane reserves and hotel accommodations. I'm told there are even some party plans in the works. I suppose Flat Clay is getting fitted for a new holiday outfit as we speak.

But get this... a few of the old gals are threatening this venue. If things don't come through and they don't get to see CLAY.....well, that's FRAUD! Their threats and endless phone calls and e-mails have driven everyone at this venue to drink. They've got this poor staff at this place ready to hurl. Anyone wonder why Clay has no friends in show biz and why he doesn't get invited to do a lot of things?

Tinny---over and out.

Sex And The Married Man...

2006-07-25T11:29:00.000-04:00

Yes, yes, it's true. There's a rumor going around that Mr. Clay was found in a compromising photo with a married man. Of course, we can't fault him for that. It happens to the best of us...gay, straight, female, male, green, whatever.

However, being the resourceful group that we are, we wanted to help Clay become SMARTER about his dating and avoid these horrible pitfalls. Clay, here are some tips for you! (We know you read here, you skunk!)

Clear-Cut Clues before You Meet

* His profile is photo free. Yes, this might simply mean that he's camera shy. But then again, he may be hiding something. What married man wants his picture accessible to tons of people, some of whom might know his wife? (Or he might have cloobies or just be butt ugly.)

* He lists his marital status as "separated." Judith Lever, a 40-year-old magazine editor from New York City, briefly dated a guy she met through JDate.com. She sighs, "He said the marriage was over. It turned out, not only was he still living in the same house as his wife, they were sleeping in the same bed!" (Ewwwww!, We think that means they were still doin' the nasty!)

* His home phone number is privileged information. Once you've spoken, he should be comfortable handing out those seven digits. If he's not, proceed at your own risk. Debra Daniels, a 37-year-old executive from Boston, explains, "He might say, 'I always use my cell,' or 'I just moved and haven't hooked it up yet,' or 'Call me at the office because I work all the time,' but more likely, he's just working you." Debra says, "If I suspect he's married, I call him out on it right away, and, magically, he never calls back." (Or he might not want psychotic pop singers to call him all the time and whine about how horny they are...it's hard to tell.)

* He's in no rush to meet ‑- or he can't wait to meet. Lisa Daily, author of Stop Getting Dumped!, says, "Some married guys want to continue their online flirtation forever because that way they feel that technically they're not cheating. Other married guys want to make an immediate date because they're only interested in a fling." (Can you believe that some guys are only interested in a quick fling? Just sex? SHOCK! How trashy! How low!)

Warning Signs Once You've Met

* Sex is his primary interest. Infidelity expert Ruth Houston says, "If he brings it up early in the first phone conversation or on the first date, there could be a reason for that." Debi Rosen, a 32-year-old banker from Milwaukee who made the married-man mistake, says, "Initially I felt flattered that Peter was so hot for me. I slowly realized that sex was all he wanted because everything else he got from his wife." (What kind of man only wants sex? Really!)

* You're not invited into his home or into his life. Houston, author of Is He Cheating on You? 829 Telltale Signs, warns, "Watch out if you don't get to meet his family and friends and he's very secretive about them. Also, be careful if his place is off-limits or he's only available at odd times." Houston suggests coming right out and asking if he's married. She says that if he's lying, he'll probably do one of the following: beat around the bush, hesitate, break eye contact or touch his nose or earlobe before answering. (Yes, Clay, if any man beats his bush while talking to you? I'd run fast!)

Happy fishing Clay...let us know if you catch a big one....

It's a New Topic!

2006-07-23T22:49:00.000-04:00

Till we get something better, here's a quicker load.

Chat away and carry on.

Tin

Dogs Have Owners. Cats Have Staff...

2006-07-21T00:54:00.000-04:00

Earlier, Tin and I were discussing an idea for another blog topic, but it seems that there was a bit of trouble at the foil factory. Until she and I can get the wrinkles out of a few details, we'll "make do" with something "cute" until we can finish. This is totally off-topic, but I know many of us have fur-kids! :)

Remember, we're always looking for blog topics! If you have any, please email them to us!

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I Am A De-sexed Pussy Cat

I am a desexed pussy cat, they took me to the vet,
Because I got all horny, but I never got one yet.
The female cats around me just hissed and scratched my face,
And my owners got annoyed with me when I hissed around the place.

So in humiliation for they couldn't face the truth,
I went and showed my discontent by crying on the roof.
Well this got the neighbours going, and in came all the calls,
When I heard the big one saying, "That cat is going to loose his balls."

We were waiting in the waiting room, I was naive I must mention,
Though I did detect some guilty looks and the air was full of tension.
And It must have been my cat instincts that made me loose my cool,
For I felt a great urgency to protect the family jewels.

So I escaped and I took off up the road,
Over a fence, across a yard, and tucked up inside was my load.
The little one caught me, -I cried and pleaded why?
As she handed me over to a man in a coat who stuck a needle into my thigh.

When I came to, - in a dopey sleepy blur,
I felt cold, depressed sore, -I couldn't even purr.
And when I think of all the injustices, cats aint got no rights,
Not like you two legged humans, that stay up and play up all night.

I was just a big fluffy kitten, a randy teenage tom,
But now I'm just a neutered thing, because both of my cods are gone.
So I hang out here on the hearth rug, slowly going crackers
All because some capitalistic, self-righteous vet, went and knicked my knackers.

This is just wrong

Want fries with your dogs?

Hope he grows into some of those!

Fill My Eyes With That Double Vision...

2006-07-19T20:32:00.000-04:00

A very kind emailer gifted us with a picture of Clay today. A picture that has been on a few popular boards now, and no one in Clay-land seems to doubt its authenticity. However, it looks strangly similar to the pictures posted below it.

You be the judge:

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The blog has gone to members only. Email us at npfca@yahoo.com if you want to join in. The rules are simple: No fan-girly gushing over Clay and his attributes (that encompasses anything that would make non-fans eyes roll) and no spamming. If you annoy anyone with either of these things, you'll get zapped. Many of us have been burned or burned out on the fandom and like to discuss the other side of things. If this interests you, send an email!

Tin and Kilroy

Hacking Up A Hairball...

2006-07-18T11:35:00.000-04:00

In the spirit of www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com (the link thingie is STILL not working!)

we bring you: www.catsasuglyasclayaikenshairyass.com

If you search the archives, there are hairless cats included from Clay's short-lived "manscaping" period.

If you have trouble navigating the site, just keep waiting. It will be fixed "soon."

Soon, I promise.

It will really be worth the wait. It will be soon.

Did I mention that it will be soon?

Alrighty then.

How To Get Ahead In Hollywood

2006-07-17T14:00:00.000-04:00

Since posting our email address on the front page, we've received tons of fan fic from generous emailers. The following work of fiction is from one of the fan boards. If you thought that the last one was bad, here's its gay counterpart. Tin and I love this one!

Title: How to Get Ahead in Hollywood

By: Claysgurrrl

Pairing: Clanilow, Clavis, and others (no bitching-YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!)

Rating: X-pure filth

Disclaimer: This is a product of my sick, twisted mind. It is completely fictional and never happened.

“Mr. Manilow would like to see you in his dressing room.”

Clay wasn’t surprised. He had been looking forward to this, even anticipating it a little. He waited for the assistant to leave, then quickly got ready. It would be bad form to keep Mr. Manilow waiting.

Clay knocked tentatively at the dressing room door.

“Come in.”

He pushed open the door and entered, locking it behind him. The singer-songwriter was sitting at his make-up table, his back to the door. He spoke without turning around.

“It looks like it’s going to be a great show.”

“I hope so,” Clay answered. “I’m really glad you agreed to be on. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

“Well, I’ve been looking forward to meeting you,” the other man replied, still concentrating on touching up his make-up in the mirror. "Clive’s been raving about you for months.” He caught Clay’s eyes in the mirror. “He says you have a golden throat. I can’t wait to check out your talent." He spun around in his chair, spreading his legs, and Clay dropped to his knees and reached for his fly. He thought back on how this had all begun, just after American Idol had ended.

“I don’t want you to be intimidated, being here with me,” Clive said, giving what was probably intended to be a warm smile, but which came out more like a creepy smirk. “Even though you didn’t win, I think we can still put out a successful album.”

“Thank you very much, sir,” Clay responded. “There’s just one thing, though.”

“Yes?”

“I really don’t want to sing anything offensive. I want my album to be something the whole family can listen to.”

“I don’t know if I can sell that. People want something that’s edgy and current. You’ve got to put some balls into it.”

“This is important to me. I want something that even children can listen to.”

Clive started at him and touched his fingertips together.

“I think we may be able to work something out,” he said, looking Clay up and down. He reached out and stroked his thumb across Clay’s lips. “Tell me Clay, do you like sucking cock?”

Clay started.

“Excuse me?” he managed to gasp out.

“Because I really don’t care if you do or you don’t but it would help if you could at least give the impression that you do. That was the problem with Guarini. He would do anything but he was such a bad actor that everybody knew he wasn’t enjoying himself, and that’s not fun for anybody. That’s why his album did so poorly. But you,” he added, licking his lips, “something tells me that you really like it.”

Clay blushed furiously. How did he know, he wondered. How could he have possibly guessed that one of the reasons that Clay had come to Hollywood was to get away from being a closeted gay in the South and maybe find a few guys who would welcome a blowjob from a relatively inexperienced guy. His mind snapped back to the present when Clive spoke again.

“You feel strongly about the content of the album?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Well then, why don’t you show me what you can do.” Clive leaned back in his chair, undoing his pants as Clay dropped to his knees as if in a trance, and took the older man’s cock into his mouth.

“Shit, you’re good,” Barry said, as Clay expertly slid his mouth over the his cock. “Clive wasn’t kidding.” He gasped as Clay opened his mouth wide, taking the entire length down his throat, using all the techniques he had perfected in the past several months. He let his tongue flick along the base of Barry’s cock as he slid it in and out of his throat. He had certainly had a lot of opportunity to practice.

“Mr. Davis doesn’t let just anybody entertain at RCA executive meetings,” the aide was saying. “He must think highly of you.”

Clay wasn’t sure what to think. He only knew that the memo had said that he would be needed as entertainment at the meeting. He wasn’t quite sure what kind of entertainment it was, but his questions were answered soon enough when he was led to a dark room.

“You’ll stay in here,” the aide was saying. “If somebody wants you they’ll knock.” He consulted the paper in his hand. “Hand and mouth only, but you’re expected to do whichever they want.”

Clay’s cock was already twitching and his mouth watering as the aide shut the door. There was minimal light in the closet-sized room. He didn’t have to wait long for his first customer, who immediately upon entering dropped his pants and asked for a blow-job.

Clay lost count of the number of men who came in that night. He only knew that he himself had come three or four times. By the end of the evening his lips were swollen and tender, but he felt as if he could have gone on for hours more. It was only made better when Clive praised him the next day for providing such quality entertainment.

Clay could tell that Manilow was close to coming, He hadn’t become such an expert for nothing. He wrapped his hand around the base of Barry’s cock and moved it along with his mouth, but the other man pulled away. Clay looked up, slightly surprised.

“Get up,” the other man said. “I don’t want to come before I fuck that tight ass of yours.”

Clay stood up.

“Turn around and bend over the table.”

Clay did so, reaching into his pants pocket for the condom and lube he kept there, and handing them to the other man before dropping his pants and draping himself over the make-up table. He watched in the mirror as Manilow rolled on the condom and applied a generous amount of lube to his cock. He then watched as the other man reached his still-slick fingers between Clay’s cheeks and saw the look of surprise and pleasure as he found Clay already slick and wet and ready for him.

“Clive has trained you well.”

He certainly has, Clay thought, drifting back to another day last year.

“Mr. Davis, I respectfully decline to change the name of the album.”

Clive looked shocked.

“You do realize that you don’t have any say? I can call it whatever I want.”

“I understand that, but I feel strongly about the name. I’m willing to make some concessions for it.”

“Really?” Clive looked intrigued. “You ever taken it up the ass?”

“What?”

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

“Never, sir”

“And you feel strongly about the album title?”

“Yes I do.”

“Turn around and drop your pants.”

Clay did as he was told. He heard Clive wander to another part of the room, then return and gently bend him over the conference table. He nudged Clay’s legs apart. Clay felt a tingle of anticipation in his groin. Before he had much time to acknowledge it, he felt a cool slick finger probing at his ass. He forced himself to relax and breathe deeply. Before long, the finger was joined by a second, then a third, gradually working their way in and out of him, stretching him. He felt empty when the fingers were removed, but they were almost immediately replaced by what he knew was Clive’s cock. He could feel the bulbous head stretching him. Just when he thought he couldn’t take any more, the head broke through, and Clive slowly eased the rest of the way into him. Clay found to his surprise that his own cock was rock hard. He gripped the edges of the table as the older man began to thrust into him, slowly at first, then faster and faster. He felt precome leaking from his own cock as his own pleasure increased. Before he knew it, he was coming all over the polished cherrywood table, and Clive was moaning as he emptied himself into Clay’s spasming ass.

When they had both caught their breath, Clive tossed Clay a box of tissues and told him to get dressed and clean up. As Clay pulled up his pants, he caught the other man staring at his cock.

“I guess it wouldn’t do any harm to call it 'Measure of A Man'. I can see how you wouldn’t mind if anybody makes fun of the title.”

Barry was now pumping steadily into Clay’s ass as Clay watched in the mirror. He couldn’t quite believe that he was here being fucked by a legend in the music industry. Of course, there were a lot of things he had done in the past year that he would never have expected to do in his prior life. There were also things that he still wouldn’t do, but they were getting to be fewer and fewer. He thought with a grin of Kimmel. That was one thing he had never expected to do. He hadn’t even known what rimming was, and he was pretty sure he wouldn’t have done it on somebody else. But Kimmel had wanted to do it to him, and it was good publicity. After the first time, he knew why Kimmel had gotten his own show so quickly, and he knew that he was going to want to make many appearances on that show. After all, if somebody wanted to spend hours tonguing his ass and then reward him for it, who was he to complain?

He really couldn’t complain at all. Sure there were downsides to the job, like having to deal with all the screaming female fans, but it was made up for by the seemingly endless supply of cock. The audition for Disney for example.

“So you see, we immediately thought that you might be just the one for the CD.” The man speaking was tall and dark. His shorter, blonder partner stood silently by.

“I’m very honored you thought of me,” Clay responded.

“Clive Davis has said you’re very talented. We thought we’d give you a try.”

“What would you like me to do?”

“Why don’t you strip and lie down,” the man said, indicating a chaise in the corner of the room. It resembled a couch with no back and only one armrest. Clay settled himself onto the chaise and watched while the two men also stripped. The darker one settled at his feet, wasting no time in draping Clay’s legs over his shoulders and plunging his cock into Clay’s ass. Clay couldn’t hold back a moan of pleasure, before the blond’s cock was nudging against his lips. He opened his mouth to take it in as far as possible. He felt the blond reach down to play with his nipples while the other man reached one hand up to stroke his cock. He couldn’t help visualizing how he must look, stretched out on the chaise, and marveled that a year or two ago, he had had trouble finding somebody who would let him suck his cock, and now here he was being fucked from both ends by two of the hottest young executives in Hollywood. He had come just thinking of it, and the executives had been so pleased with him that they had given him the contract to record the song that very day.

Clay found himself close to coming as Barry pumped harder. He no longer worried about it. He found that most of the guys actually like it better when he came. He pushed back with each thrust in, tensing his muscles as Barry withdrew. He could hear both their breathing getting faster and as he grabbed some tissues from the table he caught sight of them again in the mirror and the vision sent him over the edge. He was only vaguely conscious of the other man coming into his ass as he spasmed. He caught most of his come in the tissue, and as soon as the other man withdrew he rapidly dressed again. He knew by now that they didn’t usually want him to stay around afterwards.

Clay’s hand was on the doorknob when he heard his name being called.

“Clay.”

“Yes,” he answered, turning slightly his hand still on the knob.

“Clive was right. You have a real talent. I think you’re going to go far in this business.”

Clay smiled with satisfaction.

“Besides,” the other man added with a grin, “I should know. Remember Clive’s the one who discovered me too.”

I wonder if Clay has any skeletons in his closet like this? ::wiggles eyebrows::

And You Thought Things Were Strange Here?

2006-07-16T13:22:00.000-04:00

All things considered, finding a used celebrity washcloth on eBay just isn't such a huge deal. (Except to Claymates. Wake up people! If it wasn't real evidence, it wouldn't still be in existence! Would any self-respecting man truly let his name be dragged through the mud for so long without defending himself? NO! Clay is not an exception to this because of his celebrity!)

Since the "towel" seemed to cause such a ruckus in Clayland, Tin and I decided to go hunting around to see what else is available for auction. None of the items were as (ahem) exciting as the towel, but with just the click of your mouse, these things CAN be yours!

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http://cgi.ebay.com/Mutant-Oreo-Cookie_W0QQitemZ300008115043QQihZ020QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Mutant Oreo cookie (For when double-stuff isn't quite cutting it.)

http://cgi.ebay.com/WAL-MART-BAG_W0QQitemZ190009086421QQihZ009QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Wal-mart bag (They're hard to come by these days, ya know?)

http://cgi.ebay.com/REAL-HAUNTED-MONKEYS-PAW-CURSED-EVIL-SEE-PROOF_W0QQitemZ140007975739QQihZ004QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Real haunted monkey's paw (It probably smells so bad it causes its owner to hallucinate.)

http://cgi.ebay.com/buy-your-very-own-LESBIAN-PORN-STAR_W0QQitemZ110008866022QQihZ001QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Buy your very own lesbian porn star (Surely you know at least one person who has had this very thing on their Christmas list.)

http://cgi.ebay.com/Watch-Me-Burn-a-Literary-Classic-Dozens-of-Photos_W0QQitemZ130007219262QQihZ003QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Watch me burn literary classics. Dozens of photos (This promises hours of entertainment for the whole family!)

http://cgi.ebay.com/How-Many-Licks-Does-It-Take-RELISTED-LICK-It-AGAIN_W0QQitemZ270007900538QQihZ017QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
How many licks does it take? Do YOU know how to lick it? (Well, do you?)

http://cgi.ebay.com/Orgasmic-Girlfriend-No-10-FREE-SHIPPING_W0QQitemZ300007455984QQihZ020QQcategoryZ1467QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Orgasmic girlfriend #10 (I wonder what happened to #9?) FREE SHIPPING!

http://cgi.ebay.com/I-WILL-SHAVE-your-NAME-into-MY-PUSSYcat_W0QQitemZ160007666625QQihZ006QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
I will shave YOUR name onto my PUSSYcat... (There are no words...)

http://cgi.ebay.com/Gay-Hot-Dog-cooking-fork-Mr-Woody-Unbelievable_W0QQitemZ130006683369QQihZ003QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
Gay? Hotdog cooking "Mr. Woody." (Inspired by Brokeback Mtn. no doubt.)

http://cgi.ebay.com/Mystery-Auction-my-GIRLFRIEND-very-PERSONAL-stuff-NR_W0QQitemZ180006406417QQihZ008QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
My girlfriend's very personal "stuff." (Just keep this "stuff" away from us. Just thinking about Clay Aiken's has been quite enough, thank you.)

http://cgi.ebay.com/Hole-for-Sale_W0QQitemZ130006318580QQihZ003QQcategoryZ1469QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem
A hole. (Hmmm. We really don't need to go there.)

There are only 162 more shopping days until Christmas!

Is This The Party To Whom I Am Speaking?

2006-07-15T11:34:00.000-04:00

The deed has been done.

The seed has been planted.

The train's gone through the tunnel.

The sour cream's been put in the taco.

Yes. They have made contact.

Will santeyamor ever wash her hand (and ear) again?

Will her husband let them run off together to live happily ever after?

Will she abide by the confidentiality agreement Team Clay forced her to sign?

Will her family be able to put up with her moaning, groaning, and sighing for the rest of their natural lives?

To find out, tune in next time for another exciting episode of:

As The Aiken (quarter) Turns...

OH YEAAAHH!!!!!!!

2006-07-14T11:17:00.000-04:00

Yes, things are still fascinating in Clay-land. They're still mooning over the back of Clay's head. (That bald spot IS hawt.)

So while we watch them sip Kool-aid, we thought we'd post a new blog topic to keep things loading faster.

Party on!

(And John, can you stop talking to yourself? 378 posts all from your aliases in the last thread is a bit much!) ;)

Mr. Aiken's Neighborhood

2006-07-12T22:10:00.000-04:00

By - TinnyKpoopy

Let’s all warm up by singing a little ditty

It's a beautiful day here in Raleighwood,
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
If you are gay
Please come my way.....

It's a neighborly day in this Raleighwood,
Can I use your unsecured wireless?
Can I hook up?
Wanna hook up?

I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
I've always wanted to live in Raleighwood with you.

So, let's make the most of this beautiful day.
Since we're together we might as well say:
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Won't you please,
I'll get down on my knees
Please won't you be my neighbor?

Now you all know that Clay’s new big glamorous mansion is called Raleighwood. Well, TinnyK here, to give you the straight (haha! Get it?) dope on who exactly is living in this amazing palace.

First off, we have the Clay man himself:

Is he hawt, or what?

Next we have the matriarch of the family, mama Faye:

Please excuse her sour expression. She’s still getting used to sharing the bathroom with hot young thangs that wander in off the ‘net.

Then we have Raleigh:

::woof-woof::

And Raleigh’s boyfriend:

Then we have some token celebrities and their pet pussy:

Finally we have the new security guard:

(She’s about as “likely” to perform security duty as SVG was.)

Now let’s meet the neighbors!

Guess who we found across the street?

Next door we have:

And finally, behind Raleighwood an oldie but a goodie:

(Clay and Bobby now use the same hairdresser.)

So there you have it, and you can take this one to the bank!

Until next time,

TinnyKPoopy (over AND out!)

Are You Lonesome Tonight?

2006-07-12T15:52:00.000-04:00

From what it was originally meant, the title of this song makes me think of a completely different meaning where Clay is concerned. In fact, it might even be one of his favorite site's slogans.

I popped in to see that a few of you are having trouble with the last blog loading properly, because it's getting too long. We're working on a new blog topic, and planned to have it up soon, but with Tin at the foil factory and me busily tagging freeway signs cross-country, (damn the paint dries fast in Reno!) we've been a bit pressed for time.

Here's a new little space to hang out that should make things easier. I had a few minutes to spare, so I decided to google Clay's image. I haven't done that in awhile (imagine!)

If Claymates think Clay's a lot like Elvis, no wonder he has so many nutty fans. Elvis sure did and still does have some doozies! I bet there's a board where people post who still believe he's alive. (Wasn't he working at Burger King for awhile? Sorry state of affairs that is. Going from being "the King" to having to ask, "would you like fries with that?" Yep. A sorry state of affairs.

Also, in parting, I will leave you with what I like to call:

"Memories of Peta."

Enjoy! We'll have "a real" blog topic up as soon as possible :)

We've Got The Scoop!

2006-07-11T01:50:00.000-04:00

And no, we're not talkin' kitty litter!

Hey Everyone!

I don’t want to brag, but I’m your new super secret source for all the INSIDE scoop on all news about Clay Aiken, that super wonder stud!

My name is TinnyKpoopy, and while I can’t reveal exactly where I get my info, please rest assured that it is true and 100% totally accurate and authentic. At least the details that are beamed into my head seem real to me. So that’s good enough, right?

Anyway, let’s get going here. You didn’t read this far just to hear about ME, you want the DOPE on CLAY.

Today’s secret info (ssshhhh!) concerns the NEW CD! (OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG).

I know the title and even was able to get the track listing. Please do not pass this around the net. If you do you will be forever cursed and your copy of MOAM will develop a skip during the part where Clay sings “The Way”.

It’s all covers, so see if you know the original artists.

RCA RECORDS
2007 Release
Artist: Clay Aiken

Title: “Hey, Look Me Over”

Track Listing

One: Breaking The Habit
Two: Biggest Part Of Me
Three: I’ll Try Anything Once
Four: The Thong Song
Five: Hit Me With Your Best Shot
Six: Tonight’s The Night (in memory of room 207)
Seven: I Am What I Am
Eight: I’ll Do Anything For Love, But I Won’t Do That
Nine: I’m Too Sexy…For My Fans
Ten: Boys, Boys, Boys
Eleven: Ridin’ The Rainbow
Twelve: The Men In My Life

Bonus Track:

Karma Chameleon (duet/reprise with Boy George)

There you have it. Enjoy!

Clay also wants to do a follow up CD. If you know of any other good songs, please post them. I will get them back to him, I promise.

Until next time-

TinnyKpoopy

Love and Literature, Aiken Style

2006-07-10T11:32:00.000-04:00

By- Tinfoilhat2

For a bit of comic relief today, I thought we’d venture over into the world of Clay Aiken fan fiction. For those of you who are novices to this exciting world, let me give you some background.

There’s a ton of fan fic on the net. You’re all probably familiar with the granddaddy of all fanfic, the Star Trek series….

“Captain, I think we’re in another world.”
“Yes, what is that strange noise?”
“It’s from some pop singer. Clay someone or other.”
“Quick, let’s beam back up. I sense ear damage.”
“Right, away sir.”

Once Clay came on the scene, writers of all types flocked to put down their thoughts about him in poetry, pictures, and (for our purposes) story form.

There are lots of different themes in the Clay fiction world. Clay is often a famous singer (imagine!), but he also can be a successful businessman, a caveman, or even President! Who knew?! Of course, Clay is always a great lover and VERY tender and giving with his heroine. Which brings us to….

COMMON THEMES OF CLAY HEROINES:
-he hits them with a car and then sings them out of a coma
-he locks eyes with them at a concert and then sings them out of a coma
-he falls in love with their child and then sings the child out of a coma

You get the idea.

Most Clay fiction is rated, well, pretty dirty. Some is rated G. Clay and the girl just hold hands and pledge undying love while he sings a lot and buys her flowers. Those stories usually have bad spelling. Better writers have Clay “doing the nasty” in all sorts of positions and locations. After all, Clay Aiken is a stud with ladies. Always hard, always willing, and always faithful. Hmmm, usually always.

Now, Clay CAN be gay in some stories, but we’ll save that for another time. We don’t want to shock anyone here. (As if!)

For those who enjoy the hard core Clay, we have the porno side of Clay fic. I tried to find something to give you a true sense of just how delightful this can be.

The following excerpt is by a writer named “Claysgoode”. I know nothing about this writer, other than she/he is one spicy little author! This story is a bit different--note the “heroine” is forty-eight years old!

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Clay dropped my legs to the floor and stepped back releasing me from the wall. My eyes dropped to his cock…..it was huge and it was all mine. Clay lifted my hand into his and held it tightly, then slid his other hand down to his hard on and held it as we walked down the hall to the double doors of his suite, which were still open just as he had left them.

Jerome followed us with my bag in tow, placing it inside the door. He looked at both of us…….“Ya’ll enjoy each other” he said sincerely.

Clay reached out for Jerome’s hand……“Jerome, I love ya……thank you” Clay said.

“You’re welcome” he replied with a smile. “Good-night.”

The door closed behind him and we both stood there F&c$ing each other with our eyes; not a word passing through our lips. My eyes dropped down to his cock and back up into his eyes again. I slipped my fingers in the waistband of his pj's and slid them down to the floor. We were still standing in front of the door as he leaned his hands against it and stepped out of them then kicked them across the room...

I dropped my eyes from his and journeyed down his body with my fingers; trickling in every crevice, in every trail. Clay’s eyes were watching my every move; his cock stiff and jumping as though it was begging for me to touch it. I fell to the floor in front of him, braced my hands on his luscious full thighs and licked the cum that was peering from the tip of his cock; savoring the flavor that I had been longing for these past 3 weeks. I closed my eyes and trickled my tongue along the crevices defining his large plump chewy head, biting it gently. Clay’s sensual green eyes were still watching as the sounds of pleasure hissed past his lips as he endured my teasing.

“Oh f*** baby….”he moaned under his breath. “God I missed you.”

Clay dropped his right hand from his brace on the door and gently caressed my hair as he watched my mouth tantalizing his cock. “Suck me……”he moaned.

No way was I going to let him cum yet. Clay started pumping slowly as I trickled my tongue up and down his shaft; teasing. My hands pushed against his thighs positioning my head allowing his cock to slide down my throat….for only a moment.

“f***…..suck it baby. s--t!” he moaned as he pumped faster.

Clay was humping my throat like it was the first time he’d ever been sucked. I dropped my hand from his thigh and tightly grasped the base, pumping what wouldn’t fit down my throat. Then I realized he was about to cum and despite the tight grip he had on the back of my head, I pulled off him…..

“No baby…not yet please” I said softly. Clay braced his body against the door again with both hands as I stood up between the space between his arms……..

“s--t, s--t……s--t” he growled with a voice full of anguish. “Get out of those clothes cause you’re getting f***ed.”

I stood there in front of him as his eyes cut into mine. Clay grabbed my wet shirt at the waist, wound it in his hand and drug me into the bedroom tossing me on the huge king size bed; which was all a muss from him sleeping. As my head hit the mattress the dimly lit room started spinning as I felt his hands sensually assaulting my body. My hands found their way to the bottom of my shirt and I pulled it up and over my head, then tossed it to the floor. I laid there on my back, my arms above my head; grasping the edge of the mattress, as I watched Clay rape me. My bare D’s were jiggling as he jerked on my body; my nipples were the hardest I had ever seen them.

He ripped down the zipper to my jeans as his eyes drifted up to my tits. Clay was like a child with a bunch of new toys, not knowing what to play with first. I felt his fingers force their way into the waist band of my wet jeans, ripping them down my body as his mouth fell down into my tits. I lifted my head off the bed so I could watch him devouring them; his mouth was so F&c$ing hungry like it was his first time playing in big tits. A scream came from my body as his teeth bit into my nipple; he didn’t even realize or care how hard he was biting me.

Clay released my nipple and bit his way down my stomach to the top of my panties grasping them in his teeth; like an animal ripping apart its prey. He then got on his knees in the middle of the bed and pulled on the bottom of my jeans removing them completely from my body. Clay was still for a moment as his eyes f***ed every inch of my body lying there in my red panties; my legs up and parted, my arms still above my head…..inviting him in.

By now Clay’s cock was an enormous erotic enigma and it was starving. Clay’s body dropped back down on the bed between my legs, burying his face in the juicy crotch of my panties and his hands were squeezing the inside of my thighs, as he plunged my panties into my wet hole with his tongue. Biting and inhaling the smell of my p***y and desire for him.

“Oh s--t……..” I moaned under my breath.I felt his tongue slip underneath my panties and through my juice. God it felt so F&c$ing good to have his tongue in my p***y again; I was already starting to peak.

“s--t baby....God I’ve missed your body” he moaned as his fingers slipped into the elastic of my panties, pulling and twisting them tightly.

Clay ripped my panties down then off my body and got on his knees, lifting my legs pinning them against my chest. He teased my juicy hole with the tip of his cock; slowly grinding in a circle. I looked up at him; his head was back, his eyes closed and he was savoring the sensation until he couldn’t take it anymore. His ass gave one hard thrust and his dick rammed into my body; the ride began.

Clay fell on top of me and I wrapped my ankles around his neck for this f*** ride. God he was F&c$ing hurting me; every slam into my body released an erotic scream of pain. He knew he was hurting me, but neither of us cared; we both needed this hard ride.

“s--t! s--t! s--t!” he moaned with every slam into my p***y. I managed to get my right arm free and slide my hand onto his ass cheek; you could feel the intensity of his thrusting as the muscles in his ass contracted in my hand.

Clay was in a sexual euphoria…..no emotions, just a physical pleasure F&c$ing and he was already over the edge. I’d never seen him sweat like this; you could hear the sweat squishing between his chest and the back of my thighs that were tightly braced between us.

“f*** me…..f*** me hard baby!” I screamed.

No wonder Captain Kirk wanted to beam back up!

Who ARE These People?

2006-07-09T13:01:00.000-04:00

Questions, questions…

Last night as Tinfoilhat was called a “psycho bitch” (her very first online insult, and it wasn’t even spelled right!) and the invasion of aliens from another planet began on John’s blog, we were wondering about the people behind the anonymous screen names. Just who are they anyway?

Are they bored housewives? Teachers? Teens? Senior citizens? A mix of all of the above? Were they this malicious before they “found Clay” or has the fandom altered them? Just what was their breaking point from normal decency? What makes them behave in such strange and bizarre ways now?

Have they been desensitized because everyone else they know online is doing it? Do their families know they’re behaving this way? (If so, my lord what must they think?) Do they think Clay would approve or be proud of this? Is this normal behavior for fans of any celebrity? Is this part of what’s really a cult? (Remember that post in John’s blog where cult behavior was outlined and how much of it fit with Clay’s bizarre following? Amazing…)

Also, are some of these people so thoroughly stifled on their “home boards” that they immediately go off the deep end with their opinions, racial slurs, insults, and ignorance as soon as they discover the freedom of using an anonymous name? How healthy can this be?

Do you know anyone who’s crossed the line with their fandom who’s now sorry? I’m sure we all have a story to tell. In the last three years, I have seen plenty.

In your opinion, who ARE these people?

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(Since the aliens have taken over our previous home, please consider contributing a blog topic. Email us at: npfca@yahoo.com if interested in helping out.)

Welcome To The Refugee Camp

2006-07-08T19:45:00.000-04:00

In light of recent events, Tinfoilhat2 has opened this blog so we all don't lose contact with each other. If you know how to contact anyone else from John's blog, please do so, and let them know we're here.

Right now, let's concentrate on moving forward.

And John if you're out there, we're sending good thoughts. We'd love to hear from you.

If anyone would like to email us, here's our email: npfca@yahoo.com

If you have any blog topics you'd like to submit, please send them to our email. We'll be rotating blog topics from guests until we figure out what we're going to do.

Thanks for your support. Things will be hectic for a bit, but if we hang together, we won't hang separately. ;-)

Love,

Tin and Kilroy

You Found It!

2006-07-08T17:43:00.000-04:00

Here is a temporary gathering place until other arrangements can be made. Feel free to post.