Several months ago, I had a dream I went to some Winnie the Pooh themed BDSM shop called Impure Eeyore. Yes, I actually have dreams like this. My dreams are way more interesting than my waking life. Anyway, since then I keep telling people I want to open a store called Impure Eeyore. This will never ever happen. I don't have anything to sell and the idea of being even peripherally involved in customer service again frightens me.

I've also been allowing my vanity to run away with me to the point where my original webpage (The Subversive 11 1/2 Inch Fashion Doll Page) was just becoming overrun by crap that no one in their right minds cares about. It really just needed to be weeded out and shoved in a (Pooh) corner somewhere.

These two ideas were bound to collide.

Note: The drawings of Eeyore are by Ernest Shepard and are used without any concern for copyright law. Hell, maybe they're public domain by now.