You may have noticed, if you’ve been reading this blog in June and July, that all my posts right now are past dated. Well, I ended up going to jail, but I still had plans, plus I wanted to make all the jail journal posts I made each day in jail because I was more bored than I’ve ever been in life into blog posts here. I’m going to keep making regular, current posts while I fill the jail journal entires into this blog on the days they were written on, so that way you’ll see new, interesting blog of blackstreetbbw posts each day or so and still be able to read the complete jail journal. You’ll just have to scroll to ‘Older Posts’ to see the newer ‘Blackstreetbbw Webmaster Goes to Jail’ entries.
Only one more ‘Blast from the Blackstreetbbw Past’ story left. I shouldn’t really’ve told these stories when they were ‘due’, because I really needed a platform like this blog for them to fit in, but yeah, if you’ve been paying super close attention to blackstreetbbw Breasts Section, and you’re a long time member with a great memory who, like, hung on my every word, then you know this story’s old and long overdue. In retrospect, it’s really not all that heartbreaking at all, but the ‘Heartbreak Story’ was very heartbreaking and disheartening at the time!
It all revolves around my classic (original) candid camera, and this innocent [teenage] college girl.
My original camera was a wireless one with a reciever that was supposed to have a 300 foot range (that was a selling point that influenced my purchase descision!), but the range was not even 300 centimeters (wait, did I say that on this blog somewhere before?). That short range was one of the main reasons so many of my original videos kept going in and out, or almost going out so you had to watch the woman through the static. I mean, I’d just put the camera up to get a good shot down, and the video goes down! Ugh. Come to think of it, that’s got to be why it took so long for me to learn how to ‘fly’. (That’s my name for my candid filming technique where I stretch or something to get the camera way up high and ideally shoot straight down at her. Really makes really good moments for big breasts and big pregnant belly videos when it works.) I had to get a camera I could ‘fly’ with first! That stuff and this picture leads us right into the story.
I saw this little stacked shorty with a little bit of bouncing going on (It looked like a ton at the time!), and I followed her jiggly tail all the way across her little campus. It was great because I’m tall and she’s short, so I didn’t have to lift the camera very high to get a good downblouse. I figured the camera was close enough to the reciever hidden at my waist level to work great since it worked from that level in the past. I followed her for almost ten minutes– and came back with crap! Something was wrong with my aging candid system of crappitty crappy crap equipment, so everytime I put the camera up on her so it could look at her not-so-low-cut-showing-but-bountiful-enough boobs on her boobs-too-big-for-her-short-little-chocolate frame, the picture went completely out!!! Well, almost completely out!
You would not believe the angry frustration! I missed the greatest juggs-jiggling-as-she-walks video I’d ever seen because my old ass, shitty video reciever (or was it the camera that was so shitty?) needed a bullshitty ever-so-slight tuning adjustment!!! I made the adjustment to it so I could continue with what would prove to be an aweful candid camera day, but what I really wanted to do was destroy that video reciever and call it a day! I’d gone into the student’ 24 hour study room to watch the video, because I was so excited about what I’d just done that I couldn’t wait until I got home like I normally would’ve done, and I got so mad in there over what I somehow thought would be an irreplaceable blackstreetbbw video that I actually strongly considered calling it quits on blackstreetbbw! I actually considered shutting blackstreetbbw.com down completely and for good over that heartbreaking loss I was so mad!! Good thing I had sense enough, and a cool enough head- important so I wouldn’t destroy my equipment- to know that you don’t make important descisions while you’re mad.
Back then I didn’t where or how to capture the titty tata bounce so it was a pretty big loss, but somehow I’ve managed to actually get good at that. Seems weird that that kind of thing’s something you can actually increase your skill at, but I feel like I’ve gotten so good at it now with this new camera and experience I have that I’m one of the best jello cleavage catchers on the ‘net now. That’s probably a bit far fetched much, of course, but I know how to get them bouncing titties with my new camera when I put my mind to it, it seems. I’ve yet to make another video of the tit bouncing phenomenon that’s anywhere near nine minutes, not even with excessive slow motion repetitions to draw it out, and usually get candid shots of the tit jiggler’s jiggle rack as she walks it by me, rather than me walking alongside her catching it, so I’m a little short on the kind of footage I’d done there… but as I look back wtih the fresh footage I have now, it just seems like I was overreacting.
blackstreetbbw.com webmaster here, reporting from Washington, D.C. Since I’ve decided for the tiem being not that it’s better to just let you wonder what kinds of nice bbws I’ve found in, and on my way to D.C. (Don’t worry- you’re not missing any show-stoppers!), instead of a ‘Candid Trips’ gallery posting, I’m going to post this picture that I remember looking for on my hard disk for the longest time, finding, and then losing again until recently. Since I’m with family right now, here’s an ssbbw pic in honor of family!:
If you like ’em big like this, but’d prefer ’em with a little less size an a little more curve, why not go check out blackstreetbbw.com?
This is it! The blackstreetbbw.com webmaster’s finally going on an out of town trip. I am not going Washington to tape bbws. I’m going to spend time with family since there’s a little get-together going on, and so I can catch up with people I haven’t seen in years, but you know me…!
I know it seems like I only use my candid camera in Wal-Mart, but there’s a reasonb for that. When I started my website, I didn’t have knowledge technique, or proper, functional equipment, so I couldn’t catch quickies. In fact, setup and startup was a nightmare, so I just took my cumbersome candid equipment to places I knew for sure the women would be (Wal-Mart), and walked in with the key system components already running. Nowadays I have a lot more skill, a lot more knowledge, a lot more women already taped, and a lot more sense, so with my vastly improved video equipment I can be ready for bbw candid moments any time and anywhere! That’s why I added a note on always being ready to my Home Page. I didn’t take that bulky old setup everywhere I went, but with my current camera hat you see vids up for all over the site, I made sure that every time I stepped out of the house I had that thing in my pocket! The only time I’d be out without it were on short trips to 7-Eleven after 2 in the morning. Didn’t want to have it on me if I got stopped by the police for being out so late, or got robbed or something, ’cause you know, cops ‘n robbers are out late at night, but around here, the big women aren’t. Now I care even more than ever about being ready all the time, so you’re gonna see things on blackstreetbbw you wouldn’t’ve before.
So… I’m not going to Washington, D.C. to videotape bbws, but I went through my with-someone practice run with my new and much stealthier hidden camera, so I know I can use my new camera while I’m there and out if I see one and no one in my family, on the street, or anywhere will notice! 😉
Here’s another blackstreetbbw.com story I’d been waiting forever to tell, but this one, I was really waiting for a moment to tell it that I just couldn’t find until I had a blog. Telling it in the Bonus Section… just didn’t feel right.
If you liked any of my classic blackstreetbbw.com vids, (those ugly silent ones shot with my original camera setup), and you like bare thighs and cellulite, then you’ll cry when you read this story! I promise!
It really started a long time before all this because wear really showed with my original candid bbw spy gear setup, but it practically started when it really started to die. It got to the point where getting my wireless hidden camera, f*cked up wireless video reciever and jacked up video recorder with it’s half-dead special lithuim rechargeable batteries (I used regular rechargables for the 9v one for my camera and ELEVEN AAs for the recorder. [for more info on my setup, read yesterday’s entry on my getting banned from a Target store and look in there for it]) to all work was getting so difficult, and was having such a clearly degrading effect on what was left of the hardware- oh, and by he way, my first video reciever died on me, so I was on the second of those, and this one was looking not-so-hot too- that I was asking myself one day: “What if I turn it all on when I see some bbws and this turns out to be the last time this stuff ever works? The next time I cut it all on was that time…! The original equipment never worked again after that filming run! “What if this is the last time this stuff ever works? If it is, then I’m wasting my last use, so I hope it isn’t!” Too bad. TOO bad!
I rode to Wal-Mart before work… and it didn’t work! It was good that I’d parked my bike off on the side of the store in the trees a distace from the door so I could sit outside and fuss with the equipment in what would’ve been peace if I hadn’t been cursing the setup for being broken. Just had to use the store without the camera and miss some interesting, but non-essential bbws, like this white girl with an interesting bulge in the shape of the curve of her hips and thighs. Nothing to cry about though. Not yet.
Once in a while I’d see a(some) hot thick one(s) at the college Burger King I was working at at the time, and I just knew that the night my equipment was broken’d be the night something unforgettable happened, so I actually brought some tools with me so I could attempt to fix my rigged-up-at-home, overly complex and expensive camera setup during my lunch break that night!
I NEED TO FINISH THIS STORY STILL
Those of you who’ve been with blackstreetbbw.com for long enough and been in The Thighs Section reading, remembering and taking note of things in my video descriptions might know I’d been meaning to tell this blackstreetbbw.com story for the longest time! No- you probably thought was just never going to tell it period, just like you think I’m not ever going to go back and finish those old blog entries I’d said I was going to finish, but so far have not! But here I am, finally finishing the ‘Banned from Target’ story- in the right place for that.
I’d started working on this story already, so I begin this post with the copied contents of the text file.
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-THE BLACKSTREETBBW.COM WEBMASTER GETS BANNED FROM TARGET-
It really all started with this video in the Butts Section of www.blackstreetbbw.com with the caption: ‘It wasn’t until I stopped doing profile filming and got her from behind that I realized how good she was’. I know that nobody noticed that that video runs straight into a video called ‘Had to stop filming this for that!’ because I recently found an ommission in the link to ‘Had to stop filming this for that’ on page 3 of the Thighs Section that rendered the video unavailable, and not one single person said anything to me about that video not working. The main reason I was mad at that was because I knew that file was old. I checked the date of the update it was in. November 9th, 2006. Then I checked today’s date. August 11th, 2007. Well damn! A very attractive clip that’s really good for such an old one has been sitting on the server unavailable for NINE MONTHS and nobody said a word! Not even one person! I know that I should be making sure all the vids I post are available, but as you can surely tell I’m an amateur working alone, and I make mistakes sometimes. So yeah, I found it for you, but DAMN! Somebody could have said something! I don’t bite!
Anyway, time to stop ranting and get back to the subject. I cut the second video of her from my first sighting of her at the point I stopped it at because I thought she might have busted me somehow and remained cool about it. At the time it was just a funny feeling I’d gotten from something I though I heard her say that I couldn’t even make out and from the way she walked over to that register and said it. Then a manager was called. I thought it could all have been a coincedence and there was something kind of ambiguity around it since I didn’t clearly hear or see anything, and she didn’t say any words or make any gestures with any obvious meaning, so later on I though maybe it was nothing. Or maybe not. I thought I’d never know, and I still don’t know for sure, but now I think I do. Since the manager was coming I took a hint and left. A lot of times when I’m shooting candids in a store and having good luck I wait for the well to run dry or for something ‘funny’ to happen and take that as my cue to call it a day, so I marked my trip to Target as such and went on to my favorite Wal-Mart next door.
Now fast forward a little bit to a later day. I saw her again, and this time my reason to think I was nearing my ‘taping her limit’ was that she asked “May I help you?” as I hovered around her (That’s always an omen). Seeing her again made it finally hit me: I knew where and WHEN to find her again! Why it took until my SECOND sighting of her for that to click, I don’t know. Maybe some part of my mind needed some kind of ‘two-times confirmation’ or something, but once that second time went by I started factoring her into my xmas plans. Not changing them now- no, the plan was still go to work in the wee hours of the morning, then go to the mall, then Target, then Wal-Mart,(they’re all across streets from each other) then home, but I’d make sure to look for her at Target, especially since I thought I knew where to find her in the store when I got there. That last part turned out to be all wrong because she appears to work all over the place in there: She works on the register, stocks the magazine racks and book and software shelves, stands around to assist customers, gets the key to the electronics case to help customers there, and she does cart pushing and in-the-back work.
The first time I’d actively searched for her I didn’t find her at all and thought I’d probably shown up too late. The next time I saw her BEFORE I went to Target, at the McDonald’s getting breakfast (dressed for work in her work colors, of course). It would’ve been nice to have taped her there so I could’ve gotten a film of her some place other than Target, and when I went to the store after work she was gone, so I figured she must’ve worked a slightly earlier shift that day and left the store, and that’s when I saw something weird. When I’d pulled up to the store on my bike these to white guys had just put thier bikes on the rack and were going in, and as I pulled off I saw two police officers searching them as thier bikes lay on the ground. Something in me sank as I said to myself “I bet they were looking for me. Good thing those guys left first so I can ride by while the police are busy.”
I never should’ve returned, but at least I got lucky enough the next time to find who I was looking for. This time I walked in and found her working at the front register and thought I’d better try again another time, thinking an at-the-register video of her would turn out sub-par. I was wrong about that, which I found out after my vain, brief search through the store for a subject. What happened next was pretty much explained in the ‘Banned from Target’ Big Thighs Video from Page
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Not sure exactly what I was thinking with that hanging end there, but here goes the rest of the story:
I’d just finished videotaping the Blackstreetbbw Curvy Queen and walked out the store door into the waiting arms of the police!
First things first: the patdown. Ah, what’s this? They pull my camera (then the blackstreetbbw ‘classic’ [original] cam) out of my pocket. Time for a brief lesson on my original camera setup
I had to begin by explaining how the camera worked and why I was using it. The cam was simple enough, but since I’d originally been sold on the wireless spy cam idea, there was a wireless video reciever for it in a pouch that I had to carry on me because the 300 foot range claim didn’t even turn out to be 300 centimeters. And boy, did that reciever look like crap. It was ery visibly worn, and in order to work right for more than a few minutes, I had to abandon the 9v battery plug it’d come with (The manufacturer even reccommended doing that for peak performance!) and come up with a homemade 11 battery AA setup, complete with the bad looking accompanying tangle or wires!
Then the video recorder sat in a seperate pocket and had to be plugged into all that, with a nice and unreliable plug. All that crap really looked like shit too. I wish I could show it to you. The fact that it all looked so bad meant I could tell two cops that it didn’t always record, so that was why we couldn’t find the video I’d just shot
YOU KNOW WHAT? I’M GOING TO GO ON TO THE NEXT STORY AND FINISH THIS ONE LATER!
You might’ve noticed that I do like to fill my blog with tags so you can barely find the ‘Leave A Comment’ link, but I don’t like to fill it with categories. Just Candid Trips, half of the best stuff, where I post pics fo what this blog’s all about from future updates, Webfinds, the other half of the best stuff, where I show you the stuff that struck me off the ‘net, Promo, obviously the least important category, and specially marked off as such, for use with promotions, Rants, and Wierd(Off-Topic). I wanted to make a new category called dreams for the blog of blackstreetbbw. Well, the criterion for that hasn’t been met yet, but for this one it has, so I have to introduce the painful opposite category now instead.
Why am I introducing this category now? You’ve probably figured most of it out already by now, but I’ll be telling you why I’m putting it in here soon. Very soon…