Blackstreetbbw Computer Death Scare!

This full story’s kind of long and like, not all relevant or something, so I won’t type the rest of it unless someone leaves a comment asking me to.
I was bringing my laptop home from the library and got it caught in a terrible rain! I was prepared- at least for a light-to-moderate rain- but not for a flash flood! over ten inches of water fell in about 15 minutes, and the plastic bags I had to keep it dry inside my backpack in case it rained were not enough because my watertight-looking AC ADAPTER got water inside it! I’m lucky it didn’t blow up or something when I plugged it into the wall, but I didn’t feel lucky because my computer wasn’t working right at all, I knew it was because of water exposure, and I was afraid this was it for my computer because it was acting very different from the way it did the previous times it got in water damage danger. The other times the computer itself had water inside it, and it gave me an error message that didn’t say a word about water, but basically meant ‘your computer has water inside it, and it’s not going to come on again after this until it’s dry inside. Not even to repeat this message, so you better read it this time.” This time that didn’t happen though. It’s all okay now though, because I let the water out of the adapter and everything works now. I don’t even have to get the new AC adapter I was hoping I wouldn’t have to order! blackstreetbbw.com’s still in business!

I’m Making A New Category for My Blog: Punishment!


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.
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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…

Already Knew it wouldn’t Be the Norm: Unusual Candid Trip

I’ve decided to wait a little while before I show you any more blackstreetbbw new camera preview pics and/or vids, and instead will entertain you with my very interesting candid camera videography story. Or at least I think I will.
  I already knew today’s candid bbw video trip would be different, but I probably would never have imagined it’d be this far from my norm!
The interestingness of the story started before I even got all the way to Virginia Beach. I’d caught the bus out at the bus station, and met this girl at the transfer point. Do you remember the slightly strange girl from this story? Well, I met up with her again here. I kind of expected to see her, because she catches busses on along this route like it’s her job or something. I mean, almost every time I go to Virginia Beach to tape women at the Wal-Mart and the mall I see her either on the way out or the way back. Anyway, seeing her is cool, because even though she’s not a bbw, she really likes to touch and massage me and stuff like that, and let me feel her up as good as you can get away with on a public bus. Too bad she’s not all that pretty, or thick/fat or anything like that, because she’s aweful nice, so I could make her my girlfriend if she were farther away from ugly. (She’s not ugly though!). If she were a ‘blackstreetbbw’ I’d definately date her! Anyways, she made the bus ride up interesting enough, and she was actually headed to Wal-Mart herself, so we made the impromptu plan to go there together. (Well, actually, she said Target at first, and of course I said okay because I can tape thick women in the Target store across the busy street from Walmart out there too, but then she switched it to Walmart.) This was perfect! Perfect practice for me and my new spy camera! I was definately going to be secretly filming bbws while I was with family members during my quickly upcoming trip to Washington D.C., so the timing of this couldn’t’ve been better. I could practice secretly videotaping women while I was with someone I wouldn’t want to get busted doing that with, both sitting at the bus stop talking to her, and walking around in my favorite store, Wal-Mart, with! I got lucky enough to find the kind of quality blackstreetbbw subjects I’d need to really make the practice sessions truly worth it too in the store, the parking lot, and on the bus bench, so I got the full lession! It was weird trying to enjoy someone’s company and still look out for bbws so I could simultaneously tape them candidly, and it was fun too. I did pretty well with it. I knew all my experience with the old not-so-stealthy [not so]spy camera would make this practice easy! Still made a few mistakes aimwise and all, but that was to be expected.
MORE OF THIS STORY COMING SOON!!! INCLUDING THE BEST PART! TUNE IN TOMORROW!!!!

The Last Picture Posting for A Minute: A Delayed Candid Trip and the Delayed Busting Story to Go with It.

If you found this page from a search engine, you probably found it because of my picture tags! The pictures are below!
I’d meant to post this little blackstreetbbw.com story and picture set a month ago, but then my ShareAPic account went down and my problems went up. With all the text on this blog now, and all the text that’s coming when I get to typing my upcoming ‘blackstreetbbw webmaster goes to jail’ journal stories, and with my need for fresh blackstreetbbw.com members and traffic, I figured I really needed to get this in after all. Plus, it’ll fill an open day spot on my May post blogging calendar, so here goes… The busting story’s at the bottom.






















































































































So what’s the busting story?
Turns out I already told it here!

The Candid Camera Getting Busted Story I Should’ve Told You First

I had one more blackstreetbbw story to tell here on this blog for now, so I figured I should get to telling it before I get to putting it off. I’ve been posting so much text lately, so it’s appropriate that I get the textiest post on my plate off now, near the other long passages of candid camera adventures stories and dumb rants.
Don’t let all my talking here get you thinking I’ve forsaken the site this blog’s all about, because blackstreetbbw’s still updating now
   I wanted March 2009 to see a post every day on this blog. I wanted March ’09 to have 31 posts. I really did. But not more than that! I don’t like more than one post per day on a blog. I do like playing around with the posting date feature WordPressed introduced a little while back, but a while after this thicky blog was first created. So glad I did it. I was right about to get to the 30th March post when stupid ShareAPic deleted my picture account, killing it and ruining my mood, ‘tude, and the picture set I was going to post in this post originally, and the Carnival Update post I was going to use to finish up March 2009. Guess I’ll just post this story short, and without the pictures. I know I have to save some of my future stuff for surprises, especially since it takes so long for the future stuff to make it’s way into the blackstreetbbw Member’s bbw video area.
  This is just another terrible busting story. It actually happened before the previous, and worst ever, me candid camera getting caught by police/security guards story, so it had a little influence on how that story turned out. Because of this current one, I couldn’t afford to have them call the ‘real’ police on me, since I kind of used up my mercy with the police on today’s story. The stories had a few similarities. I gone in Wal-Mart this time, with some very good footage already on my video card, and was videotaping bbws in secret like I do, and they were just steady coming! So steady, I was in there until my camera’s battery was about to die! Then, just like in the above story, when I tried to leave because I knew my battery’d been on just-about-dead for way too long, I saw one more bbw- well two more, but I had sense enough not to go back into the store for another round when there was another, even better bbw by the door- and that was the fatal last straw. If I’d just had a normal trip out the door I wouldn’t’ve seen her, and you wouldn’t’ve heard her video end with a policeman calling me! Time to go outsied for real now, like it or not.

  I held my secret camera out, plain as day, and said “I guess you want to see this?”I already knew what this was about. And if you’ve been reading my video description stories on blackstreetbbw, you’ll already know why. If you haven’t yet, I’ve been bringing hidden cameras into this particular Walmart for three years now (I know blackstreetbbw’s not that old yet, but of course I had to have the footage before I could have the site, right?), and my stealth level there was never perfect. When I had a stealthier secret cam to use on the women, I had low experience, very poor technique and unreliable, poor quality equipment. Now I have better of that stuff, but a much more conspicuous camera, so I still get busted the same- no more. Much more. All together, the staff members there that know me are tired of me, so they often call the police as soon as they see me, which I could also see in the responding police officer’s attitude, because it sounded like this particular officer had been sent off on goose chases to get me at this store for months now. I didn’t remember him, but he remembered me. “Man, I busted you at Target before, remember that?” I remembered, but I didn’t remember his face until he said that. *Sigh*. I guess police officers have to have good memories. Much better than mine. They’re like elephants. I expected things to go like they did at Target (I promise I’ll tell you guys that story, just not today!) but this guy didn’t seem to really want to watch my videos much, so he just looked at one and got to the point.
 He told me “I’m tired of coming down here looking for you. If I catch you again I’m gonna charge you with tresspassing and sexual battery. Understand?”, and I’m thinking ‘bullshit. Tresspassing maybe, but sexual battery? He’s just saying that to scare me. I remember when this guy got stopped by a cop who didin’t have a canine, and the guy went and got his greyhound from home and came back with that dog to use as a police dog to get permission to search the man’s car for drugs. Of course, Fido ‘found’ nothing, because he was a pet, not a worker. I’m looking up that crime in VA on the ‘net when I get home!’ He asked me why I do this, but of course I couldn’t give him the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so I jsut told him the succinct junior version: “Because it’s fun”. He told me that I’ll end up in jail if I keep doing this, and it won’t be fun then. “… and somebody’ll wanna take a picture of your butt.” “…You need to get a girlfriend…” . Whatever, but I’m not going to jail because I didn’t touch anyone or go up skirts. Even if I did, that’s a felony, but that’s only like, three months in jail thereabouts. And I’m not doing that. I said I didn’t know I couldn’t do that, but he said it is a problem when people are reporting it.

  Anyways, we went through the whole patdown warrant check thing and I came up clean as always, so he let me go with the warning that if he caught me again he’d charge me and take my camera. That’s why in the ‘previous’ story (actually happened next chronologically, I accepted the deal I got and deleted the videos and leave, rather than risk seeing this dude again. I’d been hoping that no one I knew saw the incident today, but as I left, I saw this dude I used to work with at a previous job who works at the Wal-Mart now. He walked up to me and smiled and was like “What’s going on? What’d you do?” But I had to cut the conversation short because officer asshole had told me to scram, so I just told him he said beat it and I’d talk to you later.

Then I left. Once I get my new camera, people will go back to not complaining, because they won’t see it. I know they won’t because they very seldom saw my original camera either.

Xmas Candid Video Trip: Black Street BBWs ’09!

Part of the future of

Blackstreetbbw.com!!

You may have read My Plans for Blackstreetbbw in ’09. Well, if you want to read the rest of this entry, it’s below all my pics down at the bottom. Read that before you ask why these vids like this aren’t up now.
Each pic opens the gallery of pictures so you can scroll through it! (Scroll right if an ad appears and gets in the way at first.) Pregnant pics in the lower gallery

You may have noticed that I’ve been holding the new ‘dangercam’ videos back. There are two reasons for that. First off, as you might know, when I post updates to Blackstreetbbw.com, I go through all the update folders I have stored on my hard drives and post the oldest unposted one as the update. I have a lot of stuff that you can’t afford, or bear, to miss, so that will not be skipped. I learn something new about what I do with almost every update, so if I post in this way the site will improve with almost every update, and not just get bigger. Speaking of updates, if you’re wondering where the next one on the site is, read here. The other reason you have to wait for the new camera videos is that the site’s existing videos that used this camera were all edited using a different computer. The computer and editing program I have now HATE that camera. My video editor crashed over 20 times just trying to make these screencaps, so imagine if I tried[again] to make a video? Can’t do that right now or my computer will blow up. If anyone can help me get a free or very cheap video editor I can use that would help a lot, but at least I have lots of time to find one before it’s time to post these vids. One other thing: some of the unposted ‘dangercam’ vids are 640×480 with much better picture quality than these!
One other thing that’s getting in the way, and also causing me to update the blog more heavily than the website it was designed to promote- promotion! I need money and new members more than you might think right now, so I’m working my butt off trying to promote blackstreetbbw. Kudos to a blogger and a Yahoo!er who posted links to me without my asking just recently. If anyone else wants to do that, or wants to do a link trade, Contact me!

YAY! 99th post!

Another Trip, [NOT] Another Adventure

Well I just finished a bbw filming-without-permission trip to Virginia Beach for blackstreetbbw.com, and I got to say that this trip was a little less eventful than the others, although I did see a little wierdness on the bus on the way there.
It still had it’s moments starting with this nasty white fat lady I saw when I got to the Wal-Mart (a bUw!).

Have you ever seen this?
The woman was outside washing herself with her own spit in from of a trash can. And not clean spit either. Nasty mucous sounding spit. Her knockers must’ve been filthy to deserve the treatment she was giving them, and for them to actually be getting clean from this process! “HhhAAACcKk!! Ptooie!” Then she used what she’d just spat out onto a napkin to reach into her big Kool-Aid-Man red t-shirt and wash her breasts! Yuck! Wouldn’t want to handle those!

 Event Two: I hit Wal-Mart out there for the second time, thinking maybe there’d be some bbw there this time around. Things’d been hot at the mall, but the best women had already left. Plus, I wa kind of hoping that some of them had left for Wal-mart. There was this one woman in there that was really hot, but I was thinking like ‘I bet she’s not going to Wal-Mart. With my luck, this woman right there with the way smaller breasts is going there.’ I was actually right on that. Exactly right. Too bad. I also thought the assoicate there that officially put the ‘ass’ in ASSociate would be on the clock as [seemed]always. I was right on that point too. And on a third point: taping her today would be overshooting her.
I already knew I’d been creeping her out with my saturday appearances. I knew that from the last time I’d gone there and had the audacity to get in her checkout line. She helped all the customers before me, but called a male associate over while she was doing it. When he asked her why she needed him she replied something like “Do I really need to tell you?”, and turned her register over to him when she’d gotten through the customers to me. Then she went and ‘hid’ behind her girlfriend at the next register, like she could hide her big behind. The guy was totally professional with me, rung me up, and then the girl took her register back from him (I’m almost positive ’cause I saw her walk right back, but I didn’t want to look too obvious looking back like that so I stopped short of finding out for certain.). But yeah, that’s what happened last week.
What happened involving this big booty beauty this week was I was trying to get a dangercam video out of her, and I was like ‘this has to be my last video of her because I’ve clearly overshot her’ [my personal definition of overshoot: To videotape a girl knowing full well she’s on to me and is about to say something or take some other kind of action.] I knew better than to get in her line, so I got in the next line over, the one that’d give me the rear- and superior- view anyway. Then the video got ruined by one of AOL’s official hated grocery shoppers: the person who will not move their cart up so the people behind them can get their groceries on the belt. Or in my case, get thier body into prime shooting position. Booty girl’d seen me there using her paranoia skill,so I really need the bitch in front of me to move her shit, but she wouldn’t, and I was in no real spot to try and ask or make her. Didn’t want to make noise or my plans any more obvious.

Booty girl got on the intercom and called for a manager at her register. I knew I was running out of time, and the woman in front of me would not move. I’m thinking ‘Once that red coat gets here, I’m gonna have to run, vid or no vid.’ Of course, the dangercam was running hot the whole time, so technically I did have a vid, and I was able to move up a little at the last second as she simultaneously moved that behind out a little further where I could see it a little better. Two things came together there, but two staff members also came together there, and she explained some kind of thing about me to the red coat woman who showed up quickly for her. That woman took booty girl’s mic and called a real manager over to the line number of the lane I was in, not the ASSociate’s line, so I was pretty sure I was in trouble. Sensing that, I moved to the next line, and the red coat got back on to and altered the lane number in the request accordingly. Time to split! But how to get out with my needed lithium dangercam batteries?

 Aha! I’ll buy them in electronics and then get the hell out of here and not come back. Had to watch my back though; it’s a good thing I did, because the woman realized I was trying to escape and didn’t have time to wait for the big guy, so she took matters into her own hands and gave chase. I knew I’d have to ditch her or the batteries, so I chose to lose her instead and lost her by aisle-weaving my way to the electronics area. I think she made another call on her walkie talkie saying I was on the move before I did. I got my batteries though, and got my ass out of walmart. Safely. Good.

   Rather than make another blog post, I’d like to just add this final update sighting of her here. I saw her again the next week wanted to try this dangercam 640 video thing one more time by making a quickie. I would turn it on and just walk past her. One good passby and then never tape her again. Unfortunately my cover was already blown because I’d passed by her before on my way in the store where we discovered each other in the first place for that day. By the time I came back around to make the vid, trouble was already ready. She and the man who’d ‘rescued’ her from me two weeks prior looked at me extremely discreetly as I made my approach and the man said “That’s him?” The answer was affirmative, so he tried to get my attention, but the answer from me was nothing, because I was trying to ignore him, play my whole absolutely failed video off and get away, but he kept at it, and seeing I was paying him no mind and instead slinking off, he gave chase, and he was harder to get rid of than the red coat from the week before. To get him off me, I had to make it look like I was really just in a hurry and thinking about my short grocery list. It worked well enough. I got back to the dairy area, conviently located in the very back of the store so he’d have to follow me far. Maybe that was a problem for him, because he did have to leave his post to do this. I’d heard him hollar off to somebody politely “Just watch my post!” as he took off after me. Maybe seeing me get my eggs and cheese to buy them and leave satisfied him enough to get him to leave me alone.
What I was thinking at the time, and still am now though, is… What would I have done if he’d decided to run? Running for me would’ve been out of the question! Hmmm…