Special moments on chatroulette.com, part two. The rawest experience you can get on the internet.

Chatroulette.com is the most genuinely unsettling thing I've experienced in ages.

Prepare to be "rejected" a few dozen times a minute. Most people maintain the connection for only seconds, moving on when they find out you're not a female in the nude. Others do the old "watsup [insert offensive term here]" thing and disappear.

If you manage to stay connected with someone, it's even more challenging: you're dropped into an intimate and exposed space with a total stranger. Some people deal with it by hiding behind masks (literally.) I ended up exchanging many meaningless gestures.

But what nobody seems comfortable with is having an actual verbal conversation with eye-to-eye contact. Even after saying a few words, most people switched over to typing.

Some more highlights from tonight (see also, my first post from—fuck, are you kidding me?—three hours ago):

Using the two word of Korean I know on two girls in Korea and witnessing their look of utter shock right after.
An acrobatics show.
A 20 minute (typed) chat with a girl named Amanda about her experiences on the site. She's a (relative) veteran who's had many meaningful conversations and encouraged me to keep my hopes up.
A guy in a catsuit. He didn't move for about a minute.
A guy rolling a joint.
Someone who "don't want sex. Just talk."
A guy holding a baby hostage in exchange for nipples
Lots and lots and lots of giggling teenagers
Halloween costumes coming out of early retirement