Vag(hi!)na November 17, 2009
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Love, love, love this article I came across on realbeauty.com called “27 Things Every Woman Should Know About Sex”
My personal favorite?
# 21: The way your vag(hi!)na looks is perfectly normal.
And no, we don’t have to see it to know that.
Condominimum October 1, 2009
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Peanut butter and Jelly.
Moby and Dick.
Dating and Sex.
Studies tell us that ’safety’ is an illusion when it comes to the cooties you expose yourself to with any partner. ‘Smart Sex’? That’s attainable.
Don’t get burned by the heat of the moment. If you’re gonna do the deed, you’d better wrap up that reed.
Read all about it in The Frisky’s Condom Commandments.
Ph.D’zzzzzzzzz August 11, 2009
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I keep meaning to post a link to this NYT article about the results of two recently published se*x surveys from Indiana University (Go Red Wolves!). Breaking news straight from the heartland: we Puritans are loosening up the old collars when it comes to vibrators and other adult toys. Hooha-hooray!
And though this little tidbit one doesn’t come as a shock, I thought it worth highlighting this gem:
“The more religious a person, the less likely she was to use a vibrator, and the more educated, the more likely, according to the survey.”
Eh hem. I’m still waiting for my honorary degree.
Bi-textual August 9, 2009
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If you’ve read my Vortexts post, you already know how I feel about playing out a budding relationship over your cell phone. If you haven’t, here’s the short of it: DON’T DO IT!
Just ’cause someone’s on the other receiving end of the line doesn’t mean you’ve “connected”. Pick up the phone, make a date, and feel the real.
That goes for all you h0rny American teens. And the Brits too. Stop snappin’ pictures of your naughty bits and sending them all over the Queen’s territory. Police warn of teenage sexting.
I Can Has Chili Sleazburger July 26, 2009
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deer yoonavirs:
i bee sorree 4 wuteva i deed 2 rooin mah deighting karma.
Eef iz promiss 2 play nicerer, wil ewe plz maik da bad menz stahp ryetng?
kthxbai!
SW
Do you make good chili?
“Chili al Fresco”
by SleazburgerWe sauteed the onions for the chili,
made it spicier.Our tender kisses
became spicier, too.
“I don’t know whether to eat
or have sex,” you moaned.
I knew the answer.We turned off the gas, but
the heat still soared in the bedroom.I was tired from our morning romp,
went soft several times.
You persisted
and we reveled
in the clouds and rain.Still astride me,
still hotly connected,
you softly stroked my chest
and channeled your loving,
healing energy into me.Later, I gentled your belly of fears,
and held you while you cried your pain,
channeled the compassionate one.We finally ate,
naked,
by candlelight.
Magical, mystic music
massaged our souls.I lightly stroked your body and
we purred serenely into the night.Our love blossomed beautifully,
like the white gladiolas
on my altar.It was hot chili al fresco
muy delicioso!
Jon Minus Nine July 3, 2009
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iCheat June 29, 2009
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From today’s Time Magazine, here’s an article about the downside of mobile applications for dating sites that really made me think.
I’m all for being able to download and preview potential matches without having to be near a computer. But when I think of the implications for such sites as Ashley Madison, which connects people looking to cheat, I get a chill down my spine.
I wish the article had explored in more detail the real heart of the matter:
immediate access + increased privacy = faster, easier and more discreet cheating.
Regardless, it’s still good food for thought:
Cheating 2.0: New Mobile Apps Make Cheating Easier
The Nuts and Bolts of Dating June 22, 2009
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How cute is this idea? A local bar is hosting a singles mixer called a “Nuts and Bolts” Party. Guys are handed a nut; girls are handed a bolt. The goal is to mingle until you find your match.
Such a simple idea, yet so fun. And what I love about it is all the innuendo that could ensure. I mean, really, aren’t we all just screwing around ’till we find the one?
Tall Tale from a Short Girl June 17, 2009
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It was a dark and stormy night…
Oh wait – it was bright and lovely afternoon.
(Gotta admit, the first set up is a lot sexier.)
I had hopped the train for a date one square over. This was an online thing so the plan was non-commital hot beverage consumption. Brice was a 6′ 8″ non-profit consultant who obviously didn’t get the memo that he was supposed to be a point guard for an obscure midwestern franchise.
Our designated meeting spot was the top of the train station exit. Truth be told – we didn’t need to get that specific. It’s kinda hard to miss someone when they are a full 15 inches taller. My date was promptly waiting to greet me when I emerged from the station.
They say women decide (well, you know) within five minutes. I usually have four minutes and 55 seconds to spare. This was one of those instances. I can’t point to a specific reason for the lack of attraction. (Perhaps I sensed emotional availability.) ‘It’ just wasn’t there. Considering high the percentage of people who don’t hit it off – not such a big deal. Chalk it up to one less man to date in search of that ‘indescribable something’.
In any case, meeting someone new is rarely a complete loss. Everyone is interesting in some way. The less apparent it is, the bigger the challenge it is to draw it out. That’s how I amuse myself, anyways. As we walked to the coffee/chocolate shop, I commenced with the small talk:
“Are you from around here?”
“You came up here for school. Which one?”
“Bergsen M.B.A., huh? What year?”
“Oh- do you know Aaron Smith?”
[Cue: Awkward laughter.]
Brice did know Aaron. From the look on his face I could tell that our mutual acquaintance wasn’t gonna earn me any bonus points. Now it was his turn to ask the questions:
“How do you know Aaron?”
Well… Aaron and I had dated on and off during the 2nd semester of my sophomore year. It was an odd pairing (better suited to friendship) but things ended amicably enough that we kept in touch. My fondness not withstanding, it wasn’t a shocker to learn that someone else held a different opinion. Drew was no diplomat.
Apparently, my old friend had “pursued” Brice’s girlfriend the year before they got together. I can imagine he was, how shall I say… “forward” in his approach. Several months after my coffee date, I heard the other side of the story (at Aaron’s wedding, no less.) Everyone from the B-school crowd confirmed a similar story. Basically, Brice had… shall we say, ’strong’ feelings about Aaron. Not one to take offense easily, Aaron found the whole thing amusing.
Not withstanding the unpleasant shock dealt to Brice by the fickle internet gods, he was a gentleman and offered to give me a lift home. I accepted, started to give directions and was stopped mid-sentence.
“Wait, wait, wait… that’s less than a block from where I live.”
It was. Our backyards are catty corner, on opposite sides of the same corner house.
You might be thinking. “Wow – what a coincidence! That’s a great ending to the story.”
You would be wrong.
Who’s My Daddy? June 15, 2009
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With all the buzz about the ‘Cougar’ phenomenon, I have been concerned. The less I hear about the May/December pairings, the more I worry that this time-honored male fantasy has gone the way of the dodo bird.
Just when I thought all hope was lost, the clouds literally parted as a dodo emerged. My inbox welcomed a digital overture from a 60 year old man ready to start making some babies. Sweet.
(They don’t call them ’sextegenerians’ for nothing.)
I was excited to receive his many emails. Only one thing about his profile gave me pause… Given the already gaping age gap his life experience advantage, the main picture choice is curious. He’s decked out in a Revolutionary War period costume.
(He might as well have gone for Paleolithic.)
Here’s an excerpt from the message I received:
Are you at all intrigued with our possibilities, even if only for interesting conversations? I enjoy meeting and getting to know people. As with all things in life, one never knows what might become of such interactions. I realistically view meeting others as doors opening into the future, to be enjoyed and explored without any preconceived notions of where they will go or become.
As flattering as the attention is, let’s keep it real. How many men have you known to approach a woman on a dating site for ‘interesting conversations’?
(My point exactly.)
So, how does one respond to such an email?
(In poetic verse… naturally.)
My Dad is cool.
He’s 61 and super great.
Given that you’re close to his age,
I’d prefer not to date.
Still, good luck to you, Sir.
Be patient while you wait.
Hope you find a fertile lady
With whom to procreate.
