Bloody Sunday

Right, so I’m emotional this week.
I don’t mind that I’m sensitive to the monthly hormonal flux that has me crying fat-ass tears when I watch the news. It’s who I am, and I get to feel what I feel without apologies.
Naturally, this morning, the end-of-the-year “People We’ve Lost” segment on CBS’ Sunday Morning had me [...]

Can I Just Say?

On a day when I heard a college student behind me at the bookstore talking on her cell phone about all the expensive shit she got for christmas, sounding totally spoiled and gross, I have to say how proud and grateful and amazed I am that my kids can’t tear themselves away from the Crayola [...]

Hooker Geeks

It’s pretty, right?
It’s a goddamn hypberbolic plane, crocheted by a mathematician.
I know! I got all quivery.
via BoingBoing 

Ho. Ho. Ho.

Sitting in the funky French bistro with my date, a fuckbuddy who’s twenty years my senior, I sipped my wine and admired the art and the other patrons. This guy always takes me to the best places.
I like him. He’s fun and uncomplicated. No strings, no attachments, just nice dates which, while they usually end [...]

What The . . . ?

Not to Poke Fun (Or Diamond Scepters)

 
Constantly take refuge at my feet, my dear…
Be gracious, beloved, and
Give me pleasure with your diamond scepter.
Look at my three petaled lotus,
It is a Buddha paradise, adorned with a red Buddha,
A cosmic mother [...]

Toasted Marshmallow Jelly Bellies

Best
 Post
 Orgasm
Snack.
Ever.

Chanukah Blog Tour 5767

Okay, so I got tagged as a Jew. It was bound to happen once I posted those half-naked Chanukah photos.
Normally I dislike these things, as I really don’t understand the whole purpose and I’m not much of a joiner, and I’m not a total link whore like some people. But Amy Güth asked so nicely [...]

“Math Test. Oh, No.”

Miles: Jack, remember that flying beautiful creature? Well, at the end, the kid wished for him and remember those dummy kids from the beginning? Well, they fell into a dumpster!

No Snow In Africa

Um, seriously.
I was driving in the car this afternoon and that song “Do They Know It’s Christmas?” by Band Aid came on the radio.
And you know, it’s got that 80s pop beat and George Michael before he was “gay” (yeah, whatever) singing all soulful and stuff and Bono (fuckin’ Bono) kicking off his “excuse [...]