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I'm totally torn here between titling this post "Shopping at BJs", and "Shopping and BJs" but I haven't decided yet

Twentysome years ago, I went clothes shopping with a girlfriend of mine, and when we happened upon a popular women's clothing store, which was having a huge sale, I was shocked by the behavior, not just of my girlfriend, but by all the women in the store. All sense of propriety and generally accepted social graces such as waiting one's turn or saying "excuse me" had disappeared faster than the clothes they were fighting over. And then more recently, going to the kids clothing sale at St. Matthews School just down the street from us, where thousands of articles of kids' clothing and toys are for sale, I was reminded of it, but this time, not so much in terms of the lack of good graces, but by the way, I, a male, was totally ignored, given no more attention than were any of the wee ones tearing around the premises. Women looked right through me, and I had a number of reactions. My first reaction was kind of shock, as in, Damn, I haven't seen that look since

And of course the benefit of having alzheimers? Being able to hide your own Easter Eggs

I was also thinking driving home, which along with when I'm in the shower and sitting on the toilet, the times when I do my best thinking, about a post I could put on here and then wondering if I'd ever written it on here before, which made me think that maybe the one positive about having a blog is that I'll have proof some day of whether I have Alzheimers. I can just look to see if I'm posting the same thoughts over and over. That's assuming I'd want to know.

Wanna have lunch...or dinner...or sex?

Driving home tonight, it struck me that those two previous posts may seem contradictory, first writing about various women I imagine myself having sex with and then saying that I don't find myself wanting to have sex with any other women than my wife (hmmm...not sure I mentioned that part). I guess the best I can do to explain the difference is by saying that I think people generally have fantasies that we don't necessarily hope ever come true. And if you don't, well, first, I don't believe you and second, I don't believe you've closely examined the deepest and funnest recesses of your imagination....yet. I'm sure you'll get to it when you're maybe too late to do anything about it. And I didn't want to interrupt myself in that first sentence above, but isn't "have sex" about the weirdest expression? Like I'll have a hoagie, or I'd like to have a nap, except those are nouns. To "have sex"...what else can you hav

Something tells me this is of way more interest to me than it would be to anyone else, but as usual that won't stop me from posting it here

...and on the subject of sex with other women now that I'm married (read the post below first if you need some context, tho it isn't too important), I think often of the scene in When Harry Met Sally, no not THAT one involving "what she's having", the one...well, this one: Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends. Sally Albright: Why not? Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way. Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved. Harry Burns: No you don't. Sally Albright: Yes I do. Harry Burns: No you don't. Sally Albright: Yes I do. Harry Burns: You only think you do. Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge? Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with

My advice to you if you want to fall asleep though, is just to think about how you felt when reading this entry...zzzz

Considering my awesome wife is one of the few people who reads this blog on purpose, that is, without first googling some variation of the word "sex" or "sex on amurica", as one person in the Middle East did to get here (see earlier post) , I'm probably ill-advised to write this here, but she's a forgiving sort and I hope she still will be after reading this. I recently realized that when I wake up late at night and can't get back to sleep, which I understand happens more and more the older one gets, that a surefire way for me to fall asleep very, very quickly, I mean 100% of the time, within mere seconds, is to imagine sex with a particular woman. And I don't mean one person in particular, I mean, like pick out any woman I am even remotely attracted to, and start to imagine our hooking up, and every single time, even before we get a stitch of clothing off (have you ever really tried to take off just a stitch of clothing?!), I'm soundly snoozin

A different slant on a Quaker Education

I've often bemoaned my inability, seemingly honed to perfection, to stay focused on a speaker such as my college professors, or in professional seminars, and the resulting lack of absorption of the things they are trying to teach me. But I have to admit, though with more embarrasment than pride, that the talent has come in handy when listening to the opening sentences of some of the messages I hear in Quaker Meeting on any given First Day.

To think all those years when I was alone, I didn't realize what I really wanted was a shopoholic.

I'll bet I'm not the first one to make this observation, but when one compares women to men, as I seem to do on this site way out of proportion to how much time I spend the rest of my life thinking about it, it seems to me that shopping and sex illustrate in parallel ways how we are different. Men know what they want and often are very eager to get it over with. They want to get in and out as quickly as possible. Women want to take their time, and enjoy making it last as long as possible. Though of course one big difference is how much each of us seems to be willing to spend on it.

Have you ever started off the day with a Bang?

Never am I more aware of the affects of what testosterone does to a man, than after sex in the morning, when I then go out into the brightness of day, and find myself incredibly contented, but also void of any sense of nervous energy or any false sense of power. All just feels right with the world, and it's hard to keep a smile off my face. Of course, it may be true at night too, but by the time I might figure it out, I'm asleep.

Hey it's Veterans Day week - time for a salute!

My letter in today's Daily Local News: A salute to Democrats and Obama - dailylocal .com The comments afterwards are always entertaining, and are rarely anything but mean, angry and apoplectic.

Or maybe it's just because Nancy Pelosi is for it that I'm against it

Lest anyone think I am in lockstep with Dems on all things political, and against anything the Rs are for, this will surprise you. President Obama's deficit reduction commission released their preliminary report today and, well, here is a NY Times summary: "A draft proposal released Wednesday by the chairmen of President Obama’s bipartisan commission on reducing the federal debt calls for deep cuts in domestic and military spending starting in 2012, and an overhaul of the tax code to raise revenue. Those changes and others would erase nearly $4 trillion from projected deficits through 2020, the proposal says. The plan would reduce projected Social Security benefits to most retirees in later decades — low-income people would get higher benefits — and slowly raise the retirement age for full benefits to 69 from 67..." And Nancy Pelosi immediately called it "unacceptable" and all the unions and liberal groups I get emails from, jumped in just as quickly shooti

Welcome Bra? (yawn) Detachable 2-piece miniskirt?! (Zzzz) Wait just one minute - It's got MAGNETS?!

Another beaut of a post on Huffington Post today: Japanese Company Creates Welcome Bra For Tourists "Yes, it's come to this. Japanese company Triumph has created a "Welcome Bra" to create a visual aid to show tourists where famous landmarks are in the country, according to Reuters. Japan aims to attract 15 million tourists by the end of 2013--think this might entice people to come?" (Not all people, just men who either like to look at women wearing only bras...or men who like to wear them.)  The undergarment comes with a detachable two-piece skirt with magnets of noted Japanese sites like Mount Fuji. And so much more! (Talk about missing the lede...Yo, Reuters...it has a detachable skirt!)

Only thing we do know is that most tea-baggers would be more excited thinking about Karl Rove than about masturbating on Christine O'Donnell

This was a recent headline on Huffington Post that probably got a lot of clicks: Christine O'Donnell Talks Karl Rove, Witches, Masturbation On Leno. I just wonder if this headline would get way more or way fewer clicks: Jay Leno Talks Karl Rove, Witches, Masturbation On Christine O'Donnell. That's just equal parts revulsion and I-just-gotta-see-this.

But I Didn't

If I had invested $100,000 in the NASDAQ average on the day Barack Obama was inaugurated, as of election day, Nov. 2, 2010, my $100,000 would have been worth about $177,000.