Wednesday, September 11, 2013
I don't know which part about Miley Cyrus' VMA performance I liked least:
- how raunchy it was and the message it sends to both young males and females about what is expected and is acceptable for a young woman to do in public, or
- that that was my reaction to it.
It makes me sound like our parent's generation used to sound talking about anyone from Elvis Presley to Madonna. And things like that don't get better in future performances, they only get worse, especially given the impact on TV ratings and the publicity they generate for the performer. So, we have that to look forward to.
On the other hand, there was a story on Huffington Post yesterday showing clips from Miley's new video coming out soon, featuring her naked on a wrecking ball (yes, you read that right) and well, yeah, I clicked on it and watched (and no, I'm not including a link here).
But she kept her tongue in her mouth so it was fine.
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Most people love fireworks. I never really understood why until I figured out a week or two ago that I like fireworks sort of in the same way I like sex.
The first 10 minutes or so of fireworks is like foreplay. It's fun and all, but I'm mostly just looking forward to the grand finale.
At least until I met Cheryl that is! (Seriously.)
Sometimes I think my kids will get a kick out of this blog some day when they stumble across it and then there are posts that make me hope they never find it...and after reading this one, they will probably feel the same way.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Miscellaneous thoughts, all in one post, since none of them seem worthy of their own post:
- The word "dish" should only be used in relation to food and never to words, as in: Matt Lauer dishes on Katie Couric! The most annoying thing about the way this has come to be used is that, in the unfortunate event one should try to read such drivel, it is mostly just the first person describing something about the second person that none of us would associate with our usual expectation of what we might see.
Why are only women ever described as being "sassy" or having sass? I guess a male can sass someone: "Don't you sass me, boy!", which along with the phrase "Oh no, you didenh!" has to be said in the supposed tongue of a large black woman, but you'll never see a male described as sassy anywhere.
According to my analytics, someone found my blog by googling: anuhka.sex. I'd like to be able to say that I just really don't even want to know, but I guess I did since I googled it. Nothing in google matched those words, but the bigger question is how the heck did that bring them to my site?
Other ways people got here? By googling: sports and sex and Taylor Swift in a bra. Sorry to disappoint you guys.
In the past week, 93 people from Russia have visited my site.
Ochin Pryatna, (former) comrades! Menya savute Jamie!