maybe there isn't a post about orgasms after all

dunno folks. i know i promised you a post about orgasms, but apparently there is no orgasm information to post.

i mean. they're fun. but that's not news. they can be messy, also not news. if you're lucky they're multiple, again, not news.

so, i don't really know what i can bring to the orgasm discussion that isn't already plastered all over the internet.

oh, wait, i know one thing i can tell you about orgasms, i found a porn website that is one of the most beautiful things in the world. it's called beautiful agony and is all shots of people having orgasms, from the shoulder up, mostly wearing clothes, but the ones that aren't, all you can see is the top of their shoulders. it is arousing, AND one of the most beautiful thing i've ever seen. of course, it's a pay site, but it's one of the only pay porn sites i've ever seen that i think i'd be okay with paying for.

there, look, it was about orgasms afterall!!!

dully mcdullerson

Okay, so, here's the thing... It would appear if you're on leave from work not much happens in your life. Subsequently, not much happens with your blog. And really, all the more reason for the CBC to randomly seek me out to work there...

In the meantime maybe I'll poke around on the interweb to find something interesting to spout off about...

Hmmm. Nope. Nothing to write about. Apparently the internet is boring.

I mean, I'd write about the budget (Ontario provincial budget), but unless I'm only speaking to the policy wonk demographic of my blog (which I suspect is a fairly small percentage of my already very small readership) then probably everyone would fall asleep.

In a related but more spirited vein I could talk about how Jim Flaherty is a goon, but really, it's been said so many times in so many different ways, what new angle could I bring to the discussion?

So, instead I'm gonna go have a bath. it seems like the appropriate thing to do.

Maybe tomorrow I'll come up with an orgasm related post, those are always fun (the posts, not the orgasms, well, actually, the orgasms too, but in this specific case I was referring to . . . oh hell, you know what I mean!)



P.S. I seem to have lost two cell phones in the last two weeks, if anyone happens to come upon them please return them to me forthwith (after you've washed them off of course...)

Career aspirations

I've decided I would like to work for CBC radio.

*phew* There. That's done. I've announced it.

Now I just have to wait for the CBC to randomly call me up and offer me a job (well, actually, email me, I'm not so good with the phone...)

Barack Obama: 'A More Perfect Union' (Full Speech)

okay, i gotta say this - i love this man. i almost feel like if he got elected i have hope that maybe the states won't implode after all. maybe...

Also, i really really love this blog post on it. It's on Daily Kos, and I found it via a commenter on Nunc Sico

**UPDATE**

i think i'm going to actually write about another part of this, prompted by a discussion with a friend.

first, before anything else, you should know that apparently he wrote the speech himself - basically unheard of in politics. that's part of why it's so amazing.

second, i can't help thinking to myself "god i hope no one kills him", because, yeah, that seems to be the thing to do with people who are impassioned and influential.

i don't attribute any god-like qualities to him, but i do think he's an amazing man. i think it takes an amazing man to stand up and say those things when one of the first thing people think after is 'god i hope no one kills him', 'cause, lets be realistic here - there's no way he hasn't thought of that. i also think that he's smart, articulate and engaging, but not blaming, which gives him a shot at being heard.

my friend said that the states are already imploding, and i agree, the implosion has started, but i do think that this gives a glimmer of hope. if nothing else the way people have reacted to him gives a glimmer of hope.

i am certainly not naive enough to think that he's going to be able to effect big policy changes or shifts while he's in gov't, even if he manages to get elected, twice. 8 years in the world of politics is nothing (well, sort of, i guess bush did some impressive damage in 8 years, but destroying is easier and faster than healing i think). plus, he'll be completely mired in the political system. he'll be hamstrung and won't be able to effect change.

but... i do think he has a chance at effecting a change in thinking. igniting ideas that will inspire people to push for the policy change as the years go by. i feel like he has a chance at starting some momentum in a vaguely positive direction.

there is not enough of anything in this world to make me want to switch places with him, and there is a reasonable chance that he's going to give his life for this, either by being killed, or by self-destructing, i think he's an amazing man. and, his passion made me weep (although, to be fair, there's some of that which may be depression, but i don't know, i think it was actually being moved...)

Song of the Count

I thought I was going to pee myself...

Thanks to my BIL Al for pointing this out.

etymology question

does anyone know if hamburgers used to be made from pork? or are they from hamburg? i found myself wondering this today. and yes, i am actually asking this question, this isn't one of those oh-so-clever musing things like 'why is it we park on a driveway, and drive on a parkway', i really do want to know, did it used to be made with ham?

uh huh, i'm gonna talk about the snow...

i know that talking about the snow is getting pretty old but...

there is something about the snow that i'm loving. there's something about a huge dump of snow resulting in everyone being immobile that bonds folks.

all of a sudden neighbours are talking to neighbours as they shovel together for the 5th time in two days. random strangers are helping people dig out their cars. every walk down the street is an opportunity to help someone out - today it was my brother and me pushing a cab out of a snow bank.

somehow, as frustrated as people are, the snow is making us smile at each other more. it's giving us that 'we're all in this together' feeling. i've heard that toronto was kind of like that during the black out of 2003 (i was in guelph at the time...).

i guess we bond in strife. suddenly the practiced art of not seeing doesn't exist anymore.

it's pretty cool.


P.S. Crank is a really gross movie. I don't really reccomend watching it. -- okay, I'm updating this, it's actually pretty funny in a campy kind of way as long as you just don't look at the gore bits...

apparently he's not that particular...

We have a cat (Oliver) who loves to sit on the couch behind John and 'clean his hair'. He grooms John for as long as John will let him. It's not *that* unusual a thing for a cat to do, but usually it seems to be just with people they're close to (you know, in that cat way).

But not today. Today my friend Ger was over for a bit today on his way to a class. We sat down on the couch, me in my usual end of the couch and Ger on the end John usually sits on. As we randomly pass the time, all of a sudden Oliver starts to groom Ger's hair.

So, apparently it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that it's his 'dad' that he's grooming, it actually just has to do with whoever is sitting there.

Ahh, yes, my cat the slut - makes me bloody proud! (personally, I'm a big fan of sluts)

gone baby gone, the love is gone away....

ah, see, now, did I intrigue you with the title?

don't worry, no love has left, i just have the Femmes in my head and I didn't have a titled, so, voila!

Unfortunately, a title is not all I'm missing. I'm also missing a blog topic. Something to write about would be good...

Okay, well, I was trying to avoid the whole depression update thing 'cause it's getting pretty boring, but this time it's good news at least... They seem to have finally hit on the right meds. I am actually feeling a difference. For the first time in ages I can actually believe (as opposed to just tell myself over and over again) that I will get better, that I will be me again.

I'm already very me given the right circumstances. Soon I'll be me, no matter what the circumstances are. It's a huge relief.

Okay, enough of that...

So, two men walk into a bar, would have thought the second one would notice. (budumcha)

Geeze. Seriously? I have nothing interesting to say? That seems unlike me. But apparently it is the case.

Ah well, I'll leave you be then. Until next time...