Apparently some of those shoes/stuff/clothing "membership" sites (which are really just another way to fill your inbox with crap you'll rarely buy but are fabulous time-wasters at work) also hock discount "personal massagers." Discount sex toys. DISCOUNT.My good friend recently signed up on a clothing-membership site. For clothes. Today she said "Why am I being stalked… Continue reading "I rather like my lady bits – certainly enough so that I don’t want to purposefully electrocute them."
Tag: this isn’t porn
I fought the Con and the Con won
Fourth of July weekend in Minnesota doesn't generally involve BBQs, beach, or patriotic shenanigans for the hubs and me: for the past decade or so we've spent every 4th at CONvergence, the best, craziest, most fucked up, weirdest gathering of people I usually see all year. It's fabulous and mental, even more so than Renaissance Festival. And… Continue reading I fought the Con and the Con won
Hot Pink "Toys" are like Toyota Camrys: Yay Rainbows!
A sample of what I consider the "best of" from my inbox in the past two weeks, all from the same group of troublemakers *ahem* fabulously inappropriate friends. These three people are the best possible present I got as a karmic reward for not losing my shit while we all worked in the same company, and luckily they kept talking… Continue reading Hot Pink "Toys" are like Toyota Camrys: Yay Rainbows!
Flash Fiction Project (No, it’s not porn)
I had this idea the other day to combine writing exercises with blog posts, but only one series (to keep from boring the crap out of anyone). I have this flash fiction* piece that was a finalist in a Women On Writing contest a couple of years ago. I found it the other day and… Continue reading Flash Fiction Project (No, it’s not porn)
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