August 7th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Nipples And Twine
Let’s put this on the “fun things you can do with a bit of string” list:
It’s all over Tumblr but I have not got an original sourcing.
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August 6th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
Learning From Porn
Once you can get past the timorous-sounding paragraphs of initial disclaimers designed to neutralize the barrage of inevitable carping from porn-negative folks, this list by Dr. Marty Klein is actually somewhat eye-opening by reason of its length. I’m not sure it should be surprising, though. I know I’m not the only one whose initial comprehension of sex would have been much the worse if all porn had been subtracted from the information available to me:
32 Helpful Things You Can Learn From Porn
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August 4th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
On The Construction Of Creepiness
As a guy who grew up with solid “nerdy loner” credentials, it’s no surprise that I often don’t comprehend some of the finer social nuances that swirl around me. I’m old enough to remember when being “cool” was of supreme importance to the young (if indeed it isn’t still), but I never could identify coolness in the wild — I was completely blind to whatever it was that made some people cool and others (including me) not. So too with “creepy” — my sisters and their friends had a whole taxonomy of creepiness and would discuss at length who’s a creep and who’s not a creep, but the criterion they were using was not public and it didn’t yield its mysteries to casual observational decryption. I never worried about it too much; I had enough social troubles of my own without worrying about mysterious social judgments that were being levied against other people. Nobody ever called me a creep except when they were desperately rummaging a sharply-limited vocabulary for additional insult-words, so it didn’t become an essential mystery that I felt the need to comprehend.
If any of that sounds familiar, you might find this (and the expounding links) useful:
Thanks to @ceciliatan for retweeting this into my attention stream.
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August 2nd, 2012 -- by Bacchus
A Proper English Tea Service
You don’t necessarily expect much from a blog post called A Proper Cup Of Tea. But it starts getting more interesting (if you like tea, it was already somewhat interesting) when the instructions get to:
Now pick the mug up and take it to him. When he takes it from you it is often a good idea to get a small cushion, not a plump one which can be worse than useless. Place the cushion on the floor beneath your knees…
We Americans are famously a nation of coffee drinkers. Perhaps it was an error to become such.
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July 31st, 2012 -- by Bacchus
The Anal Grab
If it weren’t for the different costumes, you’d be hard pressed to convince me that this isn’t something from Ultimate Surrender:
But, per this tweet, it’s not.
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July 30th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
It’s Tasty And Delicious
People pay good money for this sort of thing if it’s properly delivered:
Perhaps we’re looking at a retail service environment where all the employees in the shelf-price-tagging process are so illiterate they couldn’t notice this, or so alienated they just didn’t give a crap. (Uh, er.) Tesco’s a bit outside my service area, I got no idea. Another possibility is that the “shelf-price-tagging-process” has been entirely automated — the database-to-shelf-sticker algorithm says “assorted fudge” must become “ass fudge” and nobody outside the central office has the authority or the ability to make it print a different sticker. Possibly nobody sees the sticker after it comes out of the printer except for the lowest-level employee (in the U.S., I’d say “minimum-wage part-timer”) who slaps the sticker on the shelves, and functional illiteracy there (again, in the U.S. anyway) is a very real possibility. (By functional illiteracy I mean the kind of reading ability where you can read stuff if you stare at it and think, but you retain the capability of having words in your visual field that you have not automatically read the instant you saw them. You’ve got the capacity to not read stuff you see, and you exercise that capacity every chance you get.)
Whatever tasty stew of those factors delivered ass fudge to the Tesco shelves, it’s hard to view this as anything but a megacorp retailer reaping one of the “rewards” of having squeezed so much of the cost out of the retail grocery process that the process begins to degrade in important and embarrassing ways.
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July 28th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
The Best Sort Of Panties
I’ve always liked panties of a minimalist nature. Of course, I go to extremes — in my book the best panties are no panties at all! But I’m willing to make an exception for these:
That’s art by John Kacere as seen at Unscathed Corpse.
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