To wash the taste of spam out of my mouth, how about some nice vintage nude women playing pinball?

It’s nice to get comments on our posts. We all like to hear from a happy audience, and like the funny stories and good information many of you provide.

We do not like our comments section being used to peddle crap. We also do not like comments that seem to be made mostly to get a link to your spammy, non-sex blog on here. Post that stuff on your friend’s blogs.

Your crap will be deleted, and you will be banned from commenting here. If we ever track down any of you joyless lusers, we’ll take our cattle prods, rope, and stinging nettles to you. Only — and we promise — you won’t come. And you will SO not like one bit of it.

Bacchus speaks: Having just logged in to find about fifteen new spams posted subsequent to Aphrodite’s mighty edit-and-delete-fest yesterday, I’ll have to say she’s way too nice about this. (Perhaps it’s the whole Love Goddess thing.) When I endorsed the strappado anti-spam measure proposed by Bondage Blog, it was in large part because Rope Guy found one of those disturbing early-1970s bondage photos where the model looks quite disgruntled. Which ain’t a patch on how “disgruntled” a spammer would look dangling from my meat hook.

The trouble is, ranting here about spam does very little good, because the highest volume and most inappropriate comment spam is crapped out by robots. The robot controllers literally can’t stop by to view their handiwork; there’s far too much of it. They never even know that their spams have been intercepted or deleted, which takes most of the satisfaction out of deleting the stuff.

High-volume automated spammers are what are termed “B2 Bandits” in The Basic Laws Of Human Stupidity — they are “stealing millions to make thousands”, like the meth-heads who wander down the street smashing $600 windshields to collect seventeen cents in sticky coins out of console cupholders.

OK, rant over. The defense against clone armies of evil-doing robots is not to heap deserved calumny on their shadowy overlord controllers; it’s to install trusted defense robots of one’s own, ever vigilant and undismayed by the ceaselessness and pointlessness of their task. It’s an ErosBlog priority, look for it by end of 1Q 2006 (with luck).

You read it here first! Evil Science Chick is increasing her science empire by doing sex toy reviews. Last time she just teased us with a mention of the toy. This time she went all Consumer Reports for us, dishing it out on the Top-Tough rabbit vibrator.

amusing aside: the woman who rung up the toy informed me that this was a very good jackrabbit toy for “beginners.” Apparently, only EXPERIENCED jackrabbit users should utilize the purple colored ones with the plasta-chromed bottom that cost $10 more. Remember that, folks. Stick to sex toys APPROPRIATE for your skill level.

Find out how she rated it yourself, and be amused by images of little crockpots for lube in the process! ESC also asks for information, so leave a comment about your rabbit experiences. It’s for science, people! :hehe:

There’s an old homily:

‘Tis better to light a single candle, than to sit and curse the darkness.

I’m reminded of it every time I see pictures like these:

So much better!

Remember the sex melon? While, now there’s another one:

Yeah, yeah, I know, these are hardly the first melons in the world to have suffered indignities in the name of male sexual self-gratification. I suppose it’s the thought process leading up to photographing the deed that I’m wondering about.

Similar Sex Blogging:

• Mango Sex
• Got Orange Juice?

Since there seem to be a great many lady readers here who like to talk about the cock, I thought I’d pass this on for discussion. (Me, I don’t have an opinion, or at least any more of one than Ron White’s hapless friend.) The Virgin Slut was musing about penile appearances when she asked (and I can so hear Carrie Bradshaw’s voice when I read this):

If we disregard size, which seems to be the factor that makes or breaks a cock, is there such a thing as an ugly cock? What makes a cock ugly or pretty? Is there an equation for the perfect cock? Like a pretty face, does it have anything to do with symmetry? What about size of balls relative to shaft length? Veiny or not? Cut or un-cut? Does anyone think that any of these factors make one cock more beautiful than another? Theories are welcome, but please let us not rely on the size issue.

The comments are yours — fall to with a will.

Difference. Variation. Contrast. In my humble view, this is one of the keys to good, mind consuming sex. To explore and use the sensory toolbox – on the body as well as the mind. And in vanilla as well as kinky joys.

One tasty nibble from a good post on how important doing things just a little differently can be, in Difference. Variation. Contrast., by Bliatz. For me, one or two guys stay in my mind because what they did was so different from all the others. But if they did that same thing every time, it would get old too. If any of my previous lovers could speak up, I bet they would say that I let them direct the action too much. Given how long I’ve been without, I don’t think that will be a problem for a while!