I’m still working out what I want to tell, and what’s best left locked away in my mind, from my recent escapades. Parts of the adventure were lots of fun (here’s a hint: some of my sexploration wishes have been fulfilled :D ), but other things were unexpected, and caused some tensions between R and me. Short form is, I think R and I have played out. But it was mostly good while it lasted, and it turned out to be very, very smart of me not to point him to this blog. That’s why the extended Aphrodite absence….I didn’t want any traces to here around for him to accidentally find.

Anyway, one of the places R and I went was on an awesome ski trip to the Great White North–Canada! It was highly amusing to find the image below tucked in my inbox when I got back:

According to the sweet friend who sent me the pic, the hair designer calls this the “Moose Look”. I ain’t never seen no moose that looks anything like this before…but she does seem to have a nice rack (if you can find it under all the blue fluff ;) ).

Someone asked me for “sex predictions” for 2005….given my recent experiences, plus the ongoing crusading crap from the U.S.’s current “leaders”, it makes me queasy to even think about what might be coming down the pike. :( Uhh, how about we just scroll back up to look at the Moose Girl again instead?

Hi everyone! Didn’t mean to disappear from the world for as long as I did…but I think that turned out for the best. Got in yesterday from holiday-making with R, and am exhausted. There’s so much to tell, I don’t know where to begin…..or even if I should tell all. It was, um, intense in both good and bad ways. I think I should get another cup of coffee and more sleep before I try to say anything else about it all.

So for now, I’ll just say that I hope all of you had a happy solstice/Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa (did I leave anybody out?), and that your new year started with a bang. :hehe:

OK, so I’ll grant that the costume is eye-catching; and sure, the little bit of (fake?) spooge at the edge of the mouth-hole earns realism points. If that’s really a tissue dispenser on the top of her head, I suppose there’s a certain gonzo panache to that, as well. But at the end of the day, all I can do is shake my head and wonder: “What was she thinking?” Or maybe: “Is that you, Charlotte Simmons?”

Picture found here on Little Midgets.

It’s January 1, my head hurts just a smidge, but life is stunningly good. The Nymph and I spent last night drinking bad champagne and marvelling at how great a year 2004 was for us, and marvelling again at just how bright 2005 is looking. Today we’re going to nap and eat — there’s a big turkey in the house, and somebody else is cooking it. So not much blog for you today!

Still, I couldn’t leave you entirely in the lurch. Will some naked girl/girl wrestling see you through the weekend? Here’s hoping!

Thanks to Ultimate Surrender for the picture.

As the old line goes: “I don’t know much about art, but I know what I like.”

Found on Usenet.

Would you buy a used RealDoll on Ebay?

I know not what course others may take, but as for me….

Remember that animated .gif of the Joy Rider Fuck Machine I posted in November? It turns out that Violet Blue blogged about one she saw at a party — and wound up getting a free one from the manufacturer. (One of the perks of being an awesome and adventurous sex writer — which she is and I’m so not.) Plus, she gets to devise a better method for attaching dildos to it. Much experimentation in her kitchen with the cool black-and-white institutional dungeon tiles!