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I have that full Albini CD, which I got from a friend of the band. It's fucking terrific. Especially "You're All Talk."

You seem like a lovely human being but you need to focus first on getting over him. And give this some real time, let it stick, none of this bullshit burning his old letters shit, which makes you just think about him more. Then once that happens you need to allow yourself to find your own romanto-sexual north star and

When I lived in Asheville (part of the Granola Triangle with Montpelier and Bend) I became completely used to people hugging a lot, even in a business setting. Also to remarkably casual outdoor nudity, unshaven flesh and organic body scents. Anyway, the make hugging and back rubs never seemed remotely sexual.

I did once wonder if I was spending too much time with my best friend when for Christmas his girlfriend bought us matching bikini briefs. Strangely, he and said girlfriend were dating a very cute girl at the time.

I think mandatory gay marriage weekend would be at once hilarious and a little hot. Sign me up!

Cookie speaks the truth. Let me second the banning of baby talk and silly euphemisms and even add a prohibition on lying about Santa Claus and other mystical beings (we included God but your belief system my vary.) Lest it make us sound like humorless acolytes of the Ayn Rand Child Care Center, let me explain that we

First congratulations. It's scary territory but ultimately rewarding and wonderful.

I just gained some valuable insight into what your parents must deal with. Thanks for sharing.

"Single female lawyer,
Fighting for her client,
Wearing sexy miniskirts,
And being self-reliant."

Man, I love becoming an old fogey. I saw Trip Shakespeare in…'91 or '92 and Game Theory even before that. All we need now is a Three O'Clock resurgence and the Paisley Underground will live again. I lumped Trip Shakespeare in with those bands in my mind… Dream Syndicate, The Rain Parade, those harmony-rich, melodic,

It's NECESSARY for any religion to include and even feature the impossible. Religion is based on faith in the unknowable. Burning bushes, red underwear, golden plates, visions are part and parcel, a way of demonstrating faith. Without faith, religion is just talking about life. Or Unitarian Universalism.

Very wise observation. I was mostly being silly, as I genuinely am good at massage (worked for a massage school) and discovered in a pinch that a really good, non-stinky olive oil works well and is a amazing hair and skin conditioner. And yes, weakens latex… (didn't learn that the hard way, thankfully.)

Carr is a genial, quick, funny guy who probably has very very quirks. Highly recommended though that joke makes me feel a little ill.

But is a threesome that's shared with another just a 1.5-some? I do those frequently. But thanks for covering all bases, as I do think the kind with another guy is more appealing to me as well. I MUST lean the secret language of libertines.

My favorite disgusting joke, by Jimmy Carr.

I think idiotking has just discovered some kind of Grail. I'm sure there are women who are weirded about a guy who's 80-20 into men, but I'd think the insights he's displayed in his first post are going to make him a lot of friends, should he be so inclined. And I know some straight women who dig gay porn, so even if

Too Shy, first congratulations on ditching that dick. And second, you ain't alone. Somehow I've managed to either be very luck or unlucky in that my two longest, most significant relationships were with RAGINGLY straight women. As in no drunken making out with a girl in university, no fantasies, zero interest.

The downside of being a stripper would that boyfriends tend to be musicians. When I was in my 20s every rocker chasing a deal was dating a stripper, as his impact on household finances was probably negative, thus they needed more income than most 22-year-olds can easily find.

Nicholson Baker's The Fermata was great writing and explicity pornographic. He has a talent for mixing titillation, shame, arousal and disgust at once, really alluding to the largely unknowable things that might drive us toward some forms of sexual expression.

Mrs. Alger, you have read my mind. I think the common thread is that with "happy amateurs" and kink.com is that people are into it for more than the paycheck or getting even with their parents. Some of the kink.com stuff (admittedly I've only seen the free previews) is a bit too much for it never seems simulated.