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Junky Styling

I love this idea and the executions of the idea are pretty hot. Originally, found via boingboing.net and photo is from Cory Doctorow.

Taking reusing and recycling of clothes to another level is a great idea and a creating wearable and interesting clothes from what are mundane thrift store regulars is fab. Need a trip to London to see for myself.

I Beat You, too

Another branch into the social adternets, ibeatyou.com that makes anything you can think of into a school playground contest. I am weighing my options for what I can beat the whole of the adternets on...right now I am the best cast wearer. I am so wearing my cast, it is super wear-ing-est-est. Like super cool. (omg, please get this thing off of me...I can't take it anymore - another fucking week and 2 days...really)

Kisses

There are kisses for which you find yourself unready. Surprised, questioning, kisses. Those kisses linger for such a little time; there is no possible way to interpret their meaning. If kisses are ever supposed to have meaning.
I do know that there has been quite enough writing in history about kisses and this leads me to believe there is meaning in every kiss. A saying, a story, a feeling, a note, a little love letter or an invitation.
“Hello.”
“Goodbye.”
“I love you.”
“I miss you.”
“I can’t stand you, but I would really like to fuck you right now.”
"I want more, but I won't take it, not yet."

A quick kiss, a goodbye kiss, an embrace before exiting. It’s off to other things and people and responsibilities, so a quick kiss.
Should have been longer, really.
There is the sense that this shouldn’t happen, that will take some time.

What happens is always exactly what happens. The thing is that people tend to forget that and in general ignore what is directly in their view. Seeing what they thought should happen, what they wish could happen, how they thought things could have happened.
It just is.

Soft, brief kiss, lost to my lips now lingers in the mind and wonders
how much more of a kiss there should have, would have and could have been.
Kiss me again.

Baconalia 2008

I was out last night with some lovely people from MNSpeak. We had a bacon-good time! A drink or few at the Local, followed by a trip to Manny's for Apple Smoked Bacon, mashed potatoes with bacon and the largest plate of hash browns, ever. I was one of a few who opted for a bit of steak as well, it was super yummy($$$$$). They have a Colossal Australian Lobster Tail on the menu for $125. Actually, considering the size of the thing and how long it has to fly to get here...not a bad price.

A recipe that would have capped the night:

Bacon Chocolate Chip Cookies with Maple Cinnamon Glaze

Personally, my favorite bacon has to be this, the bacon maple glaze donut at Voodoo Doughnuts in Portland Oregon. I really want to open a donut shop. Really.

I am also quite fond of this Bacon.

Economics + Vaginas = Fun

I don’t know if you have noticed, but there is so much pussy talk on the internet these days. I remember when the internet was…wait it has always been about pussy. Which is why I am super excited to have one!

I like it when things are about me. Since, I was shy, awkward and out of place as a child. Being the center of attention brings a great thrill for me. Having my pussy as the center of attention brings the thrill to an absolute zenith.

This vajajay is being described as the $5,000 pussy. A magical pussy has always been in the minds of men, usually magical in a VERY BAD way. I believe the tendency for psychological fear of the vagina is because men are dense as a collective. Individually, they are super smart and wonderful…but somehow as a group they simply lose their good sense and the come up with notions like, “preemptive strikes against a nation that isn’t really a threat are a good thing” and “vaginas must have teeth.”

Let’s get back to the point, me and my pussy. I was wondering what the value was. There seems to be a clear market value being placed on vagina and mine wants to know where in the scale it fits. I mean there are the obvious points to vaginal quality, but what about core value? Also is there a NADAQ sort of thing, where I can share trades of my vagina? I mean, I want to be sure and maximize my assets and going IPO might just be the best way to do that.

So, what values do we apply to our vaginas?
A partial list, please list more:
Health
Agility
Responsiveness
Grooming, (I won’t go out and pick a side, hairless or bushy there are men and women who like both ends of the spectrum)
Shape, (a very contentious point as there seems to be an anti-bacon movement afoot which makes no sense to me)
Size, (again very contentious)
Strength, (not many people talk about this quality, but it think it is one of the most important when it comes to a good fuck…please ladies do your kegels)

Then there is what I like to call my pussy’s GNP and since my children are both genius, I feel pretty good about my pussy’s GNP being in a good and rising economic state.

London Shopping Calling

What about a movie?

Leslie Hall

1964 Olympics - Tokyo

I don't care for or watch the Olympics, but my friend Jane started watching a documentary on the 1964 summer games. After seeing a few minutes of this movie, I have determined that it is a masterpiece of film making. I am going to watch the whole thing, it is absolutely mesmerizing. In Netflix it is titled Family, not sure why. IMDB has it listed as Tokyo 1964: Games of the XVIII Olympiad.

The footage above might/mostly likely is from the film. Except it is in French, which means...it might not be...

Pop Gear 1965