This week’s picture features the aftermath of some s’more-making that occurred this weekend. I love s’mores! They always remind me of sitting by a campfire when I was little, and they’re so fun to eat.
– Jill
This week’s picture features the aftermath of some s’more-making that occurred this weekend. I love s’mores! They always remind me of sitting by a campfire when I was little, and they’re so fun to eat.
– Jill
Today we ripped off a blogger named Tense Teacher of the blog Tense for a Reason. We’ve ripped her off not so long ago as well. It’s pretty amazing since she stopped posting in 2007. But that’s where we live as a thief. Also, it’s long so we’ll do it in parts. She does not say where she got it from. But, it was probably stolen there as well. So, of course, that will be as far as we go. Tracing back our theft’s thieves might take some time. Take the time to comment on other player’s posts. It’s a great way to make new friends! Link back to us at Sunday Stealing!
Cheers to all of us thieves!
Jack’s Answers
1. Song that always makes you sad?
I answered a similar question in a TMI Tuesday from last year:
“untitled #1“, also known as “Vaka“, by Icelandic rock band Sigur Rós. Though I haven’t the slightest idea what it’s about, the song itself is haunting thanks to lead singer Jónsi Birgisson’s vocals, but it becomes even more tragic and heartbreaking upon watching the video, which depicts post-apocalyptic schoolchildren enjoying recess in the middle of nuclear winter.
At the time, Hedone commented that she didn’t think she’d watch the video. But in the off chance that she reads this and has changed her mind, I’m embedding said video below.
(Note that all the versions I found on YouTube cut right to the vocals, but the album version of the track features an instrumental portion at the beginning.)
2. Last thing you bought?
As of this writing (although not necessarily when it’s posted), the most recent purchase I made was lunch today: A couple slices of pizza.
3. Last person you argued with?
Probably my mom.
4. Do you put butter before putting the peanut butter on?
No. If I’m eating a peanut butter sandwich, I’m not sure the butter is going to add anything. Maybe if I’m grilling it, but I’ve honestly never made a grilled peanut butter sandwich.
5. One of your stuffed animals’ names as a kid?
I can only recall one stuffed animal from my childhood that had a name, and to be perfectly honest it’s the sort of name that would immediately identify me to anyone reading this who happens to have known me during childhood. So I’ll just say that my stuffed kitty-cat was named Mr. Jingles, with the understanding that I never had a stuffed kitty-cat, much less one named Mr. Jingles.
6. Did you ever at one time own a Barenaked Ladies CD?
Not a physical copy of one, but I’ve got mp3s of pretty much all of their stuff.
7. Favorite day of the week?
I’m going to say Friday. While it’s not usually an easy day for me by any means, I have the entirety of my weekend ahead of me. While I love the relative lack of work on Saturdays, by Saturday night my weekend is already winding down.
8. Favorite sundae topping?
I’m probably starting a trend here, because I know that my answers to some of this week’s questions will be along the lines of “I can’t choose”, but I can’t choose. If I’m having a sundae, it’s got to have hot fudge or chocolate syrup, or occasionally a warm sliced strawberry topping of which I’m fond. It should also have chopped or slivered almonds, although I’ll gladly take walnuts if necessary. Whipped cream is not necessary but I don’t usually refuse it; and a cherry is essential. And if it’s got all that, you may as well add a banana.
9. Did you take piano lessons?
No. I once had an electronic keyboard, but I sucked at it. My parents weren’t about to invest money in piano lessons – or for that matter a piano itself – for a kid who was so obviously bereft of musical talent.
10. Most frequent song played?
It sounds like this is a follow-up to the previous question. Since I’ve never played a song on the piano, I will instead go with the song most frequently played on my mp3 player. That would be the Oscar-winning Theme From Shaft, by Isaac Hayes. Going back to my formative years, this song has always been a favorite of mine. Few songs can inspire an awkward thirteen-year-old to feelings of badassery like this one.
11. T.V. show you secretly enjoy?
There aren’t any. I enjoy the things I enjoy openly and without shame. I’ve never understood the concept of a guilty pleasure, either.
12. Would you rather play basketball or hockey?
Definitely basketball, despite the fact that I lack the height, and I’m decent on ice skates.
13. Date someone older or younger?
No preference. I’ve dated older, younger, and the same age, and I generally had a pretty good time of it. Age was never really a deciding factor.
14. One place you could travel right now?
I need to travel to bed soon, as I’m writing this at 12:30 AM after a very long day.
15. Do you use umbrellas?
No. I carry one when I’m out with the baby, but I haven’t used it as it’s been pretty dry the last couple months. In the past, I’ve never been particularly good about remembering to bring an umbrella, and at any rate I tend not to spend much time outside when it’s raining anyway.
16. Do you know all the words to the Canadian national anthem?
O Canada! Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command
With glowing hearts we see thee rise
The true north strong and free!
And stand on guard, O Canada
We stand on guard for thee
…That’s all I got. So I guess the answer is no.
17. Favorite cheese?
I like blue cheese, whether served as salad dressing, crumbled atop a burger, or combined with panko breadcrumbs to make a delicious crust for filet mignon. Blue cheese is pungent and delicious, and just so happens to be the only thing with blue veins that I’ve ever had in my mouth.
18. The Smith’s or The Cure?
Despite the importance of The Smiths to the British underground music scene of the early 1980s, and despite my preference of their indie sound over The Cure’s gothic New Wave, growing up I listened to The Cure a lot more than I did The Smiths. That said, I do find it notable that the frontman of The Cure is Robert Smith, and feel that he would have been well-suited to switch places with Morrissey as the frontman of The Smiths.
19. Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?
I prefer brunettes, although as you might guess from my answer to #13, hair color was never really a deciding factor for me on who to date.
20. Best job you ever had?
Definitely a blow job.
Jill’s Answers
1. Song that always makes you sad?
Jack suggests that I answer “Whatever sappy song happens to be playing while I’m on my period.” He’s right, but I’m going to go with Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Israel “IZ” Kamakawiwo’ole. It was played at my Grandmother’s funeral, and it always makes me think of how much I love and miss her.
2. Last thing you bought?
I bought two pairs of thong panties from Kohl’s. They had a buy one, get one half off deal. I’m sure you’ll be able to see them on the next couple #thongthursdays if you follow us on Twitter.
3. Last person you argued with?
My daughter, who refused to go to bed. I won! She’s sleeping right this minute.
4. Do you put butter before putting the peanut butter on?
No. I have never done this. I used to put butter before jelly, but not anymore. All the butter does is add calories.
5. One of your stuffed animals’ names as a kid?
I don’t think I ever named them, actually. How about Fred? I’m going to say that I once had some kind of stuffed animal named Fred.
6. Did you ever at one time own a Barenaked Ladies CD?
My friend burned me a copy of one once. Does that count? I’ve seen them in concert a couple times, so it’s not like I’m a total leech.
7. Favorite day of the week?
I love Saturdays because I get to be home with my family, and unlike Sundays I don’t have to return to work the next day.
8. Favorite sundae topping?
I like caramel sauce on my sundae. I have also drizzled it on my nipples and had Jack lick it off. While we’re talking dirty, I like nuts as well.
9. Did you take piano lessons?
No. We didn’t have a piano when I was growing up. In the late 1980s, my parents got a piano, and my younger sisters took lessons.
10. Most frequent song played?
On the piano? For God’s sake, read my answer to question #9!
11. T.V. show you secretly enjoy?
Pretty Little Liars. It seems to be geared toward teenagers and twentysomethings, definitely not my demographic. But I like the mystery aspect, so I watch it.
12. Would you rather play basketball or hockey?
Basketball. I’m not crazy about the idea of taking a hockey puck to the teeth.
13. Date someone older or younger?
Younger. And I married him!
14. One place you could travel right now?
Does this mean a place I would like to go right now? Or does it mean a place that’s convenient to travel right now? I’m guessing that it means a place I would like to go right now. I’ll say Disneyland.
15. Do you use umbrellas?
No. They’re more of a pain in the ass than they’re worth. I try not to spend too much time outside when it’s raining anyway, and if all I have to do is run to my car, it would take me more time to open and close the umbrella than it would take to just run, unlock the door and get in. Plus, then you’ve got a wet umbrella fucking up your upholstery.
16. Do you know all the words to the Canadian national anthem?
No. Do you?
17. Favorite cheese?
Dubliner Irish cheddar.
18. The Smith’s or The Cure?
The Cure. I never really listened to The Smiths.
19. Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?
Brunettes. I find blondes attractive as well, but my natural preference is toward darker hair, and frequently darker features as well. This applies to men and women.
20. Best job you ever had?
The best job I ever had was probably the school where I first taught kindergarten. The students and their parents were wonderful, and the staff was like a family. In fact, I still get together with members of the faculty despite the fact that I haven’t taught there in five years.
We’re not big go-out-and-get-drunk-on-New-Year’s-Eve people. Even before we became parents, we were loathe to go out on New Year’s Eve or St. Patrick’s Day, knowing that the crowds of amateur drinkers would kill the fun for people like Jack and I. When I say amateur drinkers, you know what I mean: Douchebaggy guys who couldn’t possibly get laid if alcohol didn’t exist. Shrill, anorexic nineteen-year-olds with fake IDs that are just out to make the scene. People who are so unused to drinking that they don’t know how their bodies will handle certain drinks. People who get plastered by ten-thirty, and whose friends then have to be responsible for them for the rest of the night. People who expect others, especially bartenders and cab drivers, to clean up after them. Or worse, people who think they are the one person in the world capable of driving drunk.
So we tend to stay away from bars on New Year’s Eve. We’ll gladly go and get drunk on a random Friday night when the crowds might be heavy, but most people aren’t trying to do one more stupid and reckless thing before the year changes. Some New Year’s Eves, we end up going to a friend’s house. Other times we host, as whenever possible we prefer to stay home. This year we had absolutely nothing planned. We thought we would put the baby to bed, watch the ball drop, and then have a couple hours of sex provided she stayed asleep. That sounded great to us, and had that been all that happened, it would have made a wonderful and memorable New Year’s Eve.
Instead, we were invited out by friends of ours, who we will call “P” (the wife), and “N” (the husband). Eager to spend time with them, but not interested in competing for space at a bar, we suggested that they come to our house instead. They agreed. Jack and I had spent the day packing for our impending move, and it took only a short while to tidy up the house, clean the bathrooms, and move all of our boxes into the garage. Even though we weren’t going out, we asked Jack’s aunt to babysit. It probably wasn’t necessary, as we found out when we picked up the baby that she’d slept for much of the night, and it stands to reason that she would have slept just as well if she was home with us. Furthermore, we know P and N well (I’ve been friends with P since kindergarten), and we knew that there wasn’t much chance of the evening turning into a huge four-way orgy that would have sent our daughter into catatonia had she woken up and stumbled onto it.
In the end we snacked and drank some wine while watching a movie with our friends. Around eleven o’clock we took a dip in the hot tub. P and N hadn’t brought swimsuits, so N borrowed a pair of Jack’s swimming trunks, and P borrowed a sports bra and a pair of spandex workout shorts of mine. Now, I know what you’re thinking: Why did we even bother with swimsuits? Surely Jack and I are so sexy that, once in our presence, people have no choice but to strip off and service us sexually. While that is a flattering thought, it is unfortunately not the case.
Would we have liked it if something a bit more daring occurred? Of course we would have. Would we have had the slightest idea of how to make it happen? Definitely not. Jack and I aren’t exactly shy. We have gotten naked with certain friends before, usually while hot tubbing, and usually when alcohol is involved. But not with these particular friends. I don’t know why, exactly. Before she met her husband, Jack and I spent an evening at P’s house watching softcore porn on premium cable. Sex is a topic I’ve discussed with her at some length, although she knows nothing about this blog and, given the fact that she is close to my parents and my siblings, it’s probably for the best that she not find out.
So why didn’t we get naked? The easy answer is because, when we suggested continuing our evening in the hot tub, they said, “Well, we didn’t bring our swimsuits, period.” They didn’t say, “Well, we didn’t bring our swimsuits, dot dot dot.” We are pretty good about being able to read between the lines, and can usually tell when someone is open to such a thing and leaving the decision up to us, as opposed to when their feelings are pretty clear. To us, their discomfort with the idea of social nudity seemed apparent, and this is why we offered them clothes.
But a more complex answer is that suggesting that we all get naked and get in the hot tub might be the sort of thing that could place a major stumbling block in the path of our four-way friendship. Or it might not. Even if they didn’t immediately say, “Of course we’ll get naked in the hot tub and push our relationship boundaries with you guys,” there’s no reason to assume that they’ll be so offended by the suggestion that they can never again look us in the eye, or worse, feel the need to shame us publicly for it. They might laugh it off, or else politely decline.
I am very familiar with the expression, “Nothing ventured, nothing gained.” I know that without taking a risk, reward is impossible. But considering how much I hate wearing clothes, it’s always been difficult for me to propose social nudity to people I know well. Part of this is due to my body image issues, although I think I’ve gotten better about it in recent years. It’s a little easier for Jack, who has the advantage of having a reputation amongst some of our friends for constantly thinking about sex anyway.
Part of it is also due to the societal stigma surrounding sex and nudity, at least in the United States. The overwhelming conservative attitude that places a taboo on sexuality, and the general ignorance that associates nudity with sex, make it very risky to propose getting naked. What if our suggestion is rebuffed? What if our friends look at us negatively? What if our families and our employers find out? While these are the same fears I brought up earlier, they are very real concerns for us.
I know that we can bring up social nudity with certain of our friends, including my best friend and her husband. But this is only because they brought it up first. I don’t know that I would have been bold enough to suggest hot tubbing naked had they not instigated it originally. Ironically, though, both are very conservative and have given absolutely no indication that they would be comfortable with the clothing-optional stuff going any further than sitting in a hot tub.
Have any of you had to jump through this sort of a hurdle before? How do you go about breaking the ice?
-Jill
There is a sense of friendship in both the Twitter and Sex Blogger worlds. Which do you prefer? If you had to stop posting/visiting one or the other, which would you give up and why?
Jack’s Answer
While the sense of friendship and/or community on Twitter is very similar to that in the sex blogosphere, to me both feel distinctive. This is surprising because there are many individuals who exist in both worlds, further blurring the line between the two. That said, I enjoy the relative disparateness of both communities tremendously.
I can’t honestly say that I prefer one network over the other. Twitter has its own unique qualities, as does the sex blogosphere, and I appreciate different things about both. For this reason I would find it very difficult to keep one network while letting the other go.
Were I forced to pick one over the other, I think I would choose the blog over Twitter. It would not be an easy decision for me to make, and I would miss Twitter primarily for the near-instant gratification and general ease of interaction. I would also miss the individuals we’ve met on Twitter who do not blog.
As a writer, however, I find blogging more of a natural fit for me. Blogging is less structured and can be more in-depth than Twitter. A blog post can consist of virtually anything, from text and pictures to audio and video. And while a Tweet can include multimedia as links, the 140-character constraint is exactly that, a constraint. I would hate for my primary means of communication to be limited in this fashion.
Additionally, blogging is more permanent than Twitter. I don’t know how far back Twitter archives the approximately three hundred million messages that are tweeted each day, but I do know that if it is possible to scroll back to the beginning of one’s timeline it would probably take weeks. But if I want to read something I wrote on the blog in October of 2009, it would take me at most three clicks.
Jill’s Answer
I love our blog, not only for the opportunity that it gives us to talk about sex in a welcoming and repercussion-free environment, but also for the fact that it is an in-depth record of our sexual lives. I am very grateful to have the opportunity to talk about so many of my experiences and fantasies, and to write erotic fiction as well.
While the blog is more personal, for my purposes Twitter is just more practical. I don’t see myself as a writer, really. Despite the fact that I have written a lot of the posts on the blog, I currently don’t write anywhere near as much as Jack does. And although I enjoy the accolades that I get in response to the pictures we’ve posted of me, the fact is that I could post the same pictures on Twitter using Moby (although I would probably get far less feedback).
Between work, parenthood, and miscellaneous family and social obligations, I’m a lot busier than I was a few years ago. This is why Jack writes most of what is posted to the blog. Because of my increasingly busy schedule, Twitter is the preferable option. Twitter is much more interactive than the blog, enabling me to be social with relatively little effort or investment.
If you want to ask us anything, drop us a line on Formspring. (You can do so anonymously if you prefer.) We like sexy questions!
As you know, last week marked the final official week for HNT. Osbasso requested that we pull out all the stops and make our final HNT posts memorable. We found ourselves on a clothing-optional beach on Christmas Eve, appropriately one of the most fun experiences we’ve ever had taking an HNT picture.
We enjoyed participating on and off for the last couple years, and while we had planned to continue posting something every Thursday, it did seem a little odd to give the long-running meme a send-off full of fanfare and fireworks only to resume business as usual the following Thursday, i.e. today. We suppose it’s not unlike graduating from high school and then returning to your alma mater the following September to roam the halls.
[Note to the many bloggers who have published an HNT post today: This is in no way a dig at you. We love looking at all of your efforts, and will do so as long as you continue to post them. In fact, if you’ve posted an HNT that we should see, please let us know; without the usual conglomeration of “We’re up!” comments at Osbasso’s blog, I’m afraid many such posts will go unnoticed by us.]
Additionally, Osbasso stated on his blog that he hoped that future half-nekkidness would utilize a different name, out of respect for the retirement of HNT, as well as for the “hundreds upon hundreds who participated.” We can understand this, though more in accordance with the official retirement we felt that it was time for a change. And who knows? In a month’s time, desiring the sense of community that we got from HNT, we may resume. But for now we are trying something different.
Several individuals, including Nolens Volens and HeartPinkGirl, have created The Naughty Hangout. (See what they did? TNH…it’s HNT backwards.)
The inaugural theme for The Naughty Hangout is “De-Xmas’ing”, described on the TNH blog as “the process of taking down your decorations and putting them away for the year.” This is what that process looks like at our house:
Seen in this shot are the negligee and Santa hat worn by Jill in Santa’s Sexy Helper Part 2, a candy cane identical to the one featured in A Christmas Meme, and a Santa Claus ornament shown in one of our Moby uploads. No Jill, though. I think that’s a first.
-Jack
Note: When the following personality type analyses were written, it was not my intention to share them on this blog. The sarcasm with which the following is imbued should be familiar to anyone who has read one of our TMI Tuesday entries, and like those entries much of what follows is meant in jest. No offense is intended to anyone who identifies with any of the following personality types. Also, while many of the points made will be universal, your mileage may vary. Additionally, these analyses are intended for entertainment purposes only. We cannot be held responsible for any unforeseen outcomes resulting from your use. None of the following is to be taken as an endorsement or condemnation of any given personality type. Use only as directed.
The Geek:
This guy will wow you with his knowledge of World of Warcraft, knows how to speak Klingon, and can recite more Monty Python routines word-for-word than you’ve ever even seen. He may not be particularly flashy, and may actually be socially retarded; but because geeks tend to be grateful for your attention, they are therefore open to suggestion and eager to please.
Pros:
You’ll have a lot in common. Also, geeks are usually quite well-read and knowledgeable about a variety of subjects. Additionally, since geeks are commonly late bloomers in the ways of love, many have spent much time reading about what they’re missing out on, and are thus unbelievable in the sack.
Cons:
Geeks can be annoying, socially awkward, or unwilling to take charge. Geeks sometimes accumulate vast amounts of stuff, including comics, toys and gaming paraphernalia. Also, since the geek spectrum is quite large, there’s a good chance that the geek you pick up will be of a different type than what you’re looking for, i.e. you’re a sci-fi geek and your newfound boy toy is crazy for comics. Yes, areas of geekdom do frequently overlap, but this is not guaranteed.
Natural Habitat:
Comic shops, electronics stores, bookstores, libraries, college campuses, Apple Stores, midnight movie premieres
Your Strategy and Approach:
Because Geeks are a sheepish, sometimes easily-frightened subcategory, your potential Geek hookup may be unwilling to make the first move out of fear of rejection. Because of this, you will probably have to initiate contact. Talking with a geek in a relaxed, social setting will demonstrate that you have common interests and may help him to overcome his shyness. Bear in mind that an aggressive approach should not be your first choice. Taking a more passive tact with a potential Geek hookup may prove a boost to his self-esteem and inspire him to take charge.
The Intellectual:
This guy values intelligence over all else. He is calm, rational, and logical. When he doesn’t have his nose buried in a book, he may be writing one. Always certain to impress your parents, if not make them wonder what he’s doing with you, an intellectual is likely to be an acadmic, a researcher, or a scientist.
Pros:
Intellectuals are smart, mature, and articulate. As such, they are unlikely to use internet shorthand like “ROFL”, “LMAO”, or “OMG” during spoken conversation. Their analytical nature leads them to look at any situation or problem from all angles. Like the geek, the Intellectual is probably knowledgeable, and what’s more, the Intellectual’s knowledge base is not primarily based on pop culture and therefore actually useful. Also, the Intellectual’s inclination toward the fields of science and engineering may mean your prospective pickup has major bank.
Cons:
Intellectuals are usually guided by their minds as opposed to their emotions, and because of this they are sometimes unable to relate to people. The Intellectual’s analytical nature may indicate a lack of imagination in the bedroom. Their tendency to debate may prove annoying over time. Depending on how they view women, an Intellectual might feel threatened by your superior intelligence, or alternately may flaunt what he perceives as his own intellectual superiority. They are unlikely to be inclined toward any particular religious beliefs, though depending on your own spiritual leanings, this may be better placed under the “Pros” heading.
Natural Habitat:
Bookstores, libraries, coffee shops, college campuses
Your Strategy and Approach:
Since many Intellectuals are confident and well-adjusted, an aggressive approach is typically not a deal-breaker. Your Intellectual prospect might appreciate your honesty and decisiveness, though you may find your forward nature the subject of his “expert analysis”.
The Religious Type:
This guy believes in some manner of possibly make-believe nonsense. Be it Jesus, Budddha, Cthulhu or the Flying Spaghetti Monster, the Religious Type is willing to believe in some Great Intangible for which he has been given absolutely no proof. You may find the Religious Type to be a suitable romantic partner, but there’s a good chance that he loves his possibly non-existent deity of choice more than he loves you.
Pros:
Religious Types are often – though not always – non-violent, loving people. Their faith in their religion probably translates to faith in their relationships, which means he won’t play around behind your back. Also, because they typically adhere to traditional gender roles, a Religious Type is more likely to take charge in a relationship than to wait for you to do so. Additionally, the fact that Religious Types come in multiple flavors from Christian to Muslim to Scientologist, as well as from casual practitioner to frothing-at-the-mouth fundamentalist psychopath, means that dating them can potentially be an exciting (if unpredictable) adventure.
Cons:
There is no guarantee that the Religious Type you hook up with will find your religion compatible with his own, and in fact his religion may be openly at odds with yours. Religious Types are often extremely conservative both politically and socially. They are not known for their sexual open-mindedness; you are unlikely to experience sex before marriage with a Religious Type, and for that matter once you’re married you’re unlikely to experience anything but vanilla lights off missionary position sex. In extreme cases, Religious Types are dangerous lunatics, and even if they don’t manifest their violence toward you, this individual may bring with him more baggage than he is worth.
Natural Habitat:
Church, religious supply stores, bookstores, book burnings, anti-abortion rallies
Your Strategy and Approach:
An aggressive approach is definitely not called for, in keeping with the Religious Type’s adherence to traditional gender roles. Dress conservatively. When attempting to hook up with a Religious Type you should be passive to the point of submission, and non-vocal. In fact, being flirtatious is probably too aggressive for the typical Religious Type.
The Sports Fan:
This guy is just as obsessed with minutiae as the Geek, but because the minutiae on which he’s fixated includes the statistics of every player on his favorite team as opposed to the powers of every member of the X-Men, he probably won’t appreciate being called that. Like the Religious Type, this guy has a Sunday ritual, but his involves sitting on his favorite comfortable chair and watching football all day.
Pros:
The loyalty that many die-hard sports fans show to their favorite teams is probably an indicator of how they feel about their relationships. Willingness to drop hundreds if not thousands of dollars on season tickets, clothing and other team paraphernalia points to healthy feelings about commitment. Additionally, because sports are ubiquitous in American society, the Sports Fan comes in multiple flavors, from blue collar slob to upwardly mobile professional.
Cons:
If you’re not particularly into sports, none of the above will matter to you, and in fact you may find your Sports Fan’s obsession alienating. If you are into sports, your Sports Fan pickup may not be into the same one(s) that you are. Many Sports Fans who only watch sports as opposed to participating are out of shape, thanks to their sedentary lifestyle and excessive consumption of beer. Speaking of which, you may find yourself pressured into a subservient role (i.e. beer wench) come game time. Also, some Sports Fans riot and burn things when their teams WIN. Choose carefully.
Natural Habitat:
Sports bars, sporting events, sports memorabilia conventions
Your Strategy and Approach:
Though in generations past, professional sports was the exclusive domain of men, today many Sports Fans prefer to enjoy their sporting events with like-minded women. Therefore you may demonstrate your knowledge of sports without fear of rejection. Visiting a sports bar while wearing the colors of a local sports team is a good way to be noticed by a potential Sports Fan hookup, if not several.
The Player:
Slick and polished, this guy knows the ins and outs of the game, and is eager to play it with you, whether you like it or not. Though not a good long-term prospect, consider the Player if you’re looking for some no-strings-attached fun.
Pros:
Players are suave, handsome, excellent at flirtation, and will pull out all the stops to get you into bed. And since they’ve had lots of practice, once you’re there you’ll probably be in good hands.
Cons:
There’s probably not much chance of fostering a long-term, serious relationship with a Player. Emotional attachment is unwise, since there’s no chance of reciprocation, and you’re unlikely to be the only woman he’s sleeping with. Though not necessarily a common phenomenon, some Players are selfish lovers. Others are more egregious transmitters of disease than Patient Zero, and worse yet, unaware of this fact.
Natural Habitat:
Bars and clubs, upscale men’s clothing stores
Your Approach:
Hang out by the bar looking hot, and he’ll come to you. But be sure you have an exit strategy in mind beforehand (preferably something decisive along the lines of “get in and get out”) in order to minimize your chances of being hurt by a Player.
The Professional:
This guy is skilled, smooth-talking, social and upwardly mobile. Whether working in a downtown high-rise or the owner of a small business, the Professional frequently represents nothing so much as absolute and total stability.
Pros:
Where do I begin? Professionals are likely to be financially well-off. They are usually intelligent (frequently though not always a college graduate), confident and goal-oriented. They may be ethical and/or trustworthy. They maintain high standards of performance and may be perfectionists, both of which bode well for your bedroom activities. Most Professionals, especially those who work in a corporate setting, are incredibly sharp-dressers.
Cons:
The Professional and the Player may overlap. Some Professionals are, by necessity, salesmen and will do or say anything to close a deal. Additionally, because the Professional is by nature dedicated to his profession, he may work long hours or even be fixated on his work to the point of shunning all else. Expect an inconvenient last minute change-of-plans at least occasionally.
Natural Habitat:
Upscale eateries and bars
Your Strategy and Approach:
Though being employed in a vocation populated by young, upwardly-mobile professionals increases your chances of networking – and hooking up – with professionals, this is not your only option. Simply patronizing such a company increases your contact with cute guys in business suits. You should also get a sense for where the Professionals in your area hang out. Is there a trendy lunch spot that you’ve noticed serves a lot of people in business suits? Make it a habit to spend a couple lunch hours each week eating there, and you’ll quickly catch the eye of a Professional or two. As for your specific approach, remember that many Professionals are salesmen. Rather than taking an aggressive tact, merely sit back and listen while they make their pitch.
The Hippie:
Politically- and socially-conscious, this guy listens to The Grateful Dead, wears hemp, and smokes a lot of weed. Though frequently angry about one of a thousand social ills, his solution is to get together with a group of like-minded individuals and create the world’s largest fingerpainting.
Pros:
Hippies are sensitive to social issues including but not limited to women’s rights, and this coupled with the almost universal hippie sensitivity means they’re probably good lovers. They’re not usually aggressive, and in fact may be attracted to aggressive women. Additionally, hippies may be poetically, musically or artistically inclined.
Cons:
First and foremost, Hippies are gross. Soap and water are their Kryptonite. They eschew “normal” clothing, i.e. that made from animal by-products or by third-world child labor; and instead dress shabbily for political reasons. Socialist by nature, they are rarely employed and therefore unlikely to drop wads of cash in an attempt to impress you. In fact, a typical Hippie date probably involves being arrested for civil disobedience. And it should go without saying that, if a Hippie ever proposes marriage, he’ll do so without giving you a ring, since – as he’ll tell you – the diamond industry was built on the corpses of South African diamond miners. Of course, if you’ve been dating a Hippie long enough that he proposes marriage, you’ll already know this, and will be planning to honeymoon in Johannesburg in the hopes of shutting down De Beers.
Natural Habitat:
College campuses, protest marches or rallies, holding cells
Your Strategy and Approach:
If you’d really like to meet and possibly sleep with a foul-smelling, dirty, long-haired hippie – not that I recommend it – the quickest way is to join some sort of extreme left wing political organization or cause. U.S. out of Iraq? Not nearly extreme enough. I’m thinking more along the lines of Save the Endangered Amazonian Blood Tick, Marriage is Legal Slavery, The U.S. Government is Spying on us While We’re on the Toilet, or Women of Color Against Shaving Their Pubic Hair. (Remember that the more freaky and/or “niche” the cause, the more likely you are to be embraced by a Birkenstock-wearing, Phish-listening LSD freak.) But you can’t just join one of these groups; you must actually embrace and believe in their philosophy. That means looking and acting the part, and above all attending demonstrations. Hippies can sense insincerity, and unless you are genuine, you won’t succeed in snaring the unwashed man of your dreams.
The Frat Boy:
The pinnacle of immaturity, the Frat Boy is a hooting, hollering display of out-of-control testosterone. Although preferring the company of his fraternity brothers over women seems to be an indicator of latent homosexuality, these guys do manage to get laid. It’s just that when they’re finished, they won’t bother walking you to your car as they’re too busy letting another guy sniff their fingers.
Pros:
Because Frat Boys tend to be young, they are likely to have impressive stamina, and be at or near their sexual peak.
Cons:
Because Frat Boys tend to be young, they are more likely to be selfish, inexperienced or just plain lousy in bed. Also, Frat Boys WILL take naked pictures of you without your knowledge, and post them on the internet. If that’s not reason enough to stay away, Google “donkey punch.”
Natural Habitat:
College campuses, frat houses, sorority houses, keggers, liquor stores, bars, clubs
Your Strategy and Approach:
You don’t really want to date a Frat Boy, do you?
-Jack
Jack’s Answers
1. Finish this sentence: In the New Year _________ .
…I resolve to not make any ridiculous resolutions I have no intention of keeping.
2. Do you make New Year’s Resolutions? If yes, what are they for 2012?
Ahem. If you’ve skipped right to question #2, I stated in the first question that I don’t make resolutions, and therefore haven’t made any for 2012. Okay, for the purpose of this edition of TMI Tuesday, I will play along and say that I resolve to keep this blog running smoothly. If I manage, it will be nice to reach the end of 2012 and see how prolific we were compared to 2009, which is thusfar the only year wherein we blogged consistently (well, occasionally) from January to December. Fifty-four is the number to beat.
3. What New Year’s resolutions did you make last year?
Once again, I don’t make resolutions. Of course, this will be the most boring TMI Tuesday in the history of this blog if I don’t get creative, so here goes. Last year I resolved to get completely addicted to Twitter; masturbate far less frequently than I would like; and be confronted by the most reprehensible social ignorance and blog about it.
4. Think of three of those resolutions, from last year. How did you do in keeping them?
Click the links and see for yourself!
5. What was your most memorable sexual happening/experience in 2011?
We had a threesome. We had three in 2010, and I would have liked to have had a few more this past year. But the one we had was great. You know, I sometimes hear from guys who say that they aren’t interested in having two women at once, because one woman is too much for them. These men are full of shit.
Bonus: What was your most memorable experience (activity, event, etc.) in 2011?
See #5.
Jill’s Answers
1. Finish this sentence: In the New Year _________ .
I would like to continue to push my sexual boundaries.
2. Do you make New Year’s Resolutions? If yes, what are they for 2012?
For 2012 I have resolved to spend more time with my family, and less time working.
3. What New Year’s resolutions did you make last year?
In 2011, I resolved to exercise four days a week, every single week.
4. Think of three of those resolutions, from last year. How did you do in keeping them?
“Three of those resolutions”? Like I made a dozen or something? My resolution to exercise was the only one I made, and I didn’t see it through the whole year. I did okay with it though.
5. What was your most memorable sexual happening/experience in 2011?
By now, you must know that it was performing with Jack in front of an audience at Power Exchange.
Bonus: What was your most memorable experience (activity, event, etc.) in 2011?
My surprise birthday party! Jack pulled out all the stops, inviting family, friends and co-workers to celebrate my fortieth birthday!
How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!
Our friend SassyCat tagged us for participation in this meme.
Here are the rules:
1. Post these rules.
2. You must post 11 random things yourself.
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post.
4. Create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer.
5. Go to their blog and tell them that you’ve tagged them.
6. No stuff in the tagging section about ‘you are tagged if you are reading this.’ Blah blah blah, you legitmately have to tag 11 peeps!
We’re not creating new questions, nor are we tagging anyone. We don’t tag. But to make up for our rebelliousness, we’re both participating, as you’d expect based on previous question-and-answer memes.
Random Things about Jack
1. I don’t like eggs. It’s the only thing that comes to mind when someone asks me to name a food I dislike.
2. I’m a T-shirt and jeans kind of guy, although I look good in anything.
3. I have no tattoos. Nothing against them; I’m attracted to women who have them, just as I am attracted to women who do not. But I can think of absolutely nothing that I like enough to put on my body forever. Yes, that includes my wife’s name.
4. I’m self-employed.
5. There are two television sets in our house. Three years ago, there were six.
6. I once bungee jumped, when I was about sixteen and didn’t give a fuck.
7. I’ve never dated a woman named Monica, but every person with whom I’ve been in a long-term relationship with has had a friend by this name.
8. I get asked for relationship advice on the average of once every two weeks.
9. In my twenties, I went sixteen months with an open warrant out for my arrest. I had no knowledge of it.
10. When eating Chinese food in a group setting, I have been known to use chopsticks primarily to make my fork-using dining companions feel inferior.
11. I’m a geek.
Questions from SassyCat – Jack’s Answers
1. What is your idea of a truly romantic eveing?
Getting dressed to the nines, dropping the baby off with a sitter, having dinner and wine by candlelight at a restaurant, then returning home for sex. The sex is followed by a shower, at which point we pick up the baby, who hopefully sleeps for a few more hours so we can have more sex.
2. What are your top 5 goals for 2012?
In no particular order: Lose a few pounds. Have some form of group sex or at the very least another threesome. Have more sex in general. Potty-train my daughter. Catch up on my sleep.
3. What’s the one life experience you want a “do over?”
None, really. I’m convinced that changing anything – even the things I wish I had done differently – would have led me down a different path that would find me living a different life today.
4. IF you had to sleep with someone you despise in exchange for ONE thing, what would be the ONE thing?
All-encompassing power over all physical matter in the entire universe.
5. IF you could only have sex once more in your life, when would you do it, with whom and where?
I’d have sex with my wife. The where doesn’t matter, provided it was someplace comfortable and conducive to sexual arousal. As for the when, I’m not sure. I would probably want to have sex as close to the end as possible, provided that I was physically able. In other words, I would rather anticipate the sex for a long time and then have it, rather than have it right away and spend the rest of my life wishing I could have it again.
6. What’s the biggest misconception people have about you?
I can’t imagine what misconceptions people might have about me. I’m speaking primarily about personal friends and family members, to whom I try to be an open book. If there are misconceptions amongst my social circle, they’re whispered because I haven’t heard them. If I had, I’d probably try to dispel them.
7. You are given a racehorse, what would you name it?
Ken Clean-Air Systems.
8. Chose a color that best describes you?
I’m not sure, really. I’d say black, because I tend to wear black, but I don’t want to be thought of as some kind of mopey goth or someone who’s always in a bad mood. I’d say blue, as it is my favorite color, but that just makes me sound like I’m sad. I’d say white, because oh boy, am I ever white. But that doesn’t sound right either. Green? No, that makes me sound envious. Red makes me sound mad. Yellow? Cowardly. Colors have too many connotations.
9. What do you see happening in December 2012?
I assume I’ll celebrate Christmas and New Year’s Eve, much as I did in December 2011. If you’re asking whether I think the world will end, I do not, though I am eager to see how the simple-minded among us adjust, first to the misconception about the world ending, and then to the realization that it has not.
10. Who are you closer to … mom or dad?
My mom, who stayed home to raise me when I was a child. As I now stay home to raise my own daughter, I hope that she and I will have a similarly close relationship.
11. Are you gonna tag 11 of your online friends?
No. I’m not the tagging sort. I figure if someone wants to post this, they will. They can even use these questions, as I’m not adding new ones.
Random Things about Jill
1. I don’t like the taste of red and blue M&Ms. Probably because of the dye used, I find that they taste different than all the others.
2. I’m afraid of heights. I don’t like being on ladders or cliffs.
3. My favorite animal is the spider monkey. They’re cute, and I’ve always wanted to own one.
4. I attended three different colleges before I got my Bachelor’s Degree.
5. I was once abandoned in another country (no, not by Jack), and had to find my own way home.
6. I’ve never worn cowboy boots, and I probably never will.
7. During my second year teaching, my class had a chinchilla as a pet.
8. When I was a little girl, I used to wish upon a star for a huge box of Barbies. Then when I got home I would excitedly check my closet and be disappointed. But I kept on wishing.
9. Tinkerbell is my favorite Disney character, but Beauty and the Beast is my favorite Disney movie.
10. I love potatoes. I can’t think of a single preparation that I don’t enjoy.
11. I prefer odd numbers to even numbers.
Questions from SassyCat – Jill’s Answers
1. What is your idea of a truly romantic eveing?
Getting dressed up and going out to a nice dinner, followed by a walk on the beach. After that, sex and me falling asleep in Jack’s arms are essential.
2. What are your top 5 goals for 2012?
Spend more time with my family, exercise more, get more sleep, continue to expand my sexual horizons, and try one new recipe a week.
3. What’s the one life experience you want a “do over?”
Nothing. The regrets that I have aren’t such that I would want to change them. They have made me the person that I am today.
4. IF you had to sleep with someone you despise in exchange for ONE thing, what would be the ONE thing?
I don’t know. I guess if having sex with this person could save the life of someone I love, I would do it. Does that make sense?
5. IF you could only have sex once more in your life, when would you do it, with whom and where?
It would be with Jack, obviously. As for when, I would want it to be the last thing that I did, because I think having a really great orgasm is the way I would like to leave this life. As for where, I think I would like my last time to be someplace exotic, like a tropical beach.
6. What’s the biggest misconception people have about you?
I’m going to guess that the biggest misconception most people have about me is that I’m sexually vanilla. Because I am a teacher, I often dress conservatively, and I don’t usually talk sex with people, except for a handful of trusted friends. I have to think that the last thing people would ever guess about me is that I have a sex blog, for instance.
7. You are given a racehorse, what would you name it?
Clementine. It’s the first thing that came to mind.
8. Chose a color that best describes you?
Yellow. Like me, it’s bright and cheery.
9. What do you see happening in December 2012?
I’ll celebrate Christmas with my family and friends. I hope to watch my daughter open her Christmas presents. I’d love to take a trip to Disneyland!
10. Who are you closer to … mom or dad?
Probably my mom. Since having a baby, she and I are much closer. I come to her for advice and support.
11. Are you gonna tag 11 of your online friends?
Nope.
If you decide to play along, let us know. We’d love to read your answers!