Don't Touch Me, Cause I'm Electric. And If You Touch Me, You'll Get Shocked
In the Loop, a local newspaper, published my essay on sex music. Actually, it's about sex music and love toys. Okay, to be perfectly honest, this piece is really about the wonders of Astroglide.
All right. Fine. It's about parental responsibility. In the Loop is available for about a week so look for it in New Tampa or click here to read my words of wisdom.
Sex music would've been more entertaining, though.
5 Comments:
SHS eh?
I have a friend who is an English teacher there. It's her first year. Be gentle.
Tell her to look me up. I'm a delight.
It's so unfair to tease me with the xml excerpt only to have it be about *shudder* parenting :-)
Considering my recent pondering of sex music last night, I was really psyched. Or to talk about Astroglide, which, though I've only limited experience with, is pretty amazing stuff.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. Astroglide is proof God loves us and wants us to be happy.
Catherine, ignore the anonymouse. People lacking 10-lb iron balls make snarky comments and don't put the power of their name behind those comments. People in the 10-lb iron balls "Clangin' Club" (figuratively, in your case -- I hope) teach.
Oh, and it's good to know someone else grew up and didn't totally grow out of the Beastie Boys.
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