Sunday, September 26, 2010

Giving "Eat Me" a Whole New Meaning

Cannibalism isn't sexy.  I'm sorry if that offends any cannibals, but I'm just going to go ahead and say it.  I'm not saying that if I were part of the Donner Party, or one of those poor bastards that got in that plane crash in the Andes that I wouldn't break off a piece of someone if I got hungry enough, but it's just not sexy.  OK, there is a guy in Germany that might beg to differ, but he, like, eats people, and do you really want to listen to a guy who eats people?

Although I have heard they can pair a Chianti like a mofo

Friday, September 24, 2010

British Spies are SMART

I've already admitted that I rather fancy the Brits.  I like their accents and I like their television (which is always so much better than the American remakes), and I like looking at their princes.  Not that they don't have their problems (we can talk about the deeply ingrained racism and classism another time), and it's not like they didn't act like dicks running around colonizing everything for about a jillion years, but I have an uncanny ability to romanticize things when I want to.

A typical Tuesday night in a typical British household

Thursday, September 23, 2010


My friend Lindsey posted this video on Facebook (become a friend of Chakabox!), and it makes me incredibly happy.  I'm not really a ninja girl, and never really have been, but this makes me think I may have been horribly, horribly misguided about that.

They do what the men do, only backwards and in kimono and with their vaginas.

Seriously, put Uma Thurman in her yellow jumpsuit up against this chick and there would be NO CONTEST.  I mean, The Bride could kick some ass and all, but could she put someone back in her WOMB?!  Nope, all she did was regular, garden-variety getting someone out of her womb, and she was even unconscious while doing that.  Nope, amazing sword or no, she's no match for the Queef of Doom.  

Katana Schmatana

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Erotic Horror, Deep Sea Style

I was all set to do this big political post inspired by video about a 90's anti-masturbation campaign put forth by a woman who recently won the GOP primary in Delaware, but got exhausted trying to explain in a succinct and entertaining manner that I really don't hate Republicans or Christians, so I bagged it.

Let's just say that I believe repression of natural sexuality leads to unhealthy ends and that while politicians' religious beliefs must inform their legislative actions, they should never dictate them - we live in a secular society.

That being said, it is my goal that everyone feel welcome, no matter where you fall relative to the proverbial aisle.  I remain unapologetically pro-choice and pro-comprehensive sex education in schools, but if you can hang with that, I hope you can feel comfortable here.

This is Mark.  He's how we try to roll.

But enough with politics.  Instead, let's talk about how crazy the sex lives of deep sea anglerfish are, because their sex lives are CRAZY. 

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

We're Going to Take a Wee Break

But not in the Golden Shower kind of way.  This past weekend, my family was dealt quite a blow when my nephew, Kai, was stillborn September 5th.  He was full term, a beautiful baby, just not meant for this world.  His parents are doing OK, but are understandably reeling, as are we all.

I'm going to take about a week off (which will be more like 2 weeks once it's all said and done), but I promise the Box will be back in full force soon, spreading the word of the sexy.  In the mean time, I ask that each and every one of you cherish your loved ones to their bone marrow.  Our lives are rare and precious, and I'm thankful for each and every one of you.

for Kai

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Chakabox is 1!

WHAT?!  Where does time go, I ask you?  This time last year, I had just come back from visiting my sister in the tropics, almost certainly decided to apply to graduate school, and decided (with the loving prodding of the Manfriend) that what the hizz, I was going to write a blog.

Now, my sister no longer lives in the tropics and is about to have a baby, I'm 9 months in to graduate school, and I've actually managed to carve out a wee niche into the interwebs.  Seriously, following your dreams is fun!

Cake courtesy of some of the best girlfriends a sex blogger could ask for!