Sex Surrogacy - Therapy or Prostitution?

So, the reason I'm in graduate school right now is to eventually become a sex therapist.  I'm really good at talking about sex and also at talking to people and I figure it's probably a good match.  As I talk to people about this, a surprising number of them have asked me if that means I'd be, "you know, having sex with people?"

Well, sure, all of us do.

Glee, Nekkid

I love Glee.  LOVE IT.  What self-respecting former drama geek - particularly what former musical theatre drama geek - doesn't?   It's hilarious, it's ruthless, it's educational (did you know that dolphins are really just gay sharks?) and reminds the country weekly that Jane Lynch is the best thing that has happened to television in a long time.  If they'd just stop auto-tuning professional, classically-trained singers, I would be in 100% hea-ven.  HEAVEN I TELL YOU.

Glee: where ephedrine + Katrina and the Waves = education!

Medical Supplies for Lovers

I was doing some shopping with a friend yesterday, and in one of the shops we ducked into, I found a little something on a table full of various flyers that absolutely made my day:

It's an internet store for bloodsports and medical fetishists!  Neither my friend nor the Manfriend knew such things existed, so in case you haven't either, here's a brief rundown of medical fetishes and bloodsports:

What Haven't the Dutch Thought Of?!

The Manfriend and I went to Amsterdam about 5 years ago, and we both loved it.  It's gorgeous, it's chill, it gives right-of-way to bicycles over trains, and you can get your hands on some of the best shawarma outside of the Middle East.  It's an exceedingly old city with some incredible places of historical and cultural interest, and you can walk through the little alleyways and streets forever and see something new every time. Let's face it, though...this is not what Amsterdam is best known for.

it actually looks like this!  photo by the Manfriend

Hey, Let's Put on A Show!!

I saw the trailer to this movie on a list of movies about movies (man, I love a list...) and knew it was something I had to see.  The Amateurs is about group of sweet but kinda losery guys who decide their way to fame and fortune is to make the world's first feature-length amateur porn film.

I'm not going to lie, it lags a little in the first half.  The performances are great, and there are some interesting, even important points made about the porn industry (the pervasiveness of racist attitudes and stereotypes about the prowess and appetites of black men, for example) but it's a little slow in places.  

Stick with it, though, because the last half hour or so makes the whole thing worth it.  Seriously, it's just...it's great.  It totals made my day, and I totals recommend it!

Thunderbolt - Party Naked

So this guy, Jay Thunderbolt, who is super tall and has a half-paralyzed face after getting shot in the head when he was 11, operates a strip club.  So what? you may ask, quite rightly.  Strip clubs are everywhere, even here in the Emerald City, where we are experiencing a die-off of 'em, what with the Lady closing and the dubious-at-best Ricks being shut down (with 4 other clubs owned by the same sleazy guys) as part of a racketeering/prostitution plea deal - but I digress.  Thunderbolt's club is different: it's in his house.

Like this house, only naked

SMEWCHES

Know what I love doing?  Kissing.  The first time I saw the Manfriend, (whose lips are a cross between Angelina and LL in their deliciousness), I wanted to grab his face and kiss it for a week, and that was even before I wanted him to be my Manfriend.

Whether it's a soft brush on my eyelid or a ravenous om nom nom, I'd rather be kissing than doing most anything else, especially writing a paper about ethical decision-making models in counseling, which is what I've been doing for the past week instead of posting here.

In penance, I have compiled a list of some of my favorite kisses in film history, for your viewing pleasure, because if anything is as good as kissing, it's a list.