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The Opposite of a Nightmare Can Also Be a Bad Dream

Sat, 2010-03-27 12:03

You know how when you have a nightmare you wake up and in a wash of emotion you go “thank goodness it was only a dream?”

Ever had one of those dreams where you wake up and in a wash of emotion go “oh no it was only a dream?”

I hate it when that happens (the latter, not the former.) How about you?

Not At All Dead, Just Distracted

Wed, 2009-10-28 16:02

Despite the dolorous tones of my previous post I’m now fine. I’m not sure where root canals got their painful reputation — what actually hurts is the #%$!@* abscessed tooth that have to be treated with a root canal.

In fact, just an hour after I better than I have for more than a week.

A few hours after that the last $%)$@*! Vicodin wore off and now I really feel great.

But that’s not what you come to this site expecting, nor is it what I came here to talk about.

Instead, you want to know something else opiates like Vicodin cure? Libidos. Or at least it always cures me of anything like one. Admittedly I’m often in, um, pain when taking prescription painkillers, but on other occasions when I’ve been in comparable pain but using non-opiate analgesics like Toradol a.k.a. ketorolac I was otherwise, well, unimpaired.

Now that I’m back to just a couple of ibuprofen (plus completing a course of antibiotics) I’m… interested again.

And actually, technically, that’s not even what I came here to talk about.

Because before things got to the 3:00AM “hmm, Vicodin or the pliers in the kitchen drawer? Decisions, decisions?” point I’d noticed that in kind of a dog-leg jog away from BDSM, whenever I was erotically distracted my awareness of pain was equally distracted.

I’m not exactly sure how one would write a human-subjects grant application for something like this, let alone get a review board to certify it, but I’m very curious now whether there’s been any research done into erotic and/or sexual stimulation as palliative care.

And, incidentally, no I’m not imagining variations on porn cliché #31, involving the sexy dental-hygienist costume.

Quick aside: despite quite a bit of Googling it turns out that while most “sexy XYZ” costumes are for women there aren’t any readily-findable “sexy dentist” costumes for women. And of course nurses. Sexy tooth-fairy costumes, yes. And at least two dentist costumes meant for men. There are, in the imaginations of “sexy” costume designers… or just as likely their customers… no women dentists and thus no call for special costumes for them. There are “sexy” women doctor’s costumes, which I guess is a nod in the “right” direction considering more than half of all med-school students are now women. But dentists are right out. Not that everyone’s fantasy “sexy” dentist or hygienist would be only female or only male. I just think the omission is odd. Oh, and to conclude this digression, one of the “sexy” male dentist costumes has a giant blue plastic tie that has “open wide” printed on it. So, um, yeah.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so no, I’m actually not thinking about the caregiver-straddling-the-patient schtick for distraction. (In the exceedingly unlikely chance one of my own caregivers is reading this I’m not thinking about you. In this context anyway.) Not least because over time that could get a annoying for the caregiver. In fact I’m not sure how one would go about it. (Audio or visual stimulation through headsets? Participation from a partner? Discreetly placed TENS units? I dunno.

I’m guessing if I participated in such research I’d end up, as usual, in the control group.

By the way, even the forgoing discussion — stimulating though it might be — is not what I came here to talk about. I mostly wanted to mention that now that I’ve recovered from my little experiment in dental agony I’m going to take up to a couple of days to unwind, and maybe convert this site to a whole new blogging platform (as the delightfully not-work-safe AlwaysArousedGirl has been urging me to do for several years now.)

Masochism and Its Limits? Dental Pain

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Tue, 2009-10-27 07:14

As I’ve discovered last week and this, an abscessed tooth is remarkably, extraordinarily painful. I’m off to see a highly-paid professional who will use exotic costumes, expensive instruments, and an expectation that I will remain self-disciplined while he or she creates, at least temporarily, a great deal of suffering. All with the expectatin that afterwards I will feel gratitude and a great deal of relief.

Meanwhile, mmm, ibuprofin/hydrocodone “cocktails.”

And yes, I’m aware this really has nothing at all to do with the experience of actual kink/BDSM at all.

Stalwart App Protects Your Delicate Eyes From (Ok, Really Cryptic) Calculator Porn

Sat, 2009-10-03 21:27

Y’know, some stories sound just too good to check. This time I checked and… it appears to be true. Read on…

        
iPhone screenshots of Apple calc (left) TLA Systems PCalc (right) by me

Carly Z of new-technology review site Gear Diary has a great twits-vs-substance alert…

What would you rate a calculator on the age-rating system in the iPhone/iPod Touch App Store? Does a calculator even NEED an age warning? Apparently, according to Apple it does…read on for details, and the absurd way this has been resolved…

PCalc, by TLA Systems, was given a 17+ rating by Apple. Why? Because when you type 5318008 and flip the calculator upside down, it spells (WARNING: NSFW, do not read on if you are easily offended)

BOOBIES (8008135)

So what’s the solution? Censor that number, of course! No one ever needs to know that 2659004*2=5318008! And why stop at that? They should also censor 7734 (HELL). I mean, come on here.

Read the quote in context here.

All well and good. And seemingly perfectly true. Except for the 17+ rating. I didn’t get that warning when I downloaded the free version of the calculator. Or at least iTunes didn’t give me the same warning I get when I download an update of, say, the Wikipedia apps. (Wikipedia evidently sometimes defines naughty words. And, I should have guessed, naughty upside-down numbers!) On the other hand there’s a possibility that I’ve just turned off the “warn me about calculators with adult number possibilities” feature in iTunes so that claim is inconclusive.

Anyway, now for the debunking part. Carly Z says

And having censored it, the app now has a 4+ rating.

Strolling (not trolling) the comments and reviews of the calculator it sounds like it’s just a darn good, darn complete technical calculator that a lot of people find worth the $9.99 the full-featured version costs, and it appears to have had that 4+ (out of a possible 5) rating for quite some time.

I also didn’t see any references to the “censoring” in the comments or promotional text for the app. Which leads me to think it’s more of a developer’s “easter egg” than, say, a viral-marketing campaign coup or a twits-vs-substance outrage.

Freudian, Philosophical, Five, and First Kisses

Fri, 2009-09-18 13:27

Via bookofjoe, the humorous “Philosophy of Kissing” from Dr. Rude of The Unnatural Enquirer

Aristotelian kiss: a kiss performed using techniques gained solely from theoretical speculation untainted by any experiential data, by one who feels that the latter is irrelevant anyway.

Gödelian kiss: a kiss that takes an extraordinarily long time, yet leaves you unable to decide whether you’ve been kissed or not.

Grouchoic kiss: a kiss given by someone who will only kiss those who would not kiss him or her.

More types of kisses here.

Technically I think a Gödelian kiss would be one where you couldn’t consistently maintain the falsity of the statement “a kiss is just a kiss” in any system that includes arithmetical expressions. But that’s close enough.

Actually I’d add

Freudian Kiss: Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss.

If the Dr. Rude’s post is funny, Kizz of The Women’s Colony Bedroom blog is sweet when she discusses five of her most memorable kisses (where “memorable” sometimes means joyous, sometimes means first, and other times means sad or incomplete.)

My first French kiss. In the outdoor entryway of the small town’s public library. Raining out. With a geek. Nice enough guy but one of the sort whose nerdiness trends toward arrogance. It was chilly. My nose was running but I was embarrassed to wipe it. It was awful. He pumped his tongue in and out in a way that brought oil derricks to mind. Rhythmic, intrusive, completely devoid of emotion.

Read about the rest of her memorable kisses here.

My first kiss was also my first French kiss was also one of the nicest kisses I’ve ever, ever had. It was at a pre-Christmas party for some kids from my high school, or maybe even Jr. High. Someone’s cousin was visiting from out of town. There was mistletoe. I’m not at all sure how we got to that point — I think maybe others had been doing it — but she asked if I was going to kiss her (no way I’d have thought to do it myself) and so I did. I remember her thick wool sweater, and her upturned face, and I think I remember that she was standing on the first step on a flight of stairs or something because I remember I was quite a bit taller than she, and oh my do I remember that kiss! Our lips just perfectly fit together, and parted naturally. Our tongues met softly and delicately swirled and lingered a moment longer before we stopped. She exhaled. I did too. That was it. We hung out a bit before the party ended. I returned to my home, she returned to her hometown, and we never saw each other again.

It was several years before I had a chance to kiss anyone else.

How ‘bout yours?

Why I Don't Usually Do Random 10s Plus Link Roundup Plus... Well, That's Enough

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Fri, 2009-08-28 20:48

Here’s why I don’t usually participate in the Friday Random 10 iTunes meme. It’s not the songs part, it’s the “justify your choices” part that’s hard.

  • Road Movie To Berlin – They Might Be Giants: “We were once so close to heaven / St. Peter came out and gave us medals / declaring us the finest of the damned”
  • Fly-by-Night Benny Goodman – All The Cats Join In (Vol 3): What can I say, I can’t think when I’m listening to music with lyrics so I tend to go for instrumentals
  • Ballad Of Ronald Reagan – Austin Lounge Lizards: Ominous that I feel nostalgic for the pragmatic politics of Ronald Reagan
  • Sometimes I Don’t Wanna Go Home – Joan Armatrading: Awesome song about the uncertainty of emotionally-abusive relationships
  • On The Couch – Ry Cooder: Instrumental from Paris, Texas, another epic relationship movie.
  • Blues [A Jam Session] – Fats Waller: awesome instrumental ensemble
  • Punahele Excerpt – Masters Of Hawaiian Slack Key: awesome slack-key guitar
  • Mercenary Territory – Little Feat: “Now some kind of man, he can’t do anything wrong / If I see him I’ll tell him you’re waiting” More lyrics about self-doubt in unhappy relationships, this time from an uncertain man’s perspective.
  • Just Joshin’ – Josh Graves (The Great Dobro Sessions): What can I say, Graves invented a lot of what we think of as modern bluegrass Dobro.
  • Sousa’s “The Washington Post March” – Leonard Bernstein: New York Philharmonic Orchestra: In a few years this might be the most memorable cultural feature titled “The Washington Post.”

(What can I say? I’ve made a point of buying no new music since the RIAA went all Gestapo. I’ve got thousands of songs but most of them are very old. Then again, most were old when I bought them.)

So how about a link round-up instead? These are all posts I recommend highly but probably won’t be able to say what I want to say about them in posts:

  • Lisa Campo-Engelstein: Autonomous Contraception – Science, Sociology, and the Potential of a Male Pill. Another reason why foot-dragging in male-contraceptive development is dumb: “while mass media articles in the English speaking-world assert women will not trust men (including their partners) with contraception,[16] an international study reveals that only 2 percent of women would not trust their partner to contracept.” (Via Samhita.)

Guest-Blogging Opportunity: "'Informal Roman' Sex" and Other Fun With Fonts

Thu, 2009-08-27 23:43

Debby Herbenick of My Sex Professor invented a laugh-out-loud game you can play on any computer device that gives you lots and lots of fonts.

For reasons unknown to me, today I wondered which fonts were sexiest. Not sexy as in which font stirs feelings of arousal or excitement (because truly I would be surprised if it did that for many people), but what font made the word “sex” itself look most like the way sex feels?

That exercise quickly spiralled into a sort of reverse fortune cookie game. You know, the game where whatever someone’s fortune is, you then tag on the phrase “in bed” at the end as in “You will have great success (in bed)”.

Except here you do it in reverse: Place the font style word/phrase in front of your word. Soon enough you get things like “Berlin Sans Sex” (which – if you remember your high school French class – means “Berlin without sex”, a sad state of affairs indeed), Century Gothic Sex and even Elephant Sex.

She said it here.

She recommends trying the same thing with other words. I’ll leave it up to you to come up with the best ones you come up with either here in comments or on your own blog. (I’ll promote good ones to the front page. Though if you use Wingdings had better be very good.)

If you take the meme to your blog or elsewhere make sure you give Herbenick the credit she deserves.

Getting "Your Mustaches Right" -- the Origins of Universal Healthcare Were Decidedly Conservative

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Thu, 2009-08-20 18:43

This is a brief departure from sex blogging, true, but it’s too good to pass up and the original poster should get wider notice.

Women’s history scholar Sungold of Kittywampus says

Stop scrambling German history.

It was [Otto von Bismarck, not Hitler, who introduced universal health care in Germany. Bismarck established public, non-profit insurance agencies funded by worker and employer contributions. He didn’t do it because he was a bleeding-heart liberal; his intent was to co-opt an issue that drew support to socialism.

Please get your mustaches straight.

She said it here.

It’s a great point you know. Confusing the current proposal for health-care reform, as illustrated in the accompanying chart…


Chart found at Think Progress, Yglesias division

...with socialized medicine, or, for that matter, confusing President Obama’s governing style with Hitlers is kind of dumb. Not as dumb as thinking the original Bible was written in English. Not as dumb as not knowing whether the Old Testament was written before the New Testament. Not as dumb as not realizing Stephen Hawkings is, in fact, British. Or, (and this is a new one) that Barack Obama was born in Hawaii but that Hawaii isn’t part of the United States! But still dumb.

To be precise, according to Wikipedia…

Bismarck’s program centered squarely on insurance programs designed to increase productivity, and focus the political attentions of German workers on supporting the Junker’s government. The program included Health Insurance; Accident Insurance (Workman’s Compensation); Disability Insurance; and an Old-age Retirement Pension, none of which were then currently in existence to any great degree.

Also note: Bismark introduced universal healthcare in Germany in 1883. Adolph Hitler didn’t come to power until 1933, fifty years later.

Nor was Bismarck exactly a political liberal…

In the year of his marriage, 1847, at age 32, Bismarck was chosen as a representative to the newly created Prussian legislature, the Vereinigter Landtag. There, he gained a reputation as a royalist and reactionary politician with a gift for stinging rhetoric; he openly advocated the idea that the monarch had a divine right to rule. His election was arranged by the Gerlach brothers, who were also Pietist Lutherans and whose ultra-conservative faction was known as the “Kreuzzeitung” after their newspaper, which featured an Iron Cross on its cover.

... in other words he more of a protege of the Fox News, National Review, or Washington Times of his day.

Sungold illustrates her post with a picture of Bismarck’s giant handlebar mustache. I’m illustrating mine with an entirely different, and even more appropriate mustache.


Photo by Flickr user blunderer. Used under a Creative Commons license.

Bottom line: if you’re into not just “worker” productivity but actual workforce productivity Otto von Bismarck and Barack Obama can be found on the right side of the divide, while Adolph Hitler and the post-Reagan ‘wingers can not.

Community Service Announcement: Bloodmobile at Little Red Studio in Seattle on Friday, Aug. 21

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Thu, 2009-08-20 12:17

Seattle’s erotic art studio/theater Little Red Studio in cooperation with the nonprofit Puget Sound Blood Center is hosting a blood drive. Several studio volunteers are also active with the blood center and they’re collaborating to host the bloodmobile tomorrow (Friday.)

Not everyone can donate blood, and not everyone even wants to. But evidently the biggest reason people give for not donating is still “nobody asked.” So LRS is asking and, being a 5-gallon-plus lifetime donor myself, so am I.

Blood Drive at Little Red Studio
Friday, August 21st
1:00PM – 3:00PM & 4:00PM – 7:00PM

400 Dexter Ave N
Seattle, WA 98109
(206) 328-4758
Get Directions

It’s funny. I’m not at all affiliated with Little Red Studio[1] and in fact until I Googled for directions I wasn’t even sure where it was. (It’s in the south Lake Union neighborhood near Seattle Center) I’ve always meant to check it out though. For varying reasons everyone in my extended family except me will be out of town this weekend and so just this morning I’d been thinking about going. This announcement makes the decision that much easier.

It’s ok donating blood by yourself but it’s more fun when you go with other people. I don’t get to say this often since I don’t really drink, but drop me a line if you’d like to meet for a pint. :-)

Update: Another good reason to go: While looking for tickets I just noticed LRS is offering free dinner at their bistro and tickets to their Friday evening performance to anyone who donates blood tomorrow. Details here.

[1: I have been to LRS’s affiliated Little Red Spa, which I highly recommend for watsu water massage! —fl]

Figleaf Felt Balls With Needles

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Fri, 2009-08-14 21:01


Photo by Flickr user figleaf (hey that’s me!) Used under a Creative Commons license.

Needle-felting is fun. Here’s a little fig (with figleaf) and balls I made out of wool and a specialized felting needle. It’s tons of fun for the whole family, plus it sounds extremely kinky.

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