Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Despite being home to the sexist national park (Arches) and the sexiest salt water lake (Great Salt Lake), Utah doesn’t want you to think of it as a sexy state. And so, in an attempt to make it easier for police to arrest prostitutes, the state has gone ahead and outlawed acting sexy altogether.
Two Utah escort services have filed a lawsuit against a new state law that broadens the legal definition of solicitation to include exposing genitals and touching yourself sexually, arguing that police can now arrest just about anyone who is acting in a sexy manner — like strippers or escorts. As attorney Andrew McCullough points out, “most girls who touch their breasts are not telling you they’re open for sex.”
Now, obviously, there are ways to act sexy without “touching yourself sexually.” But this isn’t the Victorian era! Basically the only way to find a husband or wife these days is to show up at a bar and aggressively touch yourself, sexually. Does Utah really want to make that illegal?via Red Beard
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Here's a bit about it:
The city is terrified: a mysterious figure is haunting the streets of near-future San Francisco, drugging and amputating the fingertips of queer men. But what's worse than this horror is how it transforms the men of the city. For what's more terrifying, a horror or that it can, so easily, turn any of us into something even more horrific?
Erotic. Terrifying. Fascinating. Disturbing. Intriguing. Haunting. You have never read a book like Finger's Breadth. You will never look your fingers, or the people all around you, the same way again.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
"When it come to matin' with them toad-lookin' fishes, the Kanakys kind o' balked, but finally they larnt something as put a new face on the matter. Seems that human folks has got a kind a' relation to sech water-beasts - that everything alive come aout o' the water onct an' only needs a little change to go back agin. Them things told the Kanakys that ef they mixed bloods there'd be children as ud look human at fust, but later turn more'n more like the things, till finally they'd take to the water an' jine the main lot o' things daown har. An' this is the important part, young feller - them as turned into fish things an' went into the water wouldn't never die. Them things never died excep' they was kilt violent."
"I had been skin diving for fish with a spear and was returning to shore when I noticed, coming towards me, what I thought were sharks. They were about the size of sharks and I was surprised to see them so close to shore,Naturally, I made for shore as fast as I could with the monsters coming in my direction.
“When I reached shore, I noticed that one of the fish, which seemed more intent on reaching me than his companions, swam quite close. When about ten feet from me he reached out as if to grab me and I saw – instead of a fin, a huiman hand! I was terribly frightened! I jabbed him with my spear and he moved back. All three seemed to rise out of the water and for the first time I noticed their heads, which were about the size of human heads, looked like those of toads! As they rose half out of the water I could see they had chests like a man, and each fish had hands
like a human being!”
Ana Catarian Bezerra is a 36-year-old Brazilian woman who suffers from a chemical imbalance that triggers severe anxiety and hypersexuality. Ana, an accountant by day, began to have problems at work because the only way to relieve said anxiety is by masturbating. A lot. Now, after winning a court battle and seeking professional medical help, Ana is allowed to masturbate and watch porn — using her work's computer, no less — legally.
Ana wasn't always like this, she was worse:
"I got so bad I would to masturbate up to forty seven-times a day. That's when I asked for help, I knew it wasn't normal."
Carlos Howert, Ana's doctor, prescribes Ana with a "cocktail" (read: an entire medicine cabinet's worth) of tranquillizers. We're not sure how that "cocktail" doesn't knock Ana out (half a Claritin feels like an elephant tranquillizer to us), but thanks to Dr. Howert's concoction, Ana only has to masturbate around eighteen-times a day.
So, like, a little less than Elvis Crespo.
Of course all of this sounds absurd and hilarious to most us but for Ana it's probably anything but. Last April she had to take her employer to court in order to be allowed to masturbate during work hours. Ana won.
Still, imagine an office full of of scandalized and perverted stares as you exit the bathroom or bend down to pick up a pencil — awkward? Very. Also, as a woman, having a bunch of men knowing you're a clinical nympho probably doesn't help deter unwanted sexual advances.via Barbara Guanabee