When did conservative female political candidates who make bombastic statements become so chic? First there was Sarah Palin, then Michele Bachmann, and now Tea Party candidate Christine O’Donnell is the toast of Delaware’s Senate race. For the love of vaginas, Victoria Woodhull, Shirley Chisholm and Geraldine Ferraro did not smash through the glass ceiling so that their successors could clog up the 24/7 news cycle with their anti-sex, anti-woman views.
Frankly, Christine O’Donnell’s declaration on the MTV series “Sex In the ’90s” that masturbation is a sin is all the crazy I need to know to make my assessment about her. But in case you and your lustful heart want to give O’Donnell a chance, here are five things to know about her. And you know you want to know how Mel Gibson is involved. Keep reading »
Live in the middle of the county and think you’re missing out? According to a new survey from Men’s Health, the Midwest is best at having sex. The survey ranked Indianapolis, IN; Columbus, OH; Fort Wayne, IN; Cincinnati, OH; and Salt Lake City, UT as the most sexually satisfied cities in the country based on frequency of sex acts.
Big coastal cities did excel in one category: buying sex toys. New York City, Seattle, Los Angeles, Chicago, and DC all saw the most sex toy sales.
Bad news for New Jersey, though. Jersey had two of the lowest ranked cities–Jersey City and Newark–for sexual satisfaction. [Tres Sugar] Keep reading »
Lately, I’ve been having a lot of strange dreams. Take these three for example:
1. I’m dispatched to an insane asylum where I sing for money.
2. The city is flooding, and I can’t escape.
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When I was growing up I had a friend who was as aloof as she was glamorous. She had a way of holding the cutest and most charming boys in her thrall and all the girls wanted her to like them. Whenever she had problems with her romances, her schoolwork, her friends or her family, she was very mysterious about it. Her glass facade never shattered in public and very seldom would she even admit to having problems at all. Some days, random Tuesdays or Thursdays, she wouldn’t be in school, even though she hadn’t looked sick the day before. She would call them her “mental health days.”
She seemed very melodramatic to me, as if this were all just part of her act. But it was also exciting. My mother is a lot like Betty Draper and she would say to me when I was growing up that if I was not bleeding, I was fine. That kind of mothering doesn’t exactly teach someone self-care: if I didn’t want to go to school, I would lock myself in my bedroom and shriek at my mother through the door that I wanted to be left alone. A “mental health day,” on the other hand, sounded so grown-up, like she was taking a “personal day” at the office and we weren’t just a couple of 10th graders. I could imagine my friend calm and collected, attending to her own needs like a cat licking his paws. Maybe it was melodramatic, but it still sounded nice. Keep reading »
Ugh, this story is so awful. Fifteen-year-old Tylar Witt pleaded guilty to murdering her own mother. Tylar was furious after her mother read her diary and reported her 19-year-old boyfriend, Steven Colver, to authorities for statutory rape. Later that evening, her mother was drugged and then stabbed several times in her sleep. Tylar and Steven dyed their hair and fled to San Francisco where they were eventually apprehended. Keep reading »
Harry Tap had a little problem with his wife, who was always bugging him to do things around the house, like re-shoe the horses and get water from the well or whatever. So he came up with a batcrackers invention to keep his wife in check: A “Wife Taming” box. Part coffin, part cradle, this creepy-as-hell box was designed for “henpecked husbands.” If, after you’d cleared the gutters, done the wash and made dinner, your wife still nagged you, you and your mates could shove her in the box and rock her to sleep. Tap made six such “Peace Boxes” — one of which has survived. It’s inscribed down the side: “Hen Pecked Club’s Peace Box No. 6, Patent Cure for a Cross Wife.”
And no, it’s not available for sale (thank God) — it’s preserved and on display at a British museum. [Neatorama] Keep reading »