More ass gets more ass.

I saw it on Tom’s blog, but I thought I’d post the link to Gloria Brame since he got it from her:  http://gloriabrame.typepad.com/inside_the_mind_of_gloria/2008/10/fat-girls-have-more-fun.html#comments

“..toothpaste and cars have become sex objects..”

I know, this song is from like, 1991.  But I heard it on the radio the other day and gotta say I dig it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smPYfe7RDB8

 

One Nation under God
has turned into
One Nation under the influence
of one drug

Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation(2x)

T.V., it satellite links
our United States of unconciousness
Apathetic, therapeutic, and extremely addictive
the methadone metronome pumping out
150 channels 24 hours a day
you can flip through all of them
and still there’s nothing worth watching

T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our
Nation reads books daily
Why most people think Central America
means Kansas
Socialism means unamerican
and Apartheid is a new headache remedy

absorbed in its world it’s so hard to find us
It shapes our minds the most
maybe the mother of our Nation
should remind us
that we’re sitting too close to. . .

the Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation(2x)

T.V. is
the stomping ground for political candidates
Where bears in the woods
are chased by Grecian Formula’d
bald eagles

T.V. is mechanized politics
remote control over the masses
co-sponsered by environmentally safe gases
watch for the PBS special

It’s the perpetuation of the two party system
where image takes precedence over wisdom
Where sound bite politics are served to
the fastfood culture

Where straight teeth in your mouth
are more important than the words
that come out of it
Race baiting is the way to get selected
Willie Horton or
Will he not get elected on . . .

Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation(2x)

T.V. is it the reflector or the director?
Does it imitate us or do we imitate it
Because a child watches 1500 murders before he’s
twelve years old and then we wonder how we’ve created
a Jason generation that learns to laugh
rather than abhor the horror

T.V. is the place where
armchair generals and quarterbacks can
experience first-hand
the excitement of video warfare
as the theme song is sung in the background

Sugar sweet sitcoms
that leave us with a bad actortaste while
pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars
You saw the video
You heard the soundtrack
Well now go buy the soft drink
Well, the only cola that I support
would be a union C.O.L.A. (Cost of Living Allowance)
On…

Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation(2x)

Back again, “New and Improved”,
we return to our irregularly programmed schedule
hidden cleverly between heavy-breasted
beer and car commericals

CNN ESPN ABC TNT but mostly B.S.
Where oxymoronic language like
“virtually spotless” “fresh frozen”
“light yet filling” and “military intelligence”
have become standard

T.V. is the place where phrases are redefined
like “recession” to “necessary downturn”
“crude oil” on a beach to “mousse”
“Civilian death” to “collateral damages”
and being killed by your own Army
is now called “friendly fire”

T.V. is the place where the pursuit
of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia
Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects
Where imagination is sucked out of children
by a cathode ray nipple
T.V. is the only wet nurse
that would create a cripple

Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation(3x)

a thought for Vash

You seem to want me in your life in a mostly superficial way, and I’m having trouble adjusting my desires(?)expectations(?) to match that reality.

 

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elusive simplicity

I was thinking last night that I don’t know how to be sexually assertive unless I’m in a relationship with an established power dynamic.

For some reason, it’s often very hard for me to ask for what I want during sex.  I also have a hard time relaxing and just enjoying things.  I tend to get a little anxious and feel that if someone is doing something to me, I need to come as fast as possible because they’re going to get bored and annoyed that I’m taking so long, or something.  Hangups from previous sex partners being impatient and selfish, I presume.  It’s really hard for me to just enjoy what’s going on, I always feel like I should be doing something, making sure my partner is having as good a time as possible.  I guess I need to stop caring so much about my partners’ pleasure, I guess, and make sure I get taken care of.

That’s one of the reasons the first time with Vash was so amazingly wonderful – all my hangups and baggage seemed to have taken a very welcome vacation.  It was just lovely and simple and exactly what sex should be.  I wish it could be like that again, and always.

long distance

I miss him. I don’t think he misses me. He isn’t the least bit needy – not that shows, anyway. He’s so.. guarded. I was thinking earlier that I wish I could take back everything between us since May, because I have revealed so much and in ways that I think lessen his opinion of me. But he never shares anything about himself, or how he feels about things.

I don’t like that, I hate that he’s so distant. I especially hate that it’s probably partially because of my behavior. I want so very badly to be close to him, for him to let me close.

He seems to have so many walls now that weren’t there when we met last year. And I despair of ever getting past them.