fridays are fucking fabulous

cause it’s halloween! which i like, although inevitably i am never prepared and consequently never seem to go out on halloween. i think this is somehow psychologically indicative of  how i’m slightly socially inhibited. but i did carve pumpkins this year, first time in prolly a decade. i’ve been missin’ out! it was a good time.

in the mean time while i will think about what i should be here and there, i’ll mostly not think about it and then wish i was as clever as this girl:

(she made it- which is huge crafty points!)

or this guy– god he has great legs:

but let’s just remember that clowns are always creepy, no matter your sexuality. have fun out there!

you wore out my machine, what kind of woman are you?

oh that woman is jiz lee. for sure. foooooorrrrrrrrr sure.

god i have such a crush on this woman. after all, this is a blog about sexuality and this lady gets everything about my sexuality going.

i barely have words (NAFW! like any of this blog is appropriate for work. please).

come on! a lady in a harness? yes please. this picture may have spawned the very odd dream i had the other night that involved sex with a circus freak, a dude and my ex. one at a time but all in the same place. that’s the great thing about dreams really. anything goes. even dudes.

oh jiz. she’s even got her own blog. a pornstar with a blog. i wish i was her a little bit.

music mommas

let’s get mommas up and ready again! ya’ll know how i feel about brandi carlile and you prolly know i want to blog about her everyday and every day i resist. i’m succumbing to this desire ever so slightly today when i talk about the lovely katie herzig!  (who has opened for b.c. that last two times i’ve gone to see her).

she’s real fuckin cute and she’s got that whole lady playin a guitar thing going on for her- check it!

oh did you notice she’s got a cello player in her band? uh yeah. love it. so much.

and please forgive me for this, but i have to because it makes me a little excited in my nether regions when she sings with brandi, so without further ado- (also it happens to be my fave herzig song):

fridays are fucking fabulous

you know i’m just trying to get back into the swing of things…. well the new swing of things. i’ve missed my regular blogging world, but oh how transition can take it’s toll.  i’m currently sitting in my new apartment in my little office nook type typing away and thinking about the many, many things i need to do this weekend. not the least of them being to finish unpacking my little office nook. so to ease back into a regular blogging spot, ima keep it simple and give you a funny lady (who is also a friend of a friend). she always makes me smile….the lovely fortune feimster

i can be a cheerleader for you

i seriously hate facebook. i recently read something somewhere (very helpful) that rated people’s satisfaction rates with certain things. i think facebook was right up there with the i.r.s. so….. yeah, it sucks and yet AND YET! i check it several times a day. gggggrrrrrrrr.  but tomorrow is purple day and thanks to facebook i know this and just wanted to pass it along that i’ll be wearing purple for those lovely 6 little boys who completed suicide. 6 little gay boys that are gone. gone forever and it’s such a shame. i recently attended a trevor project workshop which is a wonderful organization for lgbt kids who are in need of some support.  in fact they even offer trevor chat, which is an alternative to facebook- this to cut down on hate crimes and cyber bullying. (big sigh). the trevor project is hard at work to prevent lgbt teen suicide. and did you know that 1/3 of all lgb kids will attempt suicide? AND 1/2 that’s HALF of all transgender kids will attempt?  that is just fucking tragic. so i’m wearing purple. because it’s sad to lose a little one no matter what their sexuality. but i’m also a gay and it’s real sad to lose a little one that could have done a lot of good for my community.

for you guys and for all the others who completed this year who aren’t listed- you are all missed.

Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh, Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase, Asher Brown, Billy Lucas

where my lezzies?

i have one lesbian friend. to clarify: i have one lesbian friend in my new town.  therefore, i thought it would be a good idea to get out there and meet some lesbos. cause i really miss hangin with my ladies. last night i decided to venture out and it was…. interesting. to save you the suspense i didn’t meet anyone. oh, actually that’s a lie. i met pam, she was cool. she drives a truck installing gas lines in the middle of nowhere (or something- i had a lot of miller light at that point) she has a twin, who is also gay and she comes from coal miners. this woman has a story, i tell you what.  but it really got me thinking, gas line lady is a bit older and lives in a very, very small town and works with mostly men all day long. now i live in a small city, but at least it’s a city. how does anyone ever meet anyone? you know?

it’s sort of like this:

have you all seen it? oh god….it’s so good. and you really can’t help but think, why don’t these people move? sort of like pam- why doesn’t she just move? on the other hand, why shouldn’t anyone be allowed to live anywhere and be happy and comfortable? well that’s just not the sort of world we live in i ‘spose. till that time, i’m gonna keep supporting my little gay bars and i swear to god i’m gonna snatch a lady to be my friend.

My face, my body, all my parts are a delight. An exquisite delight.

i’ve been thinking a lot about body image, women in the media, portrayals of beauty and how these things relate to our sexuality or perceived sexuality. and although i don’t have anything terribly relevant or even formulated to say, i will say this: we have fucked up and missed out on exploring, celebrating and loving ourselves and our bodies- so i’m trying to reclaim a piece of that today.

i don’t know who this riot grrrl is or where i even found this image, but i sure love it. just a lady, that’s naked with a bit of writing.

we have to talk about this

there is no way around it. sometimes i like to put my head in the sand and pretend terrible things aren’t happening around me, but you always have to pull your head out at some point. in lieu of the recent teen suicides, i like how sarah silverman put it best:

new beginnings

when i was a wee lass and busy being indoctrinated by mass religion, there was a youth group for teenage girls referred to simply as: young women’s. every year there is a presentation given for and by the young women called new beginnings. it’s a program designed to exemplify the 7 values of the young women’s theme. this theme i know by heart, even to this day. oh would you like to see it? kay.

We are daughters of our Heavenly Father, who loves us, and we love Him.
We will “stand as witnesses of God at all times and in all things, and in all places” as we strive to live
the Young Women values, which are:
Faith
Divine Nature
Individual Worth
Knowledge
Choice and Accountability
Good Works
Integrity and
Virtue.
We believe as we come to accept and act upon these values,
we will be prepared to strengthen home and family, make and keep sacred covenants,
receive the ordinances of the temple, and enjoy the blessings of exaltation.

each of those values have a color: white, blue, red, green, orange, yellow and purple. so all kinds of rainbow type items are made, distributed and cherished- some of which look like this:some might think this is also reminiscent of the infamous gay rainbow. and that- short and simple- is a little bit of what made me, me. oh and then there was this too:

i’m having a new beginning right now. and yeah, it’s gay. cause i moved back to a small city and for some reason i always feel a little more gay, certainly more exposed and it’s a transition i’m working my way through. so join me in cheers-ing all the gays that live in all the small towns, cause it’s a bit…isolating.