Crotch rocket??!!

1) "Hide the salami". This is an odd euphemism for sex. Have you seen salami? Would you want that compared to you? Think liver spots.

2) Over the urinal at the Arbor Brewing Company, there is a Bally health club advertisement that says "With a smaller gut, everything looks bigger". This is quite a sign to be above a urinal.

3) Is there ever such a thing as a little group sex?

4) For proper denial you need something, normally an activity, to channel the energy/feelings you are not addressing. In general, these activities are called vices, some good and some not so good. Without a proper vice, denial is pretty pointless. :)

Since I last wrote, I have participated in a triathlon with guys from work, we bought a house (condo), we moved in to said condo, my sister-in-law had a baby girl, our friends announced that they were pregnant, and... I have issues. Oh boy, do I have issues. We like our condo. We should unpack by this time 2010. Then, we will have people over for a dinner party to discuss topics over a good meal and drinks.

In mid-August, I went to San Francisco. While there I went to one of the premier sex toy shops in the country. It was like going to the Apple store except with a different product. They even had demos for people to see test out (on their hands) the various products. I bought a t-shirt that says "Where do you get off" the other choice was "The Right Tool for the Job". I went with the "Where do you get off" shirt because a man wearing the other shirt just seems crass. Oddly enough, this was one of my dreams and I accomplished it. I have the pictures to prove it. If I ran a sex shop this is what I would want it to be like. I would make sure I hired a broad spectrum of people varying in age, sexual orientation, sex, ethnicity and race. We would do education and demos. It was great. I even experienced a sales person talking with a customer who was trying to decide which vibrator to buy. It was great. The salesperson talked about the two possible choices like she was comparing the IPod Touch to the IPod Classic. It was my moment of heaven. Obviously, the customer was a hobbyist and not a distributor.

Just as a side note, on another night I said crotch rocket in front of child whose eyes got so big I thought they would pop out of his head. His mother could not stop laughing.

A few weeks ago, my friends Jamie and Liz came in to town. Jamie ran the Coolest Race in Michigan (CRIM). They made time to see us even though they were exhausted. It was great seeing them. Even though it was a short visit, it was very fun I love their stories and their sense of humor.