In memory of one of my hero's, George Carlin.

I get a lot of spam, I peruse the list before deleting to make sure that nothing I want has ended up in there. My favorite subject line is "Update your Penis"!

Granted my knowledge of them is limited to the kind you buy at Good Vibrations. They come in a couple of colors and a few sizes from large to humongous to coffee table art. But, it is my understanding that the general design has not changed in a very long time. I can't imagine a lot of new features or bug fixes that would be important to the general public. I mean, there are specialized markets to be sure. I like the drip free, disease free, ever ready versions that I had. I used to keep them under the bed until my cocker spaniel found them one day at a bad time. When we sold everything to move to Mexico I realized that I am not the kind of girl that enjoys shocking people in the customs line or the military kids at the inspection stops so I sold my vintage Jeff Stryker and a few others and got out of dick ownership. Still, I wonder about these updates.

My second topic is sort of related. It doesn't take long in this world to realize that men are always fondling and checking and scratching their junk. It's a source of great humor among some of us, that irresistible urge to make sure it is still there that seems to come over any man who is nervous or just bored.

Can you imagine if women routinely stuck their hands down their pants and felt around a bit or just scratched at it good and long while waiting for the bus? I used to have a stripper friend who was always massaging her tits, the plastic surgeon told her to do it so she had an excuse. Still, it caused a least 2 car accidents that I know of and a lot of walking into walls when she did it on the street.

The other day my neighbor points out to us that Mexican men scratch their junk differently than US men. She says they kind of pinch it, it is her theory that they all have crabs. I think that's mean and I thought it was probably not true. Well, fuck me running, ever since she said that I cannot stop noticing this weird little pinch and shake move that Mexican men do. It's driving me crazy because really, I'm not so happy about noticing this behavior whenever it happens and now I can't seem to ignore it. There are a gazillion Mexican men in the city of Mérida alone that are standing on a street somewhere pinching their stuff and kind of pulling it back and forth. I really didn't need to know this and no, I don't agree that they all have crabs but I've just never seen this in one of those cultural differences books either.

Mimi took all 3 of these pictures, the bird, the babe and the sleeping pussy. One was an Osprey hanging out on the roof next door, another was hanging out on the beach below and is a companion so to speak to Wayne's shower pic. The last one shows one of 2 places I've been in what seems like weeks, the other one being in the bed under the down comforter with the AC on 18.