*in case you were ever wondering how to classify your kink – boinkology did it for you with this VERY detailed flowchart. gotta say I never knew there was such a thing as balloon fetishes. see, you really do learn something new every day!
*finally, some incentive to do housework – Vortex Vibrations is a new “plastic device made to fit on the end of a vacuum cleaner hose that concentrates the airflow to create a rapid and gentle vibration.” Bonus: supposedly you can climax in 10 seconds
sorry for the lack of posts.
please, let me explain:
with the new semester beginning, i have been swamped.
no really, i’ve been at the swamp and salty dog and balls and whatnot.
you see, what’s really beautiful about drop/add week is that you have a certifiable excuse for not attending every class
i’m horrible, i know.
and perhaps you will soon see my face pop up conveniently tomorrow in your class.
but for now, enjoy your last day of freedom (actually night…waking up hungover at 5pm does not mean it’s morning, though it should…)
The story told on campus tours when I was visiting UF a few years ago
went like this: every time a virgin graduates a brick on Century Tower
drops. The punch line here, of course, is that a brick has never
dropped. Lame, I know, and as I can tell you first hand, completely
untrue.
The point is that while college is synonymous with overbearing and
often eccentric professors, hours of cramming and, yes, fake IDs, a
lot of my time at college has been spent discussing, participating in
and fretting over sex. And I’m not just saying this because I’m the
Sex Columnist; I dare you to find a college student who isn’t
preoccupied with the act. And that’s completely ok.
So to better acclimate you to UF and, more pertinently, the sex scene,
here are some things I wish I had known:
Coming to college a virgin is not a bad thing. I did and while I am
probably in the minority, look where I am now. Don’t be in such a
hurry to give away the v-card to an unworthy mate. While it may seem
like you’re the only one who isn’t engaging in reverse cowgirl
sessions (something you will learn about, or possibly wikipedia , if
you don’t already know), your virgin status really won’t be (or at
least shouldn’t be) judged – we were all there at some point. There
are tons of sexy things you can do that don’t involve penetration, and
I’m not even referring to pulling a Lewinsky. Mom and dad won’t walk
in on you so take your time exploring each other, there’s no need to
rush ahead to the Big Bang. Above all know that sex is an individual
choice, indeed that’s what’s so great about it – there are 50,000 +
individuals here, one of them is bound to be your sexual soul mate.
Just make sure you’re first time isn’t on light colored sheets, I have
a friend who can tell you all about that one.
Sex is a lifestyle choice, with your health being the number one
priority. I will never be able to say this enough – use a condom. You
all think you know this but three well tequila shots later will you
actually be able to remember this? And, dear freshmen, I guarantee you
will at one point think taking three well tequila shots is a good
idea, then you will fall down a flight of stairs and then you will,
hopefully, know better. But I digress; having condoms in your wallet
is not just a guy’s responsibility. Keep two in your purse at all
times ladies. You honestly never know when you or one of your friends
may need one. Condoms are available for free all over campus from the
Infirmary to the inside of dorm recreation rooms. The health center
also offers STD testing, birth control and counseling. And Planned
Parenthood, located just north of University Avenue on 13th Street
provides an array of other family planning services. Basically,
everyone is aware that college students are a horny bunch, but it’s
your responsibility to be, well, responsible.
At one point of another you will go home with a person you meet at a
bar of club. This is as normal as passing a Greek shirt on Wednesday
(which you will also soon learn). Don’t get mad at yourself and try to
not have it be that creep who already hit on all your friends. UF used
to have a slogan “nobody likes a sloppy gator” and while I’m proof
positive that is not always the case, it is somewhat when it comes to
sex. While being too gone leaves you open to having embarrassing
pictures posted on Facebook and thinking the aforementioned creep is
Matthew McConaughey, it also leaves you prey to being taken advantage
of. Sorry to tell you but not all Gators are nice ones. Some are
predatory sharks dressed in orange and blue.
A note to freshmen ladies: this time of year there are whole gaggles
of guys who literally prey themselves on getting with freshmen girls.
I think it’s some sort of right of passage. Just be aware of that when
the adorable senior of B.S. fraternity shows interest in you, and by
interest I mean buying you the aforementioned tequila shots. Trading
sex for alcohol is really not cool let alone worth the trip to the
Student Health Center for a herpes test. Plus, there are plenty of
cool older girl who will gladly sneak you a drink in the bathroom
(note – I have brown wavy, sometimes straight, hair, a permanent scar
on my left shin and usually wear a jean jacket over a dress). We’ve
been you, we’ve gone home with B.S. frat guys, we’ve regretted it, we
understand the temptation.
College really is a time of exploration. Some of you will couple up.
Some of you will engage in tons of meaningless sex. You’re both
guaranteed to leave here knowing more sexually then when you arrived.
It’s no coincidence that 30-something’s stories surrounding the deed
usually involve the caveat “well, except for that one time in
college.” There are people who engage in anal sex, one-night stands,
threesomes and all sorts of other taboo sexual practices. My advice is
to not judge and roll with it. I’m not advocating doing anything
you’re not comfortable with (quite far from that!), but I am
suggesting that you use this time to experiment and discover what you
really like. Ladies learn what it takes for you to have an orgasm;
guys discover that penis-in-vagina sex is not the only erotic thing
you can do in a bedroom. Chances are you will never again live around
so many virile, sexy people your own age. Embrace that.
Embrace this entire experience. College can be the best four, or
five, years of your life. Ultimately, it’s a time when you’re allowed
to be selfish; discover who you really are. That said, you will fall
down and you will stumble and you may even engage in promiscuous
behavior with someone you never would have imagined you would, but
rejoice in getting up.
The point – asking questions and experimenting is normal, even
expected, just be safe and responsible doing it.
* i feel as though i could have written this, but I’ll post it anywayz –>sex advice from bouncers. my fav tidbit: shaving your pubic hair to read ‘hi’ would be a good idea or into a shamrock which 21 year old Thomas says would be “nifty.”
* the 20 most romantic books ever written. Wuthering Heights, Pride and Prejudice, Romeo and Juliet, Jane Eyre and Gone With the Wind top list. i’ve read 4 outa the 5. i’m such a chick.
* on polar opposite news – the male scale lists, on a sliding gradient, the 10 male archetypes. my friend’s a “Jason Bourne” type. i go for the “Hemingway” type – tragic, alcoholic, brilliant, misogynists have always kinda been my thing. which are you or who is your type?
* no more fighting over the remote! introducing a his and hers remote where each can preprogram 100 channels! I want one for my roomie and i! only i guess ours should say hers 1 and hers 2.
*in more lube news, you can now smell like a bakery, down there. Intimate Options Personal Lubricant Mousse, now available in drugstores nationwide, is a mousse that comes in vanilla and vanilla cinnamon (as well as unscented) perfect for the over eater 😉 eww that was crude…i love it! haha
* more reassurance in the intellect of the american people – 4 out of 5 plastic surgery recipients say they were influenced by reality tv.
* i used to be fairly environmentally conscious. then i read THIS. “farmers in Mexico are now ditching the blue agave plant used to make the liquor to cash in on corn and the demand for alternative fuel — and some say that could lead to the great tequila shortage.”
* drinking and dating guide. seriously. filed with tidbits like: tequila is good for redheads, jagermeister for gals still living in places where it’s acceptable to wear greek letters, scotch for trannies and long island’s for those who have appeared on episodes of Blind Date
*the post-blowjob makeout. is it really necessary for guys to get sqeamish about it? my fav quote of the piece: “Gentlemen, drink your cum. We practically got strep getting it out of you.”
*man steals 51 kegs of coors light. man apparently has no tastebuds.
*10 examples of why guy’s shouldn’t drink and invent. honest to goodness real life patents issued include: anatomic underwear (just visualize it for a sec…), the head-butt game, pogo-copter and my personal fav cleavage revealing pants
not sure if you’ve seen this yet, but apparently, uncle jesse (aka john stamos) likes to get his drink on. i guess it should be embarassing for him (you know, humping a glass head and all…) but i think its hysterical!
* apparently someone’s been reading my blog…or perhaps relations via text messaging is really that ubiquitous…is technology bad for relationships?
* on that vein, i left my phone in my friend’s car this weekend..and she drove home to fort myers, therefore rendering me phoneless…and i’m going nuts! from people waiting outside the Apple store for the first iphone’s to a new study that claims that British people would rather give up sex than their cells, there’s a lotta hullabaloo lately around the phone. but it does bring up an interesting question – is it really more important to stay connected than to get off?
*introducing the newest way to quench your thirst: alcoholic water!
i’m getting ready to leave town today (i.e., i still haven’t packed yet…) so these will be short and sweet! due to lack of sleep, these will also probably be not so inspired and not so funny…sorry!
* a British man is accused of having sex with his bike…his claim, however, is that he was drunk and there was a huge misunderstanding…ya…that excuse only works for certain situations…ur penis in a bike spoke, not so much…
* i don’t really care about celeb related stuff (or, at least i don’t feel like including it here) but, this is kinda funny. paris hilton’s handwriting looks like that of an 8-year-old… it’s analyzed by a handwriting expert here, who basically suggests, hilton’s a retard. no duh!
*sex advice from casserole bakers…ex) “what’s the sexiest noodle? if you’re actually using it in foreplay, you’d have more options with something like linguini than you would with something like ravioli.”
* new study suggests older siblings have higher IQs, and as a big sis i would have to agree! 😉 i mean, come on bro, u know i got away with so much more shit than you as a kid! who was the one who got grounded for throwing a party at the neighbors while he was supposed to be house sitting even tho mom and dad could clearly drive by the place and see the plethora of cars outside?
* i’m a total foodie. and anyone who watched Top Chef Season 2 knows about Marcel and foams. well, turns out molecular gastronomy has entered the cocktail world. in London you can now order a Smoked Old-Fashioned, made with whisky, sugar syrup and tobacco AND leather and smoke essence. it’s described as “sucking your granddad’s old sofa – but in a good way.” weird and yet totally intriguing.
* in literal trailer trash news: caught in a love-triangle, a 24-year-old homeless man went on a 24-hour robbery spree too win his beloved over by buying her a new trailer for the two of them to live in and escape her ex-boyfriend who had just been released from prison for – surprise, surprise – a pair of armed robberies in 2004. what a lucky, lucky woman to be choosing between two such fine men. perhaps ABC should inquire about these dudes to be the new Bachelor?
* in April we learned that one year after college graduation, women working full time earn just 80 percent as much as their male counterparts. now comes news that it’s the majors women are choosing thats the culprit. you mean going to school to get your MRS is not a good life strategy?
* i love Tom Ford (as evidenced here). so, i’m not at all surprised and not at all unhappy that he will be the new face of his own fragrance line also called, not surprisingly, ‘Tom Ford.’ you gotta love this guy’s ego!
*anyone else annoyed by grown women, especially capable successful ones, who still talk like little girls? ya…me too! so is NYU professor Sheila Wellington who explains that their babyish sounding voice figuratively screams: “take care of me, be sweet to me, i’m vulnerable, i’m weak.” gag! new rule: speak your age
* why do men pee in the shower? apparently there are three types that do: pigs (‘i do it all the time’),liars (“I’ve done it, but, like, it’s not something I do”) and publicity whores (“only at the gym, baby”). who knew?
*According to a new study, approximately eight percent of dreams people report contain some form of sexually-related activity. similar to real life, absolutely no male respondents reported having their partner experience an orgasm during their dream (4% of women could report they did).
* Gainesville area police are cracking down on DUIs after the death of Lt. Corey Dahlem the night of the Gator’s Basketball National Championship. word to the wise – avoid University Ave. like the plague (oh and don’t blow…)
*new eating disorder de jour –> Diabulimia: where diabetic girls skip insulin to lose weight. the ingenious practice may lead to coma or early death
* ever wonder if one of your neighbors has genital warts (or, for more practical applications, the flu)? whoisisck.org uses google-maps technology to allow people to post their illnesses (relax, it’s anonymous!) and also to check out who is infected in their area
* my friends and i honestly thought of this idea awhile ago…man, we missed our chance! beer-sicles. brazillant or berserk?
*an idea i certainly did not think of: making an internal ‘pussy’ cast…yup, display a plaster of your vagina on your mantle. the sites pitch: “in the plaster casts you get a real sense of the shape, texture and volume of the vagina and in clear resin you can see even more. imagine a view through the inner and outer lips right deep down into the hidden mysteries within.” well then…
* In other weird asian sex news – every April in Kanamara, Japan they have a Fertility Festival, where there is a parade for an enormous pink penis… observe:
Pigs with Cellphones, but No Condoms from the NYTimes
a recent condom ad is causing some tails to wag…
the commercial, which was denied air time by both CBS and FOX, depicts a pig at a bar surrounded by head-turning women. the pig then goes to the bathroom, grabs a condom and magically turns into an incredibly attractive man who in return now attracts the gorgeous women. the tag: “Evolve. Use a condom every time.”
so what’s the problem?
apparently the issue is with the fact that the condom is being touted as a vital part of achieving sexual pleasure not just as a means of birth control or disease prevention for committed couples. previously, condom ads were usually only advertised as serving the later.
if you ask me, it’s ridiculous.
condoms are important – period. and it’s a reality that some people engage in recreational sex and often after meeting those people at a bar. (indeed, i would probably be a sexual novice if that weren’t the case…)
i can’t agree with NYU professor and media critic Mark Crispin Miller more when he asserts, “I mean, let’s get real here. Fox and CBS and all of them are in the business of nonstop soft porn, but God forbid we should use a condom in the pursuit of sexual pleasure.”
my freshmen year my life revolved around a few things
1 – driving around half my dorm room floor – i was the only one (or perhaps the only one nice enough) who had a car
2 – crying about men (some things never change…)
3 – spending my nights at cluck-u
The clucker has since gone through various changes (it was Dirty Bird’s b/c they didn’t wanna pay the franchise fees… and then reopened under new management as Sloppy Gator – which had nothing to do with the spirit of the clucker…) and it will soon become condos. how sad.
i know i should have so many memories of that place (i would literally spend 6 nights a week there), but unfortunately, i can’t recall half of them.
but anyone of a certain age can wax poetic about free beer at 3 (when it was still Natty b/f they switched to the dirty, nasty South Paw) bottomless beers for $5.95 (was that the price? lol), when the stripper pole was added, french fries served until 2am, that only one stall in the girl’s bathroom worked at any given time, when the position of the bar changed, playing nudie photo hunt, going behind the bar to make your own shots, finding the girl outside the side entrance crying in the parking lot (btw – that girl was usually me!) and watching people wash off X’s on their hands in the bathroom (why didn’t you guys know Henry too?)
i recently ran into a former bartender from there (who am i kidding his # is still in my phone) and i laughed about how i never even had a fake-ID back then. “i was only 18!’ i told him. ‘do u think we didn’t know or cared?’ he replied.
oh the good old days…
the first beer i shared with my father was there…i received my first college booty call while there…got into an actual fight with a boy out front…danced under the tent on football games…always said hi to Spencer and avoided the other meaner brother…danced on the pole covered in electric paint after a day-glo…engraved my name into a purple tabletop…hid in the bathroom when my crush entered the bar…took pictures with the dude (they called him jew boy) who used to dress up in the chicken suit…helped mop the floor up a few nights…spent every major drinking holiday there…refused to pay gameday prices as i was a regular…
and i’m sure i’m not the only one! so here’s to you clucker! you will forever be remembered, albeit in the hazy minds of college alcoholics everywhere!
* According to the World Health Organization (and published by The Economist), America ranks 40th worldwide in alcohol consumption. Not gunna lie, I’m a lil disappointed in that. The reasoning? Stricter minimum-age requirements mean the average person only drinks 8.6 liters (roughly 2.27 gallons) a year. Hmmm…who are those people who only drink that much? God knows i don’t know them! The country with the largest consumption? Luxembourg with 15.5 liters (4.09 gallons ) annually. Makes sense, after all, what else is there to do in Luxembourg?
From the Gainesville Sun – Summer B and Fall Semesters Bring an Influx of Fake IDs
I clicked on this story b/c i thought it would be relevant for me to repost…however, after reading it, it’s more humor than anything else. You see, there are quotes from the manager, various doormen and a server at the Shitty, i.e, Gator City, also known to some as “home.” Those alone make this a must-read. As in, if you actually know who i am, you will appreciate this as well…haha 🙂