April 26th, 2002

The gentleman is always properly dressed

Now where did THAT come from?

I had one of those nights where I actually got a full eight hours of sleep. It wasn’t planned, but when my alarm went off this morning at 6:30, my embattled mind decided that waving my hand over the hyper-sensitive snooze plate was not enough and actually turned off the alarm altogether. The result was an hour-long post-sleep nap, and I woke from it groggy and unable to walk in a straight line without concentrating.

Had a bizarre dream where I was at a party that was taking place at multiple houses where folks were spontaneously having sex or otherwise making nice to each other’s soft parts just for the sake of knowing the feeling. Yeah, I know it sounds tawdry, but there was something that was incredibly sweet about it all, and it felt like the whole was less about personal gratification than about sharing the experience.

Don’t know... it might be that I’m just trying to rationalize it, which a little harder to do when I'm considering things like our creating "toys" from nothing thanks to the wonders of nano-technology. You haven’t lived until you’ve discussed dildo features at length with a potential dream lover.

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The gentleman is always properly dressed

Amuse me!

I've been puzzling over something lately, and I was hoping some of you could help me come up with something that makes sense. The base question that came up was this: Why is it that having your hands in your pocket is comforting?

Somehow having your hands exposed makes you feel more naked and more vulnerable. In a purely physical sense, the first may be true, but the second is decidely not... you slow your response to falls or attack by having to remove your hands from your pockets before you react.