Saturday, July 21, 2007
Kinky Sex (or, stay tuned for part three of All Good)
Just for fun I want to see if this title gets me any extra hits. I know that when I posted an entry entitled "Places I've had Sex" my page views spiked considerably. What a cheap trick, I know, I know. And the worst part is that this post has no descriptions of kinky sex, unless you want me to go into the knee-jerk fantasies I had over all the scantily clad (and some un-clad) young-women (also known to relapsing sexists as hot coeds)at the festival. You don't want that, believe me. So I plan to wrap up this saga by tomorrow, but I'm taking a break from writing today because last week was pretty hectic as far as writing goes, two term papers and some erratic posts. The tap tap tap of the keyboard is starting to sound more and more like water-torture. Booker is snoring and it is contageous. One thing I will say, for the first time in maybe fifteen years I have weekends off. That means every weekend, not just the last weekend of the month or every other Sunday. It is so awesome. I like joining the Saturday shopping throng, and this morning I made myself a frittatta. It wasn't great (I should have left the roma tomato out) but it was home-cooked and hot. I could get used to this. I also need to get back on the patio project. There, that's what I needed to do, get it down in writing so I have to get back to the patio project. Bye now.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
With the frittata, use the tomatoes but only the flesh. Scrape out the seeds and the liquid. Skin the tomato first, of course.
This is what Hobs would call a "Google trap."
Archie, the quality of the tomato was the problem, but I'm going to keep working on it, and I will remove the seeds next time.
Emily, the thing is I didn't get anymore hits, in fact, they fell dramatically yesterday. So much for my cheap trick. I think I'll just stick to writing long complicated descriptions of hippy festivals from now on.
Post a Comment