That's all I had, so I turned to you, dear readers, to come up with the rest of the post. And luckily, you were all over that.
Tricia, for example, shared the news of International Clitoris Awareness Week with the 1,065 citizens of In Bed With Married Women's Facebook page. The event was organized by "Clitoraid," a Las Vegas-based group usually devoted to helping victims of female genital mutilation around the world. Unfortunately, the holiday was last week, so you are free to resume your usual baseline level of clitoral awareness. I bring it up, however, just so that I can say that "Clitoraid" sounds like the worst drink ever.
However, if you bought a bunch of festive clitoral holiday lights on clearance, hang 'em back up over the mantle, because Leah emailed the important news of a Masturbate-A-Thon to celebrate Masturbation Month. "Are you participating?" she wrote, in what I took to be an unkind manner. I actually should have known about this since it was started in 1995 by my corporate overlords at Good Vibrations. (Enter GV104U for 10% off if you order something thru this link this month.) Unfortunately, Leah, I will not be participating in any of the festivities because public masturbation and ejaculation contests just make me want to put plastic slipcovers over everything. And not in a cool plastic fetish way, but a weird uptight lady way.
Meanwhile, lovely Brit Dicky Carter, who uses excellent words like "knackered" (translated from the British="tired"), sent along the article "Deep Inside the Biggest Little Dildo Factory in Texas" which is worth it for the pictures alone. Like this one of a woman facing yet another day of dildo vein-painting:
And finally, I have some new pieces up at DAME magazine that could sure fucking use some comments on them. If you're feeling wordy, see also:
and this is probably the one you'd like best:
Five Things We Know About Societies Run By Women (matriarchy = more sex + flower rooms!)
P.S. I am housesitting and using my friend's computer. Should I leave the photo of the dildo-painting lady on her computer? Her search history is already now a ravaged, slutty mess and I've only been here a couple hours. (Moral: It is unwise to let me housesit.)
(photo: Lady Cheeky)