Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week



Okay, I hate to be all scientific on y'all's asses but here we go.


Lepidoptera

Oh, it's sexy once you learn how to say it properly. Go to the page on my favourite site, Dictionary.com, and she'll say it for you. Aaaand, it's pretty sexy. However, the definition isn't quiet sufficient for a full understanding of it so I'll add a little bit.

lepidoptera---noun. the order comprising the lepidopterous insects.

Yeah, see? "But what-the-fuck is a lepidopterous insect?" you ask. I thought you might. I would.

So let's check out the definition of lepidopterology, that is, the science of studying those silly lepidopterous insects. noun--the branch of zoology dealing with butterflies and moths.

Fuck yeah! Butterflies, baby! That's right, boys and girls, today's sexy word is the scientific term for butterflies. You now have permission to be totally turned on.

I can't get enough of naked women

So if you're wondering where I get the pictures for Wednesday's blogs and other times when I want sexuality, it's here. I want to hang out with everyone seen there. And their friends. This morning, while looking for today's graphic, I got distracted. Anyhooz, no sexy word yet. But I will post one before midnight. Promise. XOXO

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week


This one's fun. And its definitions are very, very interesting.


Meretricious.



I know, I know, we like the words that end with essesssssssss. It's because they're so fucking sexy. What are we gonna do? And I like the Rs in this one, too. Especially the first one. Try rolling it like a Spanish R. I'm still not sure which is sexier but it's fun to practice. Ready for the definitions?

1. Of or pertaining to prostitutes; having to do with prostitutes.
2. Alluring by vulgar or flashy display; gaudily and deceitfully ornamental; tawdry; as, "meretricious dress."
3. Based on pretense or insincerity; as, "a meretricious argument"

Ha. Tawdry, insincere prostitutes. Sounds like a good Saturday night. I don't see myself using the first one very often but I'm pretty sure I'm going to garner a lot of pleasure by telling someone that their argument is "meretricious." Oh fuck yeah. Suck it. Meretriciously.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week




Capricious




One hard 'c' and one soft. And a 'p' that really punches.

–adjective
1. subject to, led by, or indicative of caprice or whim; erratic: He's such a capricious boss I never know how he'll react.
2. Obsolete. fanciful or witty.
More on needs and wants: I had an Economics teacher who posited that there are no such things as 'needs', only 'wants'. You don't need to eat. You want to live so you want to eat in order to live. Once we come to the realization that we don't really need anything but want everything, we can become more comfortable with not having certain things or even being okay with losing things. For example, when my parents would ground me to my room for being exactly myself, I was able to find enough pleasure within my room that the grounding meant nothing close to punishment. Become not so attached to those things that ground us. Free yourself of restrictions and realize that everything and everytime is what you make of it. Want to derive the purest, simplest pleasure from those things that you already have. Or can get without any measurable effort. Sometimes good things aren't "worth the sacrifice." Many things require no sacrifice whatsoever. And perhaps very little effort other than a mental reworking. That in and of itself, I'll grant, can be quite the effort. Changing a mental attitude is often the most difficult of all changes. But still, it requires very little money. And often the time required can be used for other things at the same time. I know that I constantly think of this blog while working. Two birds with one stone, and all that jazz. Use your time wisely.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Sunday Zen

I threw my cup away when I saw a child drinking from his hands at the trough.--Diogenes


What is it that you actually need? How many things have you bought that remain unused? How many times have you said lately that 'I need a good egg-yolker' or 'I need to go to the store to get some more sheet weights'?

Hey, you can spend your money however you want. It makes no difference to me, really. I'm just saying that maybe you should realize that you don't really need all that stuff. Sure you want it. You can afford it. But Life(as you know it) would not be any less had you not those things. Got it?

Thursday, July 9, 2009

You Watch Yer Fuckin' Mouth!


"The whole point o' swearin' is that it ain't appropriate." --Kaylee Frye

I was watching an episode of Firefly last night while I finished up my second martini and that cute little mechanic was having a debate with the good doctor about cussin'. What if we viewed those words, the seven dirty words that the FCC won't let us broadcast over the airwaves as just more superfluous language that anyone can use if they know how? I mean, I know people who use lots of multisyllabic words that are completely unnecessary to their meaning but they like to employ their vocabulary in such a way that not only are they getting a point across but it also sounds good.









Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Wednesday's Sexy Word of the Week



Mazarine

It's only sexy if you pronounce the 'i' short. A long British 'i' would fuck it up. Oh! and make sure you let the 'z' be what it is. Don't rush over it, turning it into an 's'. What a waste!

--n. A deep, rich blue.


Yep, that's it. Just a colour. Cool, eh?

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Weekend Thoughts

I'm not sure what to call her yet so we'll just call her my Blue Bird who Likes Lists Girlfriend. We went to Memphis this past weekend to see Wicked, the musical based on Gregory Maguire's book Wicked. It's the story about the Wicked Witch of the West from the The Wizard of Oz. When I read the book a couple years ago, I totally fell in love with Elphaba. That's her name. She was an idealist and a dreamer. One who wants good for all and is totally uncompromising with her moral standards. Almost to a fault. But how can someone who enforces their moral standards be called faulty? Anyhooz, there's one song sung by the Wizard that goes like this:



A man's called a traitor - or liberator
A rich man's a thief - or philanthropist
Is one a crusader - or ruthless invader?
It's all in which label
Is able to persist
There are precious few at ease
With moral ambiguities
So we act as though they don't exist



And it's so true. We always have to have good guys and bad guys. It takes so much effort to actually think about every one's situation and truly discover who was in the wrong, if anyone was, that we are quick to label someone simply in order to put our own minds at ease. Often the case is that we haven't taken the time to hear both sides of the story or we convince ourselves that we don't care or that our first instinct is right. That's bullshit. And we know it. Slow down a little bit. Wait for the truth to come out. Investigate. Ask all the questions and let the answers come on their own accord. Don't force some one's confession. Look at the evidence. Even the seemingly insignificant parts. If the desire is Truth then it's worth waiting for. And here at HtKtSooYE, the desire is Truth. All of it. Even the painful stuff. We're going to deal with it.

Don't judge someone out of haste. Relax. Have a drink. And a smoke. Breathe. And finally when the Truth comes oozing out of the cracks, hold your cup there until it's full and take a sip. It might bite back at first but you may learn to live with it. You'll have to. The Truth does not compromise. It does not conform. It simply Is. Embrace it.