subliminal advertising

ok, a the time I started this entry (some eight or so hours ago, actually in real time), this room (that being the physical space around this body) was dominated by the repetitive infomercial (are infomercials a uniquely US foolishness?) for 'Body Shots' (30 hottest Hollywood stars blah blah blah) and if you order now, Sex Scenes (with your favorite superstars doing the nasty)... yes, the hottest and most controversial sex scenes in the cinema... only 30 cents a scene, imagine... well, not including shipping and handling... so it's more like 42 cents a scene... hmmmm, 42... anyway, I think they created this particular commercial as subliminal advertising for people who fall asleep with the TV on... the infomercial itself is actually a minute long and has repeated umpteen times... more even... a continuous loop... Sam fell asleep with the remote on his crotch again and I'm tuning out the noise (as is usually the case when I am in a babbling mode... I just glance up with half and eye or ear once in a while to se what is going on around me)...

meanwhile, sexuality seems to be knocking on my internet windows lately (which is a specific flavor of eroticism, mind you, so we can consider this entry an extension, or spin-off, of the previous entry, which would be ironic puzzle-making as there was no intentional planning going into the rambling tonight)... reading crankydragon (who you may remember passed along this survey I took a few months {in relative time} ago) and being on the lookout for local parties, I was intrigued to explore what secret parties were about and was disappointed to find they were for women only as they are like tupperware parties except instead of being about selling terribly useful plastic containers of assorted shapes and sizes, secret parties are about selling terribly useful lace lingerie of assorted shapes and sizes... so secret as in Victoria's Secret, though I don't know if there is any affiliation...

so I moved on to The Ultimate Purity Test where the ferrett, a consumate nerdologist, creates ultimate tests (and writes some amusing sex stories, among other insights) and scored a 49.62% the first time... on my second try, I scored a 40.41%... being that surveys are conditional and relative, dependent on the mood and moment, I tend to disregard any data until I've taken the survey a dozen times or so over the course of several different visits over the course of some weeks or months and even then, the results may change next year... so I could post the specific results in all six categories, like if anyone is really interested, but such detailed data might lead to detailed explanations which might require the spin-off diary for the non-Tipper audience mentioned in the previously mentioned previous entry... maybe I will in a few months after I take the test a few more time and average out what should be more accurate results... if I remember...

and for no apparent reason other than being amused by the quote in the banner "surplus thoughts from a man who does not quite grasp the seriousness of the situation", I clicked on and explored the diary of one warmleftover... it (the diary) seemed to arrive last year with a flurry, which I soon learn was due to it being pre-written and moved from AOL (from AOL?) and has not been updated much since, which makes the sudden appearance of the banner for it even more intriguing... or at least odd... anyway, in my ongoing adventure in impromptu and relatively irreverent reviews (that are almost never intended to be reviews, by the way, but I just realized that I do stop in semi-briefly at a lot of diaries and mention more than a few of the stopovers here, so maybe I am secretly into the whole review business and what of it?... oh come on, something can be made of it, surely... but just not right now... your move, I suppose) I share the laughter inspired (as porn tends to inspire my laughter)... yes, there is what some might call porn if you follow the link... some hot left overs, I imagine...

it does seem as if the universe is sending me sexual ideas more often lately... and all this ever so carefully casual sensual banter may have something to do with the heat of the laptop on my lap for the past sumptinteen hours, but more likely it can be attributed to the physical exercise I've been doing more often this year... and maybe I am just feeling horny for the fun of it... I am comfortable pleasing myself, perhaps altogether too comfortable, in fact, but that's another subject for another time... fact is, I've spent many more years of this life with a regular bedmate than I have sleeping alone and it could very well be that I am growing tired of sleeping alone again... now the possibilities this bit of insight might foretell for future entries could be just what the doctor (and ego) ordered and if I see my daily visitors going up I'll know that my potential new spin-off semi-erotic diary could be unnecessary (or called pervertsRus)... but then, one body's perversion is another body's orgasm and who am I to fault a good orgasm...

which brings up an interesting question (well, at least it's interesting to me at the moment)... have you ever had an orgasm during an earthquake?... I suppose readers in California and certain other parts of the world wide world would have an unfair advantage (assuming we consider this experience to be a good thing, and I do, for who am I to fault a good, well, you get the pun now?... I didn't until after I wrote it... much like the innocent (at the time) feel eroticism coming on phrase in the once again aforementioned previously referred to previous entry, as the astute among you {and anyone always on the lookout for a good pun to punish their friends} may now recall)...

the dangerous thing about puns and double entendres is that once you've opened your mind to them, it is rather challenging to return to being unaware of them again for a while... I think I'll move on to the next entry now... that is, after I deal with the rather suddenly growing line of applicants for bedmate at my door...

candora

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