Aural Sex

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Music is much like fucking, but some composers can’t climax and others climax too often, leaving themselves and the listener jaded and spent.

~ Charles Bukowski

With that in mind…

You are hereby invited to join me this week for exploratory aural pleasures.

And no, that does not mean my tongue will be engaged in intercourse with your cochlea; nor will I be licking your lobes.  😛

Rather, like a bloggy DJ, I will be sharing music with you this coming week.  Every day.  Starting tomorrow.  My music.

Your comments, observations, questions, and responses are requested.  Eargasms are encouraged.  😉

Let’s call this…

Fevah-pa-looza!

Welcome to the soundtrack of my life.  😀

Hump Day

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What?  Who says you can’t hump on Fridays?  😉

Sorry if y’all have seen this a thousand times before.
I don’t watch commercial television, so it’s new to me.  It cracked me up.  😀

Vampire, Not Zombie

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After the uber-preggers phlebotomist emptied my husband’s arm of blood…

Me: Do you know your blood type?
Smotch: Errr…
Me: I think mine is A…? Or something.
Smotch: Not sure. Maybe we could ask the lobotomist.