Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts

12.31.2018

New Years Eve 2018



Hello all!

It's the morning of New Years Eve. I'm sitting in my new place in my new city. I have a couple guests visiting me from my old city, but we all got a little drunk last night, so I'm the only one up (no hang-over for me, a little 2018 miracle I guess).

Eds, Ramona (Baby Cat), Tina left to right in the room I'm currently chillin' in

It's been a year, people. I mean, every year has its ups and downs, but this one for me held maybe some of the crappiest feelings of my life. I'm luckily pretty naturally steady and calm with my feelings. I'm not an up and down kinda gal, so some of the feelings I encountered were things I wasn't too familiar with. I guess there is something lovely in the mere act of experiencing new things and new feelings, and I do have some appreciation for that...but I also have an appreciation for feeling my normal.

I think in this post, I'd like to just write a little about the past and future and see what happens.

1 I don't know how many people read my posts. I never have, and I don't understand the site visitor diagnostics nearly as well as I should. I know there are some. One or two of you will reveal yourselves every so often. I love hearing from you - like, I REALLY LOVE hearing from you. It makes my week, but I'll write it even if no one reads it. I kind of think of this blog more as a weird resource that can just exist here in case someone needs to read about every lady-gasm scene in all of the The Americans or something like that. Anyway, to those that read my blog, Hello! I'm very interested in you.

I have been way off my SSL blogging game this year. Honestly, the last couple years have been a struggle. There's been a lot going on. This year though, my new job has turned out to be not nearly as conducive to writing these as my old job. In fact, if I'm on the company internet - even if I'm VPN-ing in from my home, ScienceSexAndTheLadies.blogspot.com is straight up blocked, so I can't even check on it from there. Slightly annoying, but I'm actually getting to a place in my job after about 6 months where I'm starting to feel comfortable in general - like I'm still learning of course, but I feel pretty good about it. So, that in itself will free up some time for me over 2019. I mean, it's one thing to do a job and it's another to do a job and learn it at the same time...one is much less efficient.

I say it often, but I want to do more Journal Article Summaries in 2019. They are my favorite part of this blog, but these mother fuckers take so damn long, though.

I like doing the SSL Reviews too. They can go either way in terms of time and effort, sometimes I just have to describe something and say some obvious shit about it. Sometimes I have to explain a bunch of complicated thoughts and feelings and histories related to a depiction/discussion, and I go down an 8 page rabbit hole that you may or may not have time/energy/interest to read. These will never go away, though. I watch a lot of shit, and I have a never ending list of lady-gasm, lady-bation, and clit depictions/discussions in movies and TV that I have yet to SSL Review. I got hella notes though, and I will get to them one at a time. Also, sometimes I avoid watching something that I know will have tons of SSL Reviewable moments because I don't want to take notes. Also, I have had notes on The To-Do List for going on 6 years now, but I avoid it because there is so damn much to unpack in it. 2019 might be its year.

I've got more Orgasm Interviews coming (pun intended). I'm excited about these, and thank you Anna for being the first. :)

It's been over 15 years since I started researching for my movie. It's been 10 years since I started writing this blog (dude - March 11, 2019 will be the 10 year anniversary. I'll have to do something cool for it). It's been almost 5 years since we finished the movie Science, Sex and the Ladies  (Amazon and Vimeo). I've been covering how people talk about, research, depict, and teach lady-gasms for a good while now, and I have to say, our cultural understanding of it has not budged much over the past decade. There is much work still to be done.

7 Happy New Year to you all wherever you are and whatever you are doing. I know some of you are kick-ass Orgasm Equality Allies out there spreading the good word and making the world a better place for the next generation. Keep that shit up in 2019! The rest of you are either future bad-ass Orgasm Equality Allies, skeptics here to see how wrong as fuck I am for proposing there is no such thing as an orgasm caused by stimulation inside the vagina (I got pretty goddamn solid reasons for saying, it ya'll. I wouldn't be so quick to hate.), random people looking for porn/erotica but ended up at one of my posts (Hello!), or my newish employees googling my name and finding out what their boss writes about on her free time (Hi! We will never speak of this again!). I wish all of you the best in 2019!

Until next year...

12.26.2014

Christmas Hodgepodge



It's the day after Christmas, and I had to work all day, and so I thought I'd just put up a hodgepodge of things that don't really have to do with ladies or orgasms or anything because that will be easy and fun. These things may or may not be interesting.

1. As you might remember, I was on a business trip in Brazil recently, and they had this awesome buffet for breakfast at the hotel. Let me just say that Brazil folks are into juice, and I think I'm on board. They have all this fresh ass fruit down there, and they just grind it up - no water, not sugar. From my observations of other customers during my restaurant outings, I would say juice is more popular than soda. That not official, but I can say that there were about 12 different kinds of these juices at this hotel buffet, and I tried most of them. Watermelon juice? Yes, that is mighty fine - yes indeed.


There were also all these cakes at the breakfast buffet. I would say like about 15 or 20. There were lots of chocolatey type ones, and some fruity ones, and they were all fabulous. The first one i had was carrot cake with chocolate, and the carrot cake didn't have all that nut and raisin bullshit in it. It was just like an orangey homogeneous cake with chocolate on top, and I had the same thing later that day when someone brought one of these cakes to work. It's a popular cake in ol' Brazil, and rightly so.

My kind of carrot cake - with chocolate

There were also lots of other things at the buffet, but I mostly focused on those things. Please enjoy some pictures of my breakfasts. I took pictures of them, every day because I was sending the pick and the Portugese translation of all the items back home - I now easily have the words juice (suco) and cake (bolo0 and I'm pretty good with my fruit names.

Lemon cake with fruit, juice, and a Brazilian favorite - cheese bread (that's the ball thing)

Milk cake with chocolate and pineapple  - also that's the watermelon juice
coconut cake - don't particularly like coconut, but loved this cake. The plate looks like a f'd up smiley face with a big hat.

2. This is a Christmassy picture of my cat Ramona. She enjoys naps under the Christmas tree, batting at silver garland, sitting on wrapping paper, and hiding from Christmas visitors who are under the age of 18. She dislikes most food and for the other cats to look at her.



3. I was staying with my sister overnight on Christmas Eve to help ol' St. Nick get the presents down the chimney and to see all the kids on Christmas morning, and long story short, I left a message for one of the kids as Santa with a disguised voice, and it was like a Christmas nightmare. It was all things creepy, and although it was meant to be a scare tactic, it was unnecessarily terrifying. I may have eternally scarred a child. As you can imagine, it was also the hilarious highlight of our Christmas season. Merry Christmas!


12.07.2014

Cats!



I have a hundred different posts I really, really want to hunker down and write, but I'm entangled in all sorts of life stuff that don't involve writing about ladygasms for the undetermined number of people who might be reading this blog, so I feel I'm falling way behind. I want to keep up my pace of 2 to 3 posts a week though, and that means I need to write one today - but I don't have time to write any of the ones I really want to write. So I'm just going to write about my cats.

This is way off course for an SSL blog post - which almost always involves some insight into orgasm or masturbation; maybe cultural understanding of it, writings on it, media depictions of it, you know, all that stuff.  My cats, as far as I know, aren't orgasming much and don't plan to anytime in the near future. They are pretty asexual ladycats as far as I can tell, so I realize they are not a great SSL blog topic. Even if we consider that I sometimes write about indie movies or indie movie-making, my cats still aren't really important to that topic either. However, I will try to quickly relate each of my cats to the subjects of this blog. So enjoy, because this is what is happening now.

Cat background - All 3 of my cats are females and they are all around 5 years old. We got them all at different times though when they just sorta showed up at our house. We have a fantasy that they are all actually sisters from the same litter and just happen to get to us at different times. They might actually be. I can only assume they're related somehow. I mean a cat probably has about 300 first cousins. Charlie believes that this old ass motel that was torn down across the street from us shortly before our first cat arrived was deeply cat infested and that they all originated from there. In the end it's still a mystery. They all have a distaste for indie movies and TV in general.



Ramona
Only one we found as a kitten.
Movie significance: She was found in the engine of an actor's car parked in our driveway. She was from Chicago and staying here on one of the last days of shooting for Science, Sex and the Ladies. It's possible Ramona is a Chicago cat. Also, she's got a bit part in the movie - a reshoot we did at the house. (If you can tell me the scene, I'll give you a prize).
Crew type: She's an edit cat. She got here just in time to be sitting next to the computer for almost all the editing of SSL.
Sexuality/orgasm/masturbation significance: She's very inexperienced and naive.  Her gonads were ripped from her as a young girl, and I assume that besides her litter mates, she didn't even see other members of her species until Tina arrived 2 years later. She's like a pampered, sexless, beauty that's been locked in a castle her whole life.


Tina
She looked like Christina Ricci when we found her, but she's put on some weight and doesn't so much anymore.
Movie significance: Her meow is over the ending title of Science, Sex and the Ladies.
Crew type: She's a production cat. She got here just in time to be involved in several re-shoots and little video bits we did to advertise our Kickstarter for the movie. She likes to smell the equipment.
Sexuality/orgasm/masturbation significance: She might be the only cat to have engaged in the sex. She wasn't spayed when we found her, and her nipples are so long, I thought she might have had babies, but I've since learned that some cats just have long nipples. Knowing that cat dicks are barbed and quite painful for lady cats when pulling out, I understand why she seemed so interested in living indoors.



Eds
I named her Edgar while she was still outside. When we found out she was a girl, we shortened it to Eds.
Movie significance: Before Eds moved in, she showed up one day with about 3 inches of her tail hanging by a thread, and then a few days later she showed up and it was gone. She also had so many worms...so many worms. That has nothing to do with the movie, but it was something weird and gross that happened while we were working on post production.
Crew type: Eds is a watcher cat. She got here about when the post production was finishing up, and we had to watch it a lot for mistakes and for score discussions and for making deeper cuts. Seriously, you can't imagine how many times you have to watch your own movie, carefully from beginning to end, before it's done. anyway, Eds is our only cat who sits on the couch and watched TV with us. She would do it for 1000 hours in a row if she could.
Sexuality/orgasm/masturbation significance: Eds was spayed when we found her, but she was an experienced outside cat, killing birds out of the air and maybe waging war with the groundhogs that lived under our shed. She's probably been around the block once or twice. She very much likes to watch....from a close proximity. It must be soothing because it puts her to sleep.