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April 29, 2008
Self-Realization
April is National Sexual Assault Awareness and Prevention Month. In order to help the Rape and Incest National Network (RAINN) raise funds so they may offer online counseling to victims of sexual abuse, sexual assault and rape, members of the blogging community have banded together to lend a hand by writing posts of a specific topic. You can read all the details at Kevin Apgar's site.
If you would like to make a donation to RAINN please be sure to put GBBMC2008 and Delmer Wells in the "Include a note to RAINN" box as there is a chance I could win something. (I am less concerned about winning something than I am about helping the organizers be able to track GBBMC2008 donations. So, at least put the GBBMC2008 bit in.)
I don't know how other people go about writing their blog entries but, despite the way they sometimes turn out, I often put a fair amount of time into mine. (I originally typed "fair amount of thought into mine" but thought and time are two distinctly different things and time is the much better descriptor.)
I'll typically bounce things around inside my head while I ride the bike or work in the yard or floss or trim my ear hair or whatever.
And it isn't uncommon for me to have several thoughts going on in sequence one after the other* (men, it seems, can't parallel process which is why women will find one boob getting all the attention and then have to do some noggin pushing).
And so it happened that a lot of my RAINN posts took some sort of form over the course of one or two afternoons. These are some of the bits and pieces of things that made it, or almost made it, here:
- despite the fact she had friends coming over in about 30 minutes she suggested we go upstairs, so we did
- I think I wrestled with an Australian gal once. While I don't remember the details I have a distinct memory of her asking if I wanted to go "upstairs" and I wasn't like me to say "no."
- she made a suggestive move that was so direct ... we spent several hours wrestling
- she said, "don't move," and I didn't
- she said, "I think we should swing by the house, have a quickie, and then get some lunch" which is exactly what we did
After mentally reviewing these bits several times and following a couple of cold showers it occurred to me that I'm easy. If a woman does or says something that seems to be bedroom-oriented, I'm usually on board with it. And I'm not real particular about a bedroom or bed being involved.
Or maybe I just take direction really well.
I don't think I'm necessarily promiscuous, which comes from the Latin words promis (I promise) and cuous (to call you tomorrow), as I think that would suggest having a lot of sex Willy Nilly (which I think would be a great name for a vibrator) and that simply isn't the case as sex applies to me. I've gone for such great lengths of time without having sex that whole epochs have passed. In fact, I'm able to measure the exact amount of sex I had during one period of my life as each sexual outing produced offspring that are now fourteen, twelve and ten.
So, easy, yes. Promiscuous, no.
On second thought, maybe It's not so much that I'm easy… maybe it's just that I'm a guy.
*Yes, I know. One after the other is the definition of in sequence.
Posted by delmer at April 29, 2008 7:31 AM
Comments
I am impressed. "parallel process" That is such a psychoanalytic phrase.
Oh..Wait!...That term is used in computers too, isn't it?? I suppose it makes sense though, our brains have been likened to something like a CPU. :)
"maybe It's not so much that I'm easy… maybe it's just that I'm a guy."
And *that* Delmer, is such a cop-out, Even for you!
(So, maybe you and Lionel had it right.)
youtube.com/watch?v=FFHbGuSRAwg
~ZZ
Posted by: Greeneyezz at April 29, 2008 12:48 PM
I've read that women can multi-task and that men cannot ... or saw it on the news or something. The only thing I can be sure of is that when I heard of it then it was the only thing that had my attention or it would have gone right by me.
"I'm a guy" is the perfect excuse for so many things. Not the least of which is the using of "I'm a guy" for an excuse.
Posted by: delmer at April 29, 2008 1:03 PM
If you can use your gender for a cop out, then by God I will too. Not all guys I know are that willing. I'm sure if you'd been suggested to by a butterface or somebody equally as undesirable, you might have said no.
Posted by: Sue at April 29, 2008 2:06 PM
Delmer - "I'm a guy" is the perfect excuse for so many things."
Careful of what you say there...You could back yourself up into a corner, then you'd *really* be 'Fucked'. *smiles sweetly*
Oh Sue...Don't make it any easier for him to use that as a cop out. I agree with you, "Not all guys I know are that willing."
~ZZ
Posted by: Greeneyezz at April 29, 2008 2:49 PM
Sue: Well, I am a guy.
ZZ: Each morning as I pull clothes out of the dryer I think to myself ... "I really need to fold these and put them in a drawer." And then I think, "But I'm a guy. And they'll just end up her tomorrow regardless of what I do with them."
Posted by: at April 29, 2008 3:15 PM
OMG! I must admit...
I had NO IDEA what a 'butterface' was. I thought that was a typo or somthing.
So I looked it up.
Can I just say....OMG!
img161.imageshack.us/img161/6258/butterface3xc8lu.jpg
Posted by: Greeneyezz at April 29, 2008 6:08 PM
I was afraid to even Google for it.
Posted by: delmer at April 29, 2008 8:42 PM
I would say you are in tune with what women want/need/desire whatever.
Or you have common sense.
If my wife called me at work and said get home now for a noon'er....the phone would still be hanging in the air as I got in the car. If I called my wife and told her that she would laugh on the phone.
Posted by: mikeo at April 29, 2008 11:01 PM