The Cooch

I cannot wait to get one of these T-shirts!

L. L. P.

For weese, because she pulled up a chair...

Saturday was cafe night. Some of our guests are congregants of a gay-friendly Christian church in East Jesus. Their minister came to the cafe for the first time that night. The Reverend and I are actually facebook "friends" though we'd never met before.

I was on early greeter/bouncer duty.

Trop: "Hi, welcome to Spectrum. I'm Trop; my wife and I are your hosts."

Rev.: "Oh Hi! Nice to meet you. I'm David."

We shook hands. I uncharacteristically didn't let go.

Trop: "You're Rev. C? Oh it is so nice to finally meet you! Thanks so much for coming to the cafe. Some of your people are inside."

Rev.: "Yes, I've heard so much about this thing you are doing."

Then it happened. My eyes gave him an leering once over, and I blurted "My GOD you are a remarkably attractive man! "

What possessed me to do such a thing? And to a minister, no less!

That wasn't the only dumbass thing I did that night. I was restocking the refreshments when a woman approached me and pointed to a piece of dried fruit.

Had she asked me, "What do you suppose this is?" I would have answered "I don't know, it's dried something."

But no.

She just had to ask: "What does that look like?"

And wouldn't you know it, it looked like pussy, only when I answered her I was polite and said "vagina."

Oh. yes. I. did.

Overheard @ Trop's

What's that in my butter?

SOURCE

My wife is mean

Look at the card she tucked into my luggage.




Tease.






I was in Kansas City this week for staff meetings. The company is six full-time people. Business is up 45% this year, and we expect it to go up at least as much next year. We'll be adding two more full-time people this year (one guy straight out of college in June). It's exciting.

Mike started the company ten years ago. And for a long time it was just him. He's a good person. He really cares about us all. He wants us to have our dreams. It's sounds cliche to tell it. But he is genuinely interested in what we want from life, and how being in the company can make that happen. I've talked to him several times over the years about what I want from life. And thanks to Mike, I'm on my way.

I had a great meal at Room 39. The weather sucked. I was stranded for hours in Atlanta last night.

Our next staff meeting is in Portland next summer. I may finally meet Guy after all these years.

If I ever run a lesbian B&B...

...I'll hang this shower curtain in every bath- room in the house.

If ever I run a lesbian B&B...

... I'll have this on every bed in the house.






[As seen in our Fredericksburg hotel room.]

Eye grabber

How's this for a headline:

"Speak up for down there"

I love Indian food

I love Indian cuisine, especially Tandoori.











Hat Tip

Leave it to Beaver

Hat Tip

Happy V Day

Would you like fries with that?

New Orleans to become the Vagina Capital of America

"April 11 and 12 will find the Louisiana Superdome interior turned into a pink and red vagina -- with a big vagina entrance" to commemorate the tenth anniversary of The Vagina Monologues.

That will be one big vajayjay.

How do you like them apples?

How do you like my desktop wallpaper?

This should make somebody's list of great album titles

This CD offers plenty of innuendo, a helping of ear candy, and references to guns, pistols and shotguns. Though not my usual fare, I'm giving it a first listen and to my surprise, I'm kinda liking it.

Only 54 shopping days left...

Now that Halloween is over, the Christmas shopping season is in full swing.

For the hard-to-shop-for person on your Christmas shopping list, consider The Lucky Vulva Coinpurse.

Maybe next year?

Since the blogosphere is on a vagitarian roll...

Just for you Syd:

The Edsel is 50

"Cultural critics speculated that the car was a flop because the vertical grill looked like a vagina. Maybe. America in the '50s was certainly phobic about the female business."

--The 50 Worst Cars of All Time