Week’sEnd Linky Wrap-Up

Best from around the web this past week….

• The Wizard of Oz,Steampunk Style Fabulous illustration by Jennifer L. Meyer. [via Nymeth on Twitter]
• recipe: Cream of Winter Squash & Tomato Soup . Yum.
• Add to my Must Read List: The Good Soldiers by David Finkel
• Help Make Puerto Rico Prosecute the Murder of 19-Year Old Jorge Steven Lopez Mercadoas a Hate Crime -Angering,horrifying,chilling. [via @The Undomestic]
• Tom Cruise’s Audition for New Moon
• Offset your Infidelity with Cheat Neutral Do you have difficulty being faithful? Fear not: CheatNeutral allows you to offset your infidelity by paying another couple not to cheat. Um,say what? Oh,I see. Carbon Offsets for those who haven’t figured out polyamory yet
• Vaccine Ingredient Calculator Nice to know exactly what’s in that stuff [via @NaturalPapa]
• Ten Webcomics You Should Read LGBT or Feminist friendly
• Crock Pot Recipe: Sweet Potato Stuffing Definitely making for THAT day – you know, some call it Turkey Day.Others call it Native American Genocide Day.Toe-may-toe,toe-mah-toe.
• Siblings who like each other and cooperate? oh,I understand – you must homeschool. Great article about the values homeschool teaches in regards to cooperation vs competitiveness. [via @Homeschool_Mom]
• Recipe: Pasta with Butternut Parmesan Sauce .Yes, I have squash I need to figure out what to do with.
• Must Have Children’ s Book: We’re Having a Homebirth! Looks like it tells it like it is. Always good, in my opinion.
• Four Good Reading Challenges for 2010 Oh,you book bloggers. Why do you do this to me?
• Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2009 Quite a few of my regular reads made this list. Definitely going to make a point to check out the ones I’ve not read before
• An Open Letter To My Daughter Totally ditto to this.  Not just as it applies to that stupid vampire crap but in the real world with real relationships.Also, isn’t anyone else alarmed that Edward is a little creepily obsessed with stalking Bella? As one of my daughters yelled at Bella while watching Twilight,”“Some guy tells you he could kill you & you say that’s OK??? Are you a freakin’ moron!?”.
• Even more to add to the reading list: 15 Books Written by Women in 2009

Wren the Polyamorous Polar Bear and His Story of Redemption

Just like poly people, poly polar bears have problems finding lovers who are on the same wavelength.

Check out all the other Songs of the Day from Rock Cookie Bottom, too. I especially like the recent Waterboarding Torture Song, with lyrics taken directly from torture memos. Always good to use something sick & twisted in a creative way.

AND…speaking of The Song of the Day -  NPR’s Song of the Day today is MC Lars’ “True Player for Real” .

(we have covered my fandom before. We won’t revisit)

I sort of forgot that today was Earth Day. As someone who ‘celebrates” Earth Day every day (gawd, that sounds dorky but it’s true) ,when Earth Day comes along, I just say my ,”Happy Earth Day” and move along. BESIDES, ever since I watched “The Hunt for the Unicorn Killer” , I associate Ira Einhorn with Earth Day. It’s not good to have images of some asshole fucktard shoving his pretty, emotionally-abused girlfriend (played by Naomi Watts) into a chest to rot in a closet! Einhorn was one of those “charming personalities”  who was really an insane misogynistic murderer who had everyone fooled (much like the “clean-cut nice boy Med student who allegedely killed 2 women recently) . He was an activist and is often credited for organizing the first Earth Day. Hence, I associate Earth Day with dead girls in closets.

On a happier (MUCH happier) note, HUGE congrats to Summer at Wired for Noise for giving birth to an Earth Day Baby this afternoon!  Many blessings to her and her family. Hope you all have the happiest of babymoons

It’s never too late for TMI…IMO.

I lost a day somewhere so it’s still Tuesday in my world.

TMI TUESDAY
1. Are you pro-marriage? Why or why not? If someone feels the need to get married – whatever…go for it. I am not pro-marriage for myself . Yes, even though it looks like I’m headed that way…..I don’t really want to get married. For myself, it doesn’t make a lot of sense beyond the necessity of  needing to be his legal wifey to get his health insurance. I would rather my relationships not be legally defined.  The existence of love and whatever agreement passes between us as a couple is the only binding contract necessary.I don’t believe in monogamy so the idea of a union between just 2, for “forever & always” is silly. Plus, yes…i still have my issues over the symbolic repression of a woman in matrimony.
2. Have you ever invented or thought you invented a sexual position? I wouldn’t say invented but I can think of times I’ve found myself  in a strange position I hadn’t tried before and thought, “Ok, this feels really good. We should do it like this more”. but the next day, I’m usually a hurtin’ unit and think, “Oh, so THAT’S why we don’t do it like that alll the time”
3. Do you like to be tied up? Always or sometimes? I do,indeed. Sometimes. Like with everything, if you do it ALL the time, it’s going to lose it’s flavor.

4. Do you consider online cybering adultery? Like with everything, the definition of what’s cheating and what isn’t kind of lays on the partner you’re committed to to decide, doesn’t it? If you think you’re doing something your SO wouldn’t be ok with, then you probably shouldn’t be doing it. Or maybe even have a conversation about definitions of what’s ok & what’s not. Openness is always good in relationships
5. Do you prefer masturbation over real sex? No
6. Do you want sex more times a day than your partner? Currently, no. I’m  just so damn tired all the time. I wish I could get back to my old sex kittenish state of being. We both would be thrilled,I suspect

7. Do you get offended when you partner openly flirts with others or are you okay with it? I’m fine with it. I figure if he’s flirting with someone in front of me, he wants to get my reaction to his interest in that other person OR he wants me to join in the flirtation
8. Do you think you’re flirty by nature? It depends. I know people who flirt with EVERYONE. They’re Flirt Sluts. Like, even if they would never be interested in the person they’re flirting with in any capacity, physical or otherwise – they turn the flirt on. I don’t get that.  I’m naturally  flirty with people who interest me.

Since we’re on the subject of marriage and sex and stuff, I started reading One Big Happy Family by Rebecca Walker last night. It begins with Jenny Block’s piece about polyamory. Even if how we arrived at our own polyamory differently, I found I could identify strongly with a lot. Especially this:

I have always liked sex. I mean really,really liked sex. I have been accused,in fact, of “thinking lke a man.” That is, of seeing sex as something wholly separate from love.

So very true for me. Even my dearest  has stated the same about me, just in the context of how I approach the act of sex itself.

Also, let me take a moment to sing the praises of my library. I planned on just adding One Big Happy Family to my “To Read List” but when I walked into the library last night, there it was on the Newest Arrivals shelf, just waiting for me. Didn’t have to order or  special request it or anything. My library is fabulous.

In barlight, she looked alright In daylight, she looked desperate

I have 12 blogs in my Google Reader that begin  with the word “Life”.

The pseudo-hubby’s computer & I are not compatible (have I mentioned I cannot wait to get my new computer?) . I can’t write worth a damn on his keyboard (certain keys used for gaming tend to stick and hold in place), ridiculous settings tell me I can’t do or look at things I normally would and the mouse occasionally spazzes on me, forcing me to go places I didn’t mean to go.

For instance, when I’m at my Blogger Reader page, I will intend to click on Life in a Quad ,but instead I will be taken to life of a bird or life of cinemetic moments (but hey,if I hadn’t gone to the actual blog I would have never known that they both have Twitter and you know I needed more people to follow there…) . Sometimes even Lis gets some clicks

I’m momentarily confused because, not only are none of those blogs the chronicles of a polyfidelitous quad, but because THE picture is gone.

Oh, why’s they take that marvelous picture off! I love that picture…

and then I realize I’m just at the wrong place.

This is the picture I’m talking about.

I adore this and had to share it with all of you too.

Now that I’m done rambling on about NOTHING (sort of like Julia Cameron’s Morning Pages…) , I’m going to try to accomplish something today. Even if it’s just finding my currently MIA camera…

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RECENT MEDIA

Toy Box Reviews Well, specifically Adult Toy boxes. After the incident involving my 3 year old ,handcuffs & a tube of lube,it’s probably not a bad idea.

Death Proof Hottest. Lapdance. Ever. The girl that plays uhhh…one of the chicks in the car (yeah, that’s helpful), should play Agent 355 in the Y: The Last Man movie, if there ever is one. *crosses fingers*

I liked Planet Terror better.

Skippyjon Jones The current favorite book(s) of the youngest offspring (should I start calling him Pluto?) , Skippyjon the kitty-boy reminds me very much of my own little monster-boy.Skippyjon is a mischievious Siamese Cat who thinks he’s a Chihuahua and when in Chihuahua-mode, he speaks in this cute leetle Spanish accent, with real , commonplace Spanish words sprinkled into the text with many made-up words ending in “-ito”. (Carlos: “Wait, is this embracing hispanic heritage or offending it?”) and hangs out with his friends,Los Chimichangas.The books are fun to read …and relate-able.

An array of music coming from my son’s room (there is no link possible to represent his music collection )  , as he tries to chose ONLY 10 CDs to take with him as he backpacks to and through the Southern US.

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[blog title from "Sequestered in Memphis" by The Hold Steady....cuz that's what's playing right this very second]

Scheming On A Thing That’s A Mirage I’m Tryin’ To Tell You Now It’s Sabotage

After having my issues with my computer breaking , the  toilet and  the heat ,  it has been insinuated here, various places around the interwebs and in real life  that I am breaking shit on purpose to hook-up with hot repairmen….or maybe just that I’m cursed. Or maybe I have a serious gremlin infestation. The latter is the most likely explanation.

I love my Computer Guy…but not in THAT way. He’s a friend of the family , recently married w/ a new baby..and I ain’t no Suzy Homewrecker. They’re honestly a little freaked out by our open relationship and polyamorous tendencies. They are not on my list of friends we should include as  friends with a possible  upgrade in relationship status.

Besides, he failed to actually fix my computer therefore, he doesn’t really get my love and affection gushed upon him.

The plumber is coming back anyway to lay some pipe..er…replace out toilet. The Heating Guy set my gaydar off. I won’t be sabotaging the heat anytime soon.

I’m sharing a computer with The Man of the House. When he’s at work during the day, this works out well. Well, sort of. I HATE his keyboard and find it impossible to actually write anything productive with it. I have to think way too hard to type (the keys stick or don’t go all the way down), which impedes my word flow tremendously.

When he’s home, it’s impossible to get computer time.I’m thinking of working out a Computer Usage Fee program. He lets me use the computer…in exchange, he gets sexual favors. I get caught up on email, he gets a blow job. Reading all the blogs in my Google Reader – hmm, that might equate to a threesome (I think the best perk about this exchange is that I benefit just as much as he does)

Hey, at the moment – sex is the only currency I have to offer. Go ahead and call me a whore. I don’t mind.

[title from"Sabotage", The Beastie Boys]

Jupiter Sinclair watches Les Chansons d’amour

Jupiter knew he wouldn’t want to watch it with her so she didn’t even ask. It was French and technically a musical. Both were stupid, in his opinion. She pushed play and settled into the cushion ,a plate with a steak fajita at her side and a cold beer nestled between her legs. He walked in the room and saw opening credits flash on the screen, block lettered surnames.

“Hey! Why are you watching a movie without me?”

“It’s French…and I guess it’s a musical.So I hear”

He wrinkled his nose and uttered an “Oh”, flavored with distaste. “Fucking Frogs. I hate the French.”

She’d heard it all before. He held a grudge against the French from WW2,even though he hadn’t even been alive then, and was completely in favor of Freedom Fries. It was simply unAmerican to patronize anything they put forth as art.

“If it helps, it’s about a guy with two girlfriends and a boyfriend.”

This peeked his interest and he took a seat next to her on the sofa.They watched together as Boy & Girl & Girl sang their songs of love, with an abstract scene that only alluded to the menage a trois. Jupiter thought it was brilliant in it’s subtlety. Although she was all for gratuitous sex, she thought it was better in this case for it not to be there at all.

Jupiter reached for the remote, her finger finding the rubber pad for the pause button. The two parallel vertical lines appeared on the screen. She turned to Max and blurted out,”You know, I don’t care how many Top 100 of All Time lists they end up on – I still hate Nine Inch Nails and I always will.”

Lost on what Nine Inch Nails had to do with French Pop stylized songs, Max looked puzzled. But he was used to Jupiter’s seemingly random thought processes and patiently waited for her empty her head.

“I fucking hate that song “Closer”. Fucking HATE it!”,she growled. “I mean, everyone seems to like that song because …I don’t have a clue why. Is it because it’s some big fucking deal to want to fuck like an animal? It’s not. It doesn’t make it a good song. It just means you have the mentality of a 12 year old because you’re all like,’Ooooh…..he says fuck!’. Besides that, it’s all just so aggressive and abrasive. All it does is irritate and anger me and make me feel like ripping someone’s head off.And Trent Reznor is a fucking dick. I don’t fucking care that he cried like a baby when he met Sharon Tate’s sister. What the fuck? Does he want a fucking cookie for finding his sensitive side?God!”

Her finger found the play button on the remote. Rain falls on Paris streets as the angel watches over Bastille Square.Jupiter hits the pause button again.

“Ok,so maybe Trent Reznor is a goddamn genius. If nothing else, he evokes a huge emotional response from me. I give him that much.”

Play resumed the rain and French love songs. Max sighed ,”There’s no actual sex. And it’s in goddamn French.” He got up and walked across the room to the computer,abandoning the movie.

Jupiter mused out loud,”Someday I’d like to live in France.

“You have fun with that”, he said over his shoulder before losing himself in World of Warcraft.

Inside her head, she answered ,”Why thank you…I think I will.”