My New Favorite Kind Of Crush

As I stow my tray table and return my seat back to its upright position for my return to the dating pool I’m starting to actually enjoy the things I enjoy about dating.

I have a new favorite type of crush.

Noticing someone.

That feeling when you just know if they’re around. They mutter under their breath about the time and you’re suddenly highly aware of all clocks. If their eyes hit you, you know it, even if you’re pretty sure you weren’t looking at them. When they whisper something (friendly) in your ear because the music is loud and you notice that your neck is covered in skin.

I like this kind of crush because I feel in control. Not in control of liking them but of what I do. I want to be my best self in front of this new person to impress them and therefore myself. I don’t even need to want this person. They could even be in a relationship with someone else. It’s the lowest stakes crush.

That’s what feels so good. The stakes are where I can handle them. Nothing is expected of me. I can just enjoy the like.

Oglaf

A few years ago now a family friend introduced me to a webcomic.

oglaf.com is one of the strangest things I’ve ever been turned on by. It’s a series of comics, most with some sort of sexual undertone although some are “Safe.” I’d certainly put them under my NSFW tab if I had one.

They range from vaguely involving something sexual in a funny way.

To not really involving sex at all.

To make you blush-worthy.

I’ve taken a particular liking to the goddess. She just always makes me giggle.

Enjoy!

 

 

Critique It While It’s Hot

I’m a big believer in the theory that there isn’t anything in the world that can’t be used for either good or evil. And that includes the dick pic.

Clearly Janet is looking at some less-than-great ones.

However, I would like to point out (and I know I’ve casually linked before) critique my dick pic again and thank her for her tireless work improving the world of dick pics.

I can’t decide what I like better, the really good ones.

Or the really bad ones.

Or the ones that promote discussion.

Or just her subheader.

100% ANON, NO SIZE SHAMING.

I welcome submissions from POC, trans people, and anyone else who will promote diversity at critique my dick pic. please send only your absolute best work to critiquemydickpic@gmail.com — lazy efforts will be discarded.

I also want to point out that there are other websites that pretend to be but fall very short of being as good as this one. RateMyDickPic doesn’t accept DOC’s and comments mostly via “I like dicks to look like this.” Clearly she pales in comparison.

 

Goodness, Gracious, Great…

Am I ovulating or something?

Ha, I just googled Jon Hamm. It isn’t just me.

How I love a man who dresses ‘right.’

What’s It All About?

I’ve been accused of having a blog that is “all about looking at hot guys,” having a blog that is all about butts. This isn’t a blog that is all about butts. THIS is a blog about butts.

Plus, I could be so much worse (read: better). I could serve up a post about Henry Cavill.

I could insert gifs like this.

And pictures like this.

You could rest assured I wouldn’t forget this one.

Or this one. Hmmmm… Curls…

And I could even include a collage of butt if I so chose.

Thanks Buzzfeed. I might actually go see the new Superman movie now.

Poor Floppy

Like many of the young people who aren’t obsessed with Indiana Jones (I hope) I think of Harrison Ford as looking like this old bag of bones.

Basically he’s just a person I never think about.

And then on Saturday I had a cosmic win, I turned on the TV just in time to catch Notting Hill!  YES!!! Notting Hill is one of the only movies that I know every word to but will not speak along with because I just enjoy experiencing it so much. God, do I love that movie.

Well, as with all good things, each time I watch Notting Hill I find something new in it. And in this watching I noticed that Will Thacker’s (Hugh Grant) wife left him for someone who “looked like Harrison Ford.”

Gotcha.

Rough Day?

Not anymore.

Guilty Guilty Guilty

So, the movie Magic Mike.  It came out recently and none of you should be surprised to hear that my mother asked me to go see it with her.  And when I was in the theater I had this… um… feeling.  It’s not the feeling you’re expecting.  It’s the same feeling I had when I saw Brave and when I watch True Blood or How I Met Your Mother.

The feeling is the peculiar mix of enjoyment while very consciously trying not to notice certain… qualms.  So I’m going to steal a term from feministing.com and call Magic Mike an

(Un)feminist Guilty Pleasure

and simply choose to move on with my day.

“Being a feminist doesn’t mean suddenly no longer liking problematic things. If you stopped liking everything that was sexist in media and entertainment there would be no media or entertainment left. Being a feminist, to me, is being aware of what it is you’re liking, and of its problematic aspects.” [x]

So this probably makes me a bad feminist right?  This and enjoying Taylor Swift?

You may have learned by now that Sociology majors don’t make the best movie dates, and odds are we Soc majors have probably annoyed our friends on more than one occasion. Those of us trained to think sociologically simply can’t accept anything at face-value, even when we desperately want to. Furthermore, we possess the annoying habit of explaining this fact to others.You begin to notice times when your family laughs at a commercial while you’re debating the effects of its use of gay stereotypes. Your friends might be moved to tears during a heart-warming drama, but you’re busy identifying the replication of racial power dynamics. And when you get roped into playing dolls with your little cousin, you interrogate a five-year-old about why boy dolls can’t cook dinner, too.

Even if we spoil a friend’s favorite Disney movie, those things aren’t necessarily all bad – and thinking in a sociological style is important. No matter the field you ultimately end up in, there is tremendous value in questioning a presented “fact,” in understanding different viewpoints, and in recognizing the social assumptions existing within the seemingly mundane. Learning sociology shouldn’t be about memorizing solutions to social woes, but examining the world from a lens that aggregates each piece of the puzzle, and seeing the big picture when most do not.

So remain critical of the world around you. The beauty of the sociologically-enthused is that we aren’t know-it-alls with every answer, but we do know, before we accept anything, what questions should be asked.

— Is sociology ruining your fun? » The Editors’ Desk (via sociolab)

Sometimes it means holding a truth in your mind and consciously ignoring it, but I guess we all have our crosses to bear.  I still think this is better than the alternative.

A Brief History Of Birth Control… From A Hottie

Easy post today!

I’m currently reading a book called

America and the Pill: A History of Promise, Peril, and Liberation

by Elaine Tyler May

I don’t know if I can quite call it ‘a good time’ but I’m enjoying it.  For those of you who don’t feel like reading a book today check out this video starring my latest crush.

Yes, I’m aware, my type is weird.

Lisp, glasses, scrawny, fixes things with science… Why must he be married?

Fantasy Research

I’ve been reading a fantastic book called Yes Means Yes this week and one of the things this book talks a lot about is how girls aren’t raised to honor their sexual desires.

So, straight women, I give you (drum roll please)

Fantasy Research.

(A term coined by my super smart lady friend.  And, totally unrelated, if you’re having any questions about health care reform she has a simple guide)

A few lovely websites to peruse on your own time:

Hunk Du Jour

Mostly models.  You know what I always say, “A hunk a day keeps… what was I saying?”

You Are An Object

Great images, mostly of sexy men of all kinds.  I love that whoever runs the site obviously is a writer and uses the images as inspiration for short stories.  Yay for the internet facilitating multiple forms of art at once!

Boy Gaga

Great for when I’m feeling vengeful at the patriarchy.  I feel like this site objectifies men in ways that the media usually reserves for women.  It simply fills me with delight.

Hang The DJ

Sweet.  Lots of cuddles.  Mostly gay couples but what’s better than looking at one hot guy?  Yep.

And for those of you who dream of hair the way I do.

Fuck Yeah Indie Boys

I just want to run my hands… yeah.

Remember kids:

No shame.  No sex negativity.

I just want to point out that I know that this is a very by-straight-girl-for-straight-girl post and I try not to do that too much.  I know (or hope at least) that this blog has a much more diverse audience than that.  I just wanted to present things that I like and encourage all of you to find whatever that is for you.

Now go find the stuff you like!

Also, actual Pr0n.