Me neither.
Josh, Seth and I watched the second installment of the Star Wars trilogy today. I know there are people who will argue that The Empire Strikes Back is the best of the three, but I usually say I like Return of the Jedi best (the rest of the time I go for the original, which has a nice charm brought on by the fact that it doesn't know yet that "it's Star Wars!"). So I may not have seen this movie since ... well, since the last time my friends and I watched the whole trilogy, freshman year. Everybody slept until noon one Saturday and then eight or so people sprawled out on the floor of the room Sarah and I shared, or on my bed, and watched all three movies; there are pictures of some of us sleeping, drooling, flirting, holding empty (root) beer bottles ... it's like a real college party, only without sex or alcohol or drugs.
While remembering all the things that happen in this movie, I'd forgotten a lot of the details, like how silly Yoda is at first, and how evil Darth Vader acts, and how junior high-esque Han and Leia are. I savored it all.
And since Seth and I are such good hosts, it was only maybe half an hour before Seth asked Josh if he wanted anything. Josh seemed happy to hear that we had raspberry lemonade and that we'd baked cookies last night. Seth brought out the container of cookies, Josh took one and told me, "You and Katie should buy eggs more often!" I laughed; knowing he was thinking that he got brownies and now cookies from just that half-dozen eggs we got last week.
I love the BBC. I found this link irresistable: A new theory about the role of the penis during sex. Scientists believe the shape of the penis may have evolved to help men remove the semen of love rivals during sex. Oh. Okay.
They tested their theory in experiments using latex phalluses, an artificial vagina and a mixture of starch and water. How boring of them! I hope they at least told some nasty jokes to make up for it.
They also say they have evidence, from surveys of students, to indicate that sex tends to be more energetic if the women is suspected of cheating, or if the couple has been apart - suggesting a sub-conscious desire on the part of the man to rid his partner of any trace of another's semen. That's silly. If I were apart from someone with whom I was having sex, it'd probably be more energetic when I saw them again anyway. But then, I'm a female, and as such believe there is some emotional component to all this physical stuff anyway; I can't help it.
The idea does have its detractors. I'm not convinced that just because the penis does something like this it was necessarily designed to have that effect. Also does the sexual position matter - I imagine gravity has some role here. Maybe those missionaries knew something about position after all? Gravity. That's funny. I would say "Who thinks about gravity when they're having sex?" but these are people who are doing things with latex and cornstarch, which is already removed enough from reality.
Josh, Seth and I watched the second installment of the Star Wars trilogy today. I know there are people who will argue that The Empire Strikes Back is the best of the three, but I usually say I like Return of the Jedi best (the rest of the time I go for the original, which has a nice charm brought on by the fact that it doesn't know yet that "it's Star Wars!"). So I may not have seen this movie since ... well, since the last time my friends and I watched the whole trilogy, freshman year. Everybody slept until noon one Saturday and then eight or so people sprawled out on the floor of the room Sarah and I shared, or on my bed, and watched all three movies; there are pictures of some of us sleeping, drooling, flirting, holding empty (root) beer bottles ... it's like a real college party, only without sex or alcohol or drugs.
While remembering all the things that happen in this movie, I'd forgotten a lot of the details, like how silly Yoda is at first, and how evil Darth Vader acts, and how junior high-esque Han and Leia are. I savored it all.
And since Seth and I are such good hosts, it was only maybe half an hour before Seth asked Josh if he wanted anything. Josh seemed happy to hear that we had raspberry lemonade and that we'd baked cookies last night. Seth brought out the container of cookies, Josh took one and told me, "You and Katie should buy eggs more often!" I laughed; knowing he was thinking that he got brownies and now cookies from just that half-dozen eggs we got last week.
I love the BBC. I found this link irresistable: A new theory about the role of the penis during sex. Scientists believe the shape of the penis may have evolved to help men remove the semen of love rivals during sex. Oh. Okay.
They tested their theory in experiments using latex phalluses, an artificial vagina and a mixture of starch and water. How boring of them! I hope they at least told some nasty jokes to make up for it.
They also say they have evidence, from surveys of students, to indicate that sex tends to be more energetic if the women is suspected of cheating, or if the couple has been apart - suggesting a sub-conscious desire on the part of the man to rid his partner of any trace of another's semen. That's silly. If I were apart from someone with whom I was having sex, it'd probably be more energetic when I saw them again anyway. But then, I'm a female, and as such believe there is some emotional component to all this physical stuff anyway; I can't help it.
The idea does have its detractors. I'm not convinced that just because the penis does something like this it was necessarily designed to have that effect. Also does the sexual position matter - I imagine gravity has some role here. Maybe those missionaries knew something about position after all? Gravity. That's funny. I would say "Who thinks about gravity when they're having sex?" but these are people who are doing things with latex and cornstarch, which is already removed enough from reality.
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Date: 2003-08-06 07:59 pm (UTC)but you weren't asking me...
this study does seem to go right in line with evolutionary biology, though... the entire thinking there is "how do i get my genes, and not some other guy's, onto the next generation?" hopefully reaching that end didn't fuck away any objectivity from this study, though...
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Date: 2003-08-07 02:10 am (UTC)I'd like to think that "fuck away objectivity" is some sort of pun in this case, but I can't quite figure out how...
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Date: 2003-08-06 08:44 pm (UTC)(Feel free to groan.)
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Date: 2003-08-06 09:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-07 02:07 am (UTC)And besdies, even if a woman is going to have sex with more than one guy, she's probably not going to do it in quick enough succession for this penal scooping action to have much effect. At least, that's what I'd think. But then I'm not having any sex now, much less with lots off people.
Correction for the day...
Date: 2003-08-07 06:30 am (UTC)Re: Correction for the day...
Date: 2003-08-07 07:30 am (UTC)Fun with Generalizations! ;)
Date: 2003-08-07 12:24 am (UTC)But then, I'm a female, and as such believe there is some emotional component to all this physical stuff anyway; I can't help it.
Aherm! Oh yes, of course. Right. Myself, being *male* and all, I am inherently driven to keep my genitals and my emotions miles apart! They do, in fact, dwell in separate counties! The restraining order demands that my sense of self-satisfaction not enter a thirty-mile radius of my testicles under penalty of lethal force.
Its a harsh, embittered world inside our bodies. Now if only I could could find the safehouse that my lungs ran to when they could withstand any more abuse from the pancreas.
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Date: 2003-08-07 05:22 am (UTC)They tested their theory in experiments using latex phalluses, an artificial vagina and a mixture of starch and water.
Leave it to scientists. If I had governement funds to study this, I would use real vaginas and my penis. For scientific purposes only!
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Date: 2003-08-07 07:35 am (UTC)