Sexting

    I would have been a horrible sexter. I would have been crazy for this. I would have been sexting all the time, except that I hate those tiny little key boards and even worse using the numeric key pads to write things. But I would have been crazy even so. I would have had the most in shape thumbs ever. I guess I was fortunate in that regard that I missed the smart enough phone to sext on that is not to say that I didn't do my share of the sexy emails. I Never had a cell phone camera sufficient to send sexy pictures though and taking a truly sexy pictures with a cell phone camera is tough in the best of conditions. It is no wonder that more and more people are getting addicted to sex and porn. Technology makes it oh so very easy and private... right there in your right hand after you have wiped all the goop off.

    I wonder though does it make sex better or does it make sex a let down. On the one hand it would allow for foreplay to last all day long so that when you finally get together you just rip each others clothing off. I like that idea plenty. On the other hand it makes it so ubiquitous that it would get boring after a couple weeks unless you got more and more kinky which ultimately leads to... well it takes you away from the true nature of sex which is supposed to be love. If your focus becomes sex and more kinky sex love can get lost.

    Oh yea what brought all this up... Apple got a patent on a sex filter. I personaly dont think it has a chance. Kids will adopt a new slang to circumvent the filter faster than the filterers can keep up. Sort of like the ebonics and Rap languages were adopted to be able to speak freely in prison and not have the guards understand that you were planning a shanking in the showers after dinner.

I have noticed

    I have noticed lately that my bloggy stuff has changed as of late. Where as in months gone by most of my blogs were of a internal personal nature and typically about unhappy sex related stuff. They have now, with the exception of the FFF thing, become more external and less personal.
I wonder if that means that I have turned a corner regarding my issues with sex and addictions and other would be inappropriate things on the internet. I hope so. I feel that this could very well be he case. I know that I don't experience intrusive thoughts about sex during the day. My thoughts are more or less work and living related not sex related. I used to experience very intrusive thoughts about sex and porn all through the day, now not so much.
    I have the occasional flare up to be sure, but they don't last very long and are much lower intensities than before.
    At once I am happy for that and miss the thoughts as well. I suppose that is sort of akin to how a kidnapping victim might feel after their release.

Sex Sells

    I read recently that there was a study preformed on shoppers. It seems that shoppers get the same sort of "high" as they might in sex when they get a great deal.

    I don't know about that really but it makes me wonder if years of social conditioning hasn't contributed to this phenomenon somehow. Decades of selling with sex or so closely associating purchases with sex might have really collectively goofed out heads with regards to shopping.

I wonder…

    I wonder that deer and other wild life animals must feel about Field and Stream magazine the way I feel about this magazine. Apparently there are articles in this magazine that tell how to spesifically kill Americans and how to cause the most terror. Oh goodie

Words

    I think I might have a new word... Mouseturbation. I looked it up at Urban Dictionary and it was there but a different use something about clicking on the mouse so fast and furiously that the sound it might be confused for masturbation.

    I thought the more proper use was while trolling porn sites using a mouse to navigate from site to site, picture to picture and video to video...