In Manilla during the 1940’s prostitutes tattooed sex acts on their bodies. They would then proposition English speaking sailors by pointing at the pictures.
The typical lovemaking session averages 15 minutes in length.
The French tickler was invented by a Tibetan monk.
Timmie Jean Lindsey of Houston, TX became the first person to get silicone breast implants in 1962.
The average bra is designed to last for only 180 days of use.
A study of pet owners found that 66% claimed they allowed their pets to remain in the bedroom during intercourse.
It takes a sperm one hour to swim seven inches.
In earlier times, virginity on one’s wedding night was of the greatest importance. To prove that the bride was a virgin, it was customary that the couple would display the bloodstained bedsheet for all to see once the wedding was consummated.
In Cali, Colombia, a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the first time this happens, her mother must be in the room to witness the act.
The first known contraceptive was crocodile dung, used by the Egyptians in 2000 B.C. It was replaced with elephant droppings when they realized it wouldn’t work.
In Santa Cruz, Bolivia, it is illegal for a man to have sex with a woman and her daughter at the same time.
I was reading along, all unsuspecting like, over at Red’s place yesterday, when this post she had done on the old and new versions of the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory movies got me a thinking…and yes it did hurt my wee little brain.
Any how…I remembered back to the days of running home from school as fast as my feet would take me, to catch the
Wonderful World of DisneyIt’s so different than what the kids watch now after school. It was great to welcome in to my living room Walt Disney and occasionally his little friend that knew about everything, Ludwig von Drake (Donald Ducks uncle). Each day was a new surprise of what you would see, Davy Crockett, stories about Disneyland, short character cartoons, and the ones I absolutely loved were the little stories that they would do with the animals in the wild, you know the ones, they were called True-life adventures. They had all the fun little episodes of bear cubs and deer romping around in the wild to African wildlife and adventures under the sea with everything in between, all with that man that would narrate exactly what the animals were thinking. I really liked that the animals didn’t talk…I liked the narrator!
So, how at this point does this relate at all to Red’s post about remakes of old movies…remember the classic version of the Incredible Journey, the one with the narration, classic Disney? Ya…the newer version sneakily titled
Homeward Bound: The Incredible Journey was OK…just not the same, I was not as impressed. But sharing my favorite with younger generations doesn’t always go over so well. And I’m not saying that I hate the newer option, I was very impressed at the choice of the animals voices, Don Ameche and Sally Fields’ characters’ did a remarkable job enlightening Michael J Fox’s, Chance, to be a better dog when they got home. But it’s not the same as just looking into the big brown eyes of the Labrador to see that he might not make it, and then seeing the love from the eyes of the cat and bullterrier that won’t leave him behind…it’s magnificent. I guess that everyone has their favorite, but for me I like the traditional one. To each their own…
I’m sure as every child I wondered, naturally, why only Disney characters and pop princesses had a soundtrack to their lives. I thought on quite a regular basis that if I only had musical interludes to prepare me for upcoming events, that possibly I could weather the heartbreaks of loves lost (Your in love Wilson Phillips) and I would know the proper time to have my first kiss (Kiss Dean Martin) and could have passed gym class (Eye of the Tiger Survivor) and US history (America Neil Diamond) with flying colors . Even the day I wrecked my ‘67 Chevy I could have dealt with it a little better (Manic Monday Bangles). A Day out with friends (Little Honda Beach Boys) or cleaning the house(True True Housewife Alabama), a day at the office (Working for a living Huey Lewis), driving the dog to the vet (Hound Dog Elvis), or walking to the mailbox (Send me an Angel Scorpions), can you just imagine when the old man got home in the evening…the “what’s for dinner?” (Hungry like a Wolf Duran Duran) and “let’s get it on” (Are you ever gonna love me Holly Dunn) turn in to a little song and dance? Even the embarrassing moments could have been turned around, everyone at some point has asked someone they are with “do you remember that guys name…hurry he is on his way over here” (You know my name Chris Cornell) and the neighborhood kids would know if they had pissed me off (If looks could kill Heart) without me actually having to strangle them. I’m not sure…maybe it could get a little old taking out the trash can (That Smell Lynyrd Skynyrd) and my bishop may not really want everyone’s take for religion (Faith George Michael, Like a Prayer Madonna, Don’t stop believing Journey).
I have begged to work at the office closer to my home for 2 years now, and this week, the receptionist that is normaly there is off, so here I am. Just seven blocks away from home and I love that it took me like 2 minuets to get here…and at the price of gas I just drove my little buggy (top down, wind in my hair). But now that I’m actually here…I just feel a little out of place.
I normally work for 6 doctors, and between all the staff at the regular office there is about 60 people that staff that office. Here I have the Doctor as in just 1, the nurse, the x-ray/ lab person and myself. It’s not that I don’t know or like the other folks here…I just don’t really have anything to chat with them about. I have been sitting at my desk, just working away like a good little girl, and I hear the nurse and lab girl chatting it up, laughing and joking. I just feel like I’m in a little box all to myself today. Oh well…it’s a nice change, I guess…
Little Miss Red and Mumhave so kindly chosen little ol’ me to receive this beauty of an award…
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I’m so grateful for another thing to add to my little award page (mostly because I don’t have to dust anything there).
I’m going to pass this little beauty along to five folks (blogs) that I think deserve a little pat on the back for their contribution to the blog neighborhood…and I’m a little late getting around so if you have received this from another, don’t stress it. I just want to let ya know that I think your doing a grand job, keep up the great work! My choices this time are a little off from the normal, they are a few places I hang out because I really like them for what they are…they don’t proclaim to be anything else.
White Coat Rants for the great info about the world behind the desk at the ED
Here are the rules for theFive I have chosen: 1) Choose 5 blogs that you consider deserving of this award based on creativity, design, interesting material, and overall contribution to the blogger community, regardless of the language. 2) Post the name of the author and a link to his or her blog by so everyone can view it. 3) Each award-winner has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that has given her or him the award. 4) The award-winner and the presenter should post the link of the “Arte y pico“blog , so everyone will know the origin of this award. 5) Please post these rules.
