By Valerie on August 14, 2011
I bet you all were afraid I wouldn’t post any more after I quit the 100 days thing. Well you’re wrong.
I bet you all have been wondering what I’ve been doing with my brain in all this quiet and solitude…
Well, I’ve come up with a flow chart to help you decide when to, well… you know… Continue reading »
Posted in geek, utter bloody silliness Tagged advice, dating, humour, naked, relationships, sex, utter bloody silliness
By Valerie on July 20, 2011
Brain Eno said something really mind blowing when he spoke here at the Jack Singer last winter – okay he actually said 3 hrs of mind blowing stuff, but the thing I dug so much I had to write down was his observation: sex, drugs, and religion have one thing in common – surrender. Surrender is a tough thing for us humans to do, and it takes firing off some major pleasure centres with sex or drugs to make it seem like a good idea.
The dangerous thing with religion, and maybe sex and drugs too, is what you surrender to. Continue reading »
Posted in another 100 days, philosophizing Tagged Brian Eno, Buddhism, drugs, piglet, powerlessness, religion, sex, surrender, virtue, willingness
By Valerie on June 17, 2011
So, I’ve been watching a lot of movies in my downtime. Too dreary outside, and brain still too fried to read much. It helps if you watch movies that aren’t too mentally challenging, hence Bull Durham. Though I put the French subtitles on to see if I couldn’t osmose a second language – I think I’ll get very good at swearing if nothing else (in case I ever run out of English words).
Right, so Bull Durham isn’t just a movie about sex and baseball, and a bit of Walt Whitman thrown in, it is very profound insight into the emotional lives of men Continue reading »
Posted in another 100 days, romantic ponderings Tagged baseball, letting go, men, philosophy, pop-culture, relationships, sex
By Valerie on April 17, 2010
“It’s getting weirder,” my mother said about my web site the other day; one of my best critics, she doesn’t hesitate to tell me what she really thinks. Well, brace yourself mama, you ain’t seen nothing yet. I’ve started writing erotica (as a very legitimate exercise in writing development, I swear!). And no, I am NOT going to post it on the internet, you’re gonna have to go to a bookstore and buy this stuff the old fashioned way. The thing is, I think writing erotica may actually ruin my sex life. Continue reading »
Posted in utter bloody silliness Tagged erotica, humour, love, punctuation, sex, twitter, writing
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