Entries Tagged as 'lust'

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

Happy 60th Birthday, Bruce. I think.

A funny thing happened when I went to Youtube this morning in search of an early Bruce Springsteen video, to post here in celebration of Bruce’s 60th birthday. I expected to find some rocking footage that would bring back the…..well, yes, the glory days of the Bruce I first saw in Milwaukee in 1975, the […]

Wednesday, July 9th, 2008

#62: Don’t Be Shocked By A Touch of Girl-On-Girl

Hold onto your knickers, Grandma: Lots of girls kiss other girls these days. And I’m not talking air kisses. And I mean straight girls. I mean very straight girls, such as pledged virgins who are looking to explore the boundaries of their sexuality without crossing over that thin pink line. Cue old people style reminiscence: […]

Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

#59: Don’t Bogart That Watermelon

Breaking July 4th warning: Eating watermelon, says a new study, can have the same effect as popping Viagra. Yes, ladies and gents, the aging males at your holiday picnic may discover a new fondness for the large pink fruit. The secret ingredient is something called citrulline, according to news reports, and eating a lot of […]

Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

#31: Don’t Lust After The Lifeguard

When you were 13, you had the hugest crush on the lifeguard, who totally ignored you. Then, when you were 19 or 23, the lifeguard may have lusted after you, but you decided he or she was too immature to warrant your attention. When you were 35, you were too busy making sure the kids […]

Monday, June 16th, 2008

#25: Don’t Make Love

It’s not the act of copulation that’s the problem; it’s calling it “making love.” Or “sleeping with.” Or “getting it on.” When young people “do it,” they usually come right out and say “having sex.” Or sometimes (see #6), “hooking up.” Bone, jump, and play may be related words, but I only know that because […]

Thursday, June 12th, 2008

#10: Don’t Lust After Paul McCartney

Sigh. I know, I know. I used to love Paul too. I lay on my bed with the radio pressed to my ear, singing along to “I Want To Hold Your Hand.” Wooo! I wrote Paul a letter trying to persuade him that the difference in our ages and circumstances wouldn’t and shouldn’t stand in […]

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