Flickr is a great way for people to see some other talented people. It also can be a way to see some really funky stuff, but you have to look at that quickly, before the moderator gods strike it down.
But, back to the post, here is the 2nd of Christmas with Flickr, this time from Longwood Gardens.
Sarah Palin is the governor of Alaska and also John McCain's running mate.
Sarah Jessie is a blonde bombshell. Plus there is a slight likeness to the other Sarah.
Gabrielle Giffords is the US Congresswoman from the Tucson area of Arizona. I think I may have donated a few bucks to her last campaign.
I do not know who Gabrielle Lupin is, amazingly it hard to find a starlet named Gabrielle.
Hillary Clinton needs no introduction.
Hillary Scott is one of the biggest names in the adult industry right now.
Yes, it is another vacation, so we have a few filler posts. Starting off with Claires.
Clair McCaskill is the Senator of Missouri, a early Obama endorcer.
Claire Robbins is a porn starlet. Not exactly the prettiest one out there, she makes up for it by being very active.
I figured, all these beautiful athletic bodies needed a showcase somewhere, so let us start the Olympics after dark sexy picture posts. You know Sparky Duck, he likes skin and he likes being an equal opportunity person.
So, enjoy Anna Ivanovic and Rafael Nadal, you can decided who is who
When, I was little, I would play arcade games that made little to no sense. Really, who is Pac-Man and why would I want him to be eating up ghosts. And Galactica? Please, there is no way I am a space pilot.
But, as I got older, the games also matured and while Donkey Kong was all about animal conservation and at least in Zelda, I was attempting to save a princess and a kingdom. And now adays we play games that have high minded goals like defeating terrorists in Las Vegas or getting Northwestern back to the Rose Bowl.
There are still games that make no sense though and that is what I have found in Dead or Alive Extreme 2. Visually stunning, it has no real goal in mind. Obstensibly, its about a resort where scantily clad pixelated women play party games and interact with each other to try and find and keep the correct volleyball partner. But in the end it is just an excuse to see chicks naked.
Gameplay was fairly simple to figure out, it was a game that you could pretty much just pick up and with a little bit of practice, get the hang of, but even after 2 hours of playing, I could not ascertain what the real point was. I guess to get my character that i controlled and then other characters as close to naked as possible.
I can see who the game was angled towards, hormonal young men, except for the fact that the game is rated M for Mature, which means it should be harder for the girlfriendless types to get and by the time you are 18, you should be able to find other ways of stimulating your mind.
Overall, I would say pass, and just try to figure out Rainbow 6 Vegas a little bit more. Now thats a game that needs practice.
you know that the tri state area is in a heap of trouble.
Last night on the news, it was one of those surreal moments when you have to hit the rewind on the TiVo button. First there was a story about ex NJ Governor McGreevey, who had a source come forward yesterday and say that Mr McGreevey, his wife and himself were involved in multiple threesomes together. Now the source was one of McGreevey's chief of staffs (no pun intended) when he was mayor of Woodbridge, so it may not be the most reputable one, however, getting a look at McGreeveys ex, you could actually see it.
Then, as the news showed the new Governor of New York being sworn in to take over for Spitzer, there was a quick blurb about him mentioning that he and his wife were once swingers. Yes, swingers, or at least engaged in sex with multiple partners while married. The good news was at least that they actually did not pay for it, but that is only small small good news.
What happened to the political state leaders that used to just take bribes, or drive 100 mph down the turnpike without seat belts. Ahh, the good ole days.
Yes an old joke, sue me, it still makes me chuckle.
Ahh Elliot Spitzer, Governor of New York and former high powered district attorney, should be lamenting the those in glass houses parable right about now. A man that had one of his feathers as being taking down a couple of New York escort services is now all tangled up in paying for an escort and taking her to Washington DC, which makes it a federal crime. Problematic would be a minor connotation.
There are a few things that strike about this whole fiasco, since truth be told I am an outsider. At least when it came to McGreevey of NJ, he was someone I had met and voted for, Spitzer is just another governor from another state I pay little attention to anymore.
1.Spitzer was done in by the people that he had prosecuted. And I do not mean the drug kingpins, mafia bosses or high class madames. I mean the rich and powerful of Wall Street. He made alot of enemies, rightly or wrongly, in the business world and affected the wallets and pocketbooks of some very powerful people. They were out to get him. The fact that the FBI may have been tipped off by a suspicious activity report or a SARS should not be lost on anyone. That is a banking thing, to try and catch people who maybe laundering money and trying to keep it just under the goverments threshold. If you don't think that for one moment that the bank he had his accounts at was one of the banks hurt by all the regulations in the trading markets that were started by Spitzer, you are underestimating the power of big business.
2.This is also another small hint that Hillary will not be the Democratic nominee, at least in my small humble opinion. Governor Spitzer would have been at least a dark horse when it comes to the position of Attorney General in a Clinton administration. He was one of her Super Delegates and also a fundraiser for her. If the Hill was to be the nominee in the summer, the powers that be that are controlled by a Republican administration would have saved it for the most opportune time. On the eve of the Mississippi primary is not a opportune time, since I could have told you 2 months ago she would have lost the Magnolia State.
Yet, it is still a bit fun to watch, like a train wreck. Plus, we get to learn that there are alot of Escort services alot closer than we all thought.
Trust me, I never thought I would ever be using that as a title, I mean seriously, so many better ways to talk about meaningless random sex. Aren't there?
Anyway, let me direct you over to a little quiz at the Monkey Barn.
A Time to Screw
I figured that I have some pretty sick twisted perverted imaginative readers, so why not let them lose on a Hyperion and Company creation. So wander over, answer the questions and tell em the fine feathered friend said hello. Plus lemme know so I can see your answers.
Going along with the Montana theme of the day, we feature Tera Patrick, a famous Adult Enterntainment Actress born in Great Falls, Montana. She was born in July, 1976 and actually was born with a different name altogether, Linda Ann Hopkins. She is a former Penthouse Pet and is one of those porn stars that you know, even though you don't know who she is by name.
And trust me, it was hard to find pictures with her clothes on.
Now, I had this post all saved up, but then the parents came, and other things pissed me off, causing this post to be delayed and then forgotten and everything else.
Mrs Duck says if she had to pick, she would pick #1 over #2, but she also says I am hotter then both. Which obviously shows she is delusional or at least blind. So, who is hotter?
Jack Wagner
or
Clive Owen
Ok, I am sort of inspired by It's Me Maven, who is a fellow blogathon buddy. But, going off the cartoon tangent, Mrs Duck and I were watching the news on Wednesday and we saw this creepy creepy commercial.
Not Only is 6:30 way to early to be even talking about Viagra, but this song has such a catchy toon, that kids will be singing it all around the house once they get it in there sweet little heads. Never mind that I don't want to picture these guys having sex. Thank the Goddesses for TiVo
Thats out of 4 folks.
I don't know why I have been sitting on this review, but I have. I think my memory was jogged as I was going through my TBR pile and moved Rises the Night over a little bit. And walla, lightening struck.
Colleen actually found my blog once, from some sort of Thursday Thirteen list I threw up and she thought I was a tad bit interesting to read. That meant alot then and after reading her first book, it means even more now.
The Rest Falls Away was a great little read. Like any book that is in a series, it did start a tad bit slow in introducing the characters and describing them all, but after that it really got going. Think of it as a mix of Jane Austen and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, with a stir of steamy thrown in. Then you have this book. It is the first in the Gardella Vampire Hunter series and I can not wait to get into number 2. With about 50 pages to go, I could not set the book down.
Plus, there are larger themes. I don't want to give anything away plot wise, but it also has a great thought process on ones destiny and what one thinks they want and how you struggle with each. Thats some deep stuff.
Plus, Victoria is hot and Sebastian or Max are even some great examples of how to be a man, or at least a spot to get some good tips for the future.
Excellent book, I will delay on reading Rises the Night, just to wait until book 3 comes out so I keep the plot fresh in my head. But, sheesh I don't want too.
On a post last week, I went on and on about the amazing thing that is a red headed woman, or at least this specific red headed woman. And yes Rhi, you are right, more Rachel Morgan than Merry Gentry. But I think Scarlett Johansson will always be Merry to me. But, getting back to where I was, I was joined in my appreciation for red heads. At least by most folks, even some of you ladies in the audience.
But, as usual, Anthony gets me to thinking. He was all for the dark hair, dark eyes bit. And, that was how I got to thinking. The first Mrs Duck, brunette, the real Mrs Duck, brunette. The poor rebound girl, brunette. The one that got away during my newborn single life, brunette. In fact, every girl I have ever had some sort of infatuation for has been a brunette. Now, I love the redheads, I have even hooked up with a red head or two, but the ones that seem to make me want to be a tad more permanent, dark hair!
Now, its not all about sex, but is it? When a man sees a woman in a bar, dorm party, park, or some other scoping joint, the first thing they notice is not the hair color. We do not want to get you naked because of your lovely shade of platinum. But, when you are being more settled and looking to find a mate, you are drawn to other qualities.
Of course, the question is why? Why do hormones kick in when you are in heat, in lust, but the qualities are different when you need a mate. And don't be denying it, you women out their do the same things. Your hookups are based on the ass, or the smoldering eyes. I even think that woman search deeper, for that meaningful connection. Will they provide for me, will the make a good father type person? Men, don't go that far, but I can say for 100% certain that we do all have a type. For me, it seems to be petite brunettes.
I have talked many a time about my love for both the Merry Gentry series by Laurell K Hamilton and the Rachel Morgan series by Kim Harrison. When I get into a fiction book and especially a series of books, I picture the characters in my mind like I am watching a movie or a TV show. For the last few times, I have pictured either Alicia Witt or Nicole Kidman, but that will now change.
Allow me to introduce, Serena Star, this weeks hottie you have never heard of. To me, she fits Merry Gentry perfectly and she is fresh enough to replace Alicia Witt as Rachel Morgan, at least in my mind. Or until some other fresh faced red head comes along.
and yes its true, guys dig redheads.
Credits...
Serena has alot more pictures at her myspace page, as well as her own personal website, so if you like, go check out more.
another credit goes to Rhian, who challenged me to put up this hottie, just to balance out the hottie that she has been showing off day after day after day.
EC is of course, emergency contraception. And while I am not the most knowledgeable about this thing, since I have always figured it was a woman thing, I figured I would repost this post from January 27, 2007. Its a guest post by Mrs Duck, and while it is not Emergency Contraceptive, its contraception and gynecologists, so it will have to do.
Thanks Pam for letting me know.
So today I had quite the fiasco with my gynocologist office. Here is the story... Yesterday, I called the gyno office to schedule my yearly check-up. They scheduled me for the middle of February. Now I take Birth Control pills and I need a refill to get me by till my yearly check-up. This would require ONE refill. They tell me that they cannot refill my perscription until I am seen by a doctor. So that leaves me without my pills for a one month cycle, which as you can guess just annoys me, I am on birth control because I DO NOT WANT (at this time in my life) an unplanned pregnancy. Now let me tell you that I have been a patient here for the last 5 to 6 years. I am not a new patient! They also told me that I am required to come in for a check-up every 4 months. I only ever had a yearly check-up, my health insurance only pays for one visit per year. They have always perscribed me Birth Control pills for 12 months. So of course I tell the person on the phone who is feeding me this crap that this is not true. I asked when my last appt was (January 23, 2006) it is January 23, 2007 which leaves me at ONE YEAR. She refuses to refill my perscription, even though she has now started to stumble over her theory that I am required to be in the office every 4 months. I asked to speak to the doctor, she tells me that the doctor will need to call me back. I said fine and I also said to her that not being on my pills for one month was unacceptable to me, I do not want to interrupt my schedule. It took me months to get adjusted to the BC pills in the past. She says that she will have to doctor call me -- Of course that never happened! I was so mad they act like I am an addict. They are birth control pills for goodness sakes and I have been a patient for over 5 years. I have never been a no show on appointments. I have always abided by there rules.
You gals that are on birth control pills know that it is not something that you just stop and start at your own whim. This is really going to mess me up, not to mention my husband is not going to touch me for the next couple of months. So of course I ask the girls in the office how many times they go to the gyno, everyone of them said ONCE A YEAR. I only asked, because now I am thinking that I am crazy, they all assured me that I was not crazy and that they were just being awful! I have decided that I am going to change Doctors, I mean I could just see it now ... Years from now, my water breaks and they tell me sorry you cannot be admitted into the hospital, because (I cannot even think of a reason this is just so absurd) I am so frustrated by this situation! The answer from the gyno office is just NO and that to me was just absolutely the most unacceptable answer, I hung up the phone and just sat there and thought to myself that I cannot believe this. THEY ARE BIRTH CONTROL PILLS, not Oxycodin.
On a side note, my goodness I am sure my google hits will soar for that title.
But, anyway, sometimes life is a series of amazing coincidences. First I was over at my favorite blogging pirate, Lady Jane Scarlett, and she posted this interesting PSA about Itunes and pornographic material.
Then, in one of those amazing happenings that one finds from time to time, I was settled in to watch Channel 6 news, and they talked about this crazy guy in Wisconsin who was holding one of his neighbors at swordpoint over a porn movie's screams.
So, in the long run there are a few things that can be learned by this series of events.
1.Pirates are still alive and well and sharing the electronic booty
2.Porn movies should be watched with headphones if you are living in an apartment
3.Isnt it shocking that a man who saves women with the sword lives with his mother?
So, socked in due to fever and head congestion and all the fun that goes with it, the wife and I were watching Rules of Engagement on CBS. First off, it might have been the fever talking, but the show was not that bad. Plus, no matter what you think, its not all about David Spade, which is a good thing.
But, the episode itself dealt with a "Birthday Deal". In the grand scheme of things, a Birthday Deal is something that guys ask for on there birthdays that they would not think of getting at any other time. You know, Sportscenter all day, beer for breakfast, assorted sexual favors.
Now of course that got the mind working, and with Valentines Day upon us and all I figured it would be a good time to ask the question. Do my faithful readers have "Birthday Deals", Anniversary Deals or Holiday Deals? We dont have that setup here in the house, though if we did, while I wont go into details, there would surely be cheerleader skirts or a catholic school girl outfit. Anyone brave enough to admit there deals out there?
