January 25th, 2004


Hideous kinky...

While chatting tonight, I thought up a particularly cruel punishment for a submissive who is being bratty in an attempt to get "punished".

A long session of sensory deprivation play with "Badgers, badgers, badgers...."

Just to make things fun, you can get out the nerve wheel for "Snake!"

Live and let dye.

Hair dyeing causes non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.

...especially repeated use of permanent hair dye in darker colors.

(Imagining a cancer ward full of 60 year old Robert Smith / Siouxsie clones...)


So, did these non-Hodgkin's lymphoma victims die from dyeing? You be the judge.


Louis Malle (director, wife of Candice Bergen), avec Brigitte Bardot, 1961.

Charles Lindbergh. Died 1974.

King Hussein of Jordan, center, surrounded by a bunch of equally dead Russians.

Jacqueline Kennedy Onasis

Steve Reeves, former Mr. Universe. Visual, not too abysmal, movie actor.

Mr T with future lymphoma victim. (Hey, I'm not dead yet, foo'!) In remission.

Paul Tsongas, Democratic candidate against Bush the Elder.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez, author, winner of the 1982 Nobel Prize for literature, visiting Castro in the 50's.

William Casey (back in the 40's). Former director of the CIA during the Reagan administration. Personally involved in Iran-Contra "arms for hostages" deal. Creepy dead guy.

Roger Maris *AND* Mickey Mantle, both victims of lymphoma.

Once you look into it, it gets pretty disconcerting. I have to wonder whether there was/is something in other hair products too. (Ever felt like a lab rat?!)

LJ sluttery rewarded.

My post encouraging those contributed to my LiveJournal Crushes to come forward appears to be paying off. I had a nice bit of online chatting recently, and this evening I met up with noressa, who was in town for a convention. It was a very adorable, sparkly experience in a mrowrl! kind of way, and though it was entirely too short, I hope to see more of her in the future. Perhaps it will finally motivate me to pay a call on my uncle and his rapidly reproducing Catholic brood who live near Sacramento. They're the side of the family who got the breeder genes, apparently.

Tonight will probably be mellow-ish. Watching Rabbit-Proof Fence" with Iceblink, maybe hitting the hot tub afterwards, followed by lots of general affection and tucking in, and, of course, a requisite amount of light geeking. Might be on chat after 11 or 11:30, which is really when I should consider sleeping and which is also when I usually start to feel really awake. Figures, of course.

The aftermath of the most recent party has been a bit of a quiet time for me, as I needed some downtime, but there are worse ways to begin a year than with a kickass party followed by flirting. Could be a promising year... !