I can't even fathom. But I'm also stingy about my hugs with adults.
Giles ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Raccoons'll do that, Zen. Maybe skunks.
Steal catfood dishes, I mean, not cuddle. I'm not encouraging anyone to cuddle wild fauna.
I would rather go to a full-blown (heh) orgy with strangers than cuddle with strangers.
EW.
One of the first, most promising connections I made on OKCupid emailed back and forth for a bit before asking if I wanted to attend a cuddle party. I had never heard of such a thing and did some research. FULL STOP. Nuh and Uh.
Now, lest I be misunderstood, I lived outside with 1500 people for the better part of a year. We were all about piling masses of people in a tent for comfort and warmth. There was loads of affection and connection.
The idea of doing that with people who paid for the privilege? I just couldn't.
The thing that bothered me the most was the extensive list of rules and the assurance that monitors patrolled the perimeter at all times.
DANGER WILL ROBINSON!! Those rules were put into place for a reason. Ick.
I love cuddling, but I have a, you know, husband to do it with. And if we're talking genuinely non-sexual, Seabiscuit is really a world class snuggler, and comes with bonus soft furry outer layer for winter snuggly warmth.
My pacifist Mennonite buddy who goes and reasons with Columbian druglords and paramilitaries who are trying to shoot farmers just sent me a link to that youtube video of the food court hallelujah chorus flash mob. I am having some serious cognitive dissonance. Not least with the basic concept of my straw hat, blue shirt and suspenders wearing buddy even knowing what a flash mob is.
Speaking of warmth, the heater just kicked on, and I wussed out of building the fire last night so I should probably go do that tonight.
Raccoons'll do that, Zen. Maybe skunks.
I'm glad you said that! I was wondering if maybe it could have been a raccoon or a skunk, but I thought maybe that was nuts. I saw where some of the kibble had spilled down the driveway, so either it was a hasty and careless human thief, or a small mammal with semi-functional hands. I looked around for the bowl, figuring a small mammal couldn't have carried it far, and didn't find it, but today was trash day, so the trash guys could have picked up the bowl thinking it was escaped garbage, especially if it had broken.
I'd rather believe it was raccoons than a human thief. One, I don't care if raccoons might be peering in my windows, and two, I can't deal with the idea of a human who wants a catfood bowl that badly.
I would rather go to a full-blown (heh) orgy with strangers than cuddle with strangers.
Seriously, yes. It takes more vetting for me to get a good hug than a decent lay. I have to like you, maybe even respect you, to hug you.
Wait, do I sound trampy?
I think orgies and cuddle parties are similar in that there are set, managed expectations regarding sex - no surprises, no stress (ideally).
SUPRISE BONERS YOU HAVE TO JUST....WAIT OUT.
Nuh-huh. Homie don't play that. Either boners are sanctioned or endorsed, or I'm not playing.