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UPDATED: 8 Weirdest Places In America – Cheezy Americana

Cadillac Graveyard

Cadillac Graveyard. Yup. Ass-end up. In the dirt.

Today, for your traveling pleasure I present you all with The 8 Weirdest Places In America that I plan to visit.

There’s 9 if you count this blog. Bonus for you!

As you know, I like touring brothels. I love seeing the weirdest of the weird, the strangest of the strange. No really, I’m freaky like that.

Particularly fond of these American Absurdities, I affectionately call this collection of bizarre sights and wacky places I’d like to visit ‘Cheezy Americana’. Vegas is a city based on Cheezy Americana. I love it in all it’s glittery and wacky tackiness.

Since you seem like my cheezy blog, I thought you all might like other things “Cheezy Americana”.

I made a list for you. You’re welcome. Continue reading UPDATED: 8 Weirdest Places In America – Cheezy Americana

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Brothels 100 Years Ago, and Tantric Sex Today

Tantric lovemaking

Tantric lovemaking

Brothels 100 Years Ago, and Tantric Sex Today

(I’m not suggesting those two things are related. I think.)

NSFW (Not Safe For Work), or the faint of heart.

Recently a friend and I were chatting while strolling the streets of a local festival and the conversation, as it often can with me, drifted to sex.

Really, it happens. Often.

He’s a friend and frequent reader of this site. *swoon* He was asking me about my experiences with the Tantric sexual massage video I mentioned in this post about sexual confidence, such as why some people I’ve shared it with seemed intimidated by it. With the exception of the guy who sent it to me, and was more than happy to try it when we were dating (sadly, we never got around to that), most other men I’ve sent it to have seemed intimidated by me afterward.

Several of you have read my previous posts mentioning my desire to practice this. Sting is probably the most famous practitioner of Tantric sex, having a reported 8-hour ‘journey’ with his wife. Lucky gal! Continue reading Brothels 100 Years Ago, and Tantric Sex Today

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Sexual Confidence: Can You Handle It?

Mirroring: one of the methods practiced in Tantra.

Do sexually confident women scare men or is this an attractive quality?

Really, I want to know. My sexual confidence and security has intimidated more than a few boyfriends. It’s a running theme. And, sadly, the older and more confident I get, the more I seem to intimidate them. So it’s not like it’s going away and I have no intention of squashing it.

But I’m about ready to give up all efforts at finding a match.

Before you let your kinky imaginations run wild… I don’t even get a chance to bring out the whips and chains before they get scared (read: ‘sudden loss of interest below the waist’).

I’m kidding about the whips and chains. Kind of.

Seriously, I’m not even a screamer, much. I just enjoy sex and am not shy about it, or talking about it.

Is that intimidating to men? Continue reading Sexual Confidence: Can You Handle It?

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We Say ‘Dude’ In These Here Parts

There's a magazine about this?

I’m fascinated by linguistics, especially the colloquialisms specific to a certain region. We all have them, and those little words can give an indication of where you grew up, or lived for many years.

Also when you grew up.

A friend is visiting from Minnesota. He’s never been to California so I’m showing him the sights. The other day I used the word ‘dude’ when relaying some meaningless important story to him.

Yes, maybe I’m a hopelessly outdated Californian, but that’s not the point.

He’s been here three weeks and I’m the first person who’s said ‘dude’ to him. WTF? Continue reading We Say ‘Dude’ In These Here Parts

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Who Bought Your Sex Toys?

My friend: “Who do you think buys more sex toys, men or women?” . . . → Read More: Who Bought Your Sex Toys?

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Drinking and Smoking: My Childhood Memories

I learned to mix drinks, quite well actually, and we all had a grand time drinking up the liquor cabinet after school. When the booze would run low, Dad would just replace it. Awesome. *hiccup* . . . → Read More: Drinking and Smoking: My Childhood Memories

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Embarrassing Moments in Underwear – I’ll show you mine…

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In honor of Wicked Girls Think It’s “NPD” on Saturday, April 24th this post is about underwear. (If you don’t know what ‘NPD’ is yet, check out Wicked Shawn’s post Wicked Wednesday Q&A from 4/14. Scroll to Question #1, by yours truly. Note that the date IS Saturday, April 24th, not the 23rd as in my comment.)

I’ll wait, but come back after you’ve read about NPD. (I’d say what it is here, but you know, my parents still read my blog. Although, they’ll probably stop after reading this post.)

As I was saying, in honor of NPD, I’ve decided to share a few embarrassing underwear moments, not all of them mine. Heh heh.

I’ll show you mine, you can show me yours later. In the comments, or by email: swtrpnzl (at) aim (dot) com. Pictures are accepted.

I reserve the right to repost your pictures and blog about them. So if you send ‘em, you’d better be proud of ‘em. (Moooooog35, ‘picture proof’ was your idea. I’ll be looking for yours.)

For your pleasure, three embarrassing underwear moments… Continue reading Embarrassing Moments in Underwear – I’ll show you mine…

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Cat-ass-trophe

Checkers, The Kibble Wrangler

I am owned by a cat. Those of you who know me well know Checkers, The Kibble Wrangler, is my world.

MY. WORLD.

Yes, I am a crazy cat lady.

Love me, love the cat. It’s a package deal.

Now that we’ve established that, realize that she can do little wrong. This will become evident as this story progresses.

My sister, Chickenbone, used to always ask, “How can you have a cat? There’s that whole stinky litter box that needs to be scooped all the time, there’s the barfing on the carpet. All that’s just gross.” (I retorted with some quip about children and diapers. I do not have kids. She now has a cat/litter box and a kid/diapers. I win.)

Yes, kitty poop is gross, as is the occasional cling-on (poo stuck to butt fur), but it’s so inconsequential when compared to the unconditional love she gives.

MY. WORLD., People.

This post is in honor of her approaching 16th birthday. Happy Birthday Checkers, from the interwebs! (Yup, she gets gifts and special treats on her birthday just like I do. Mine is coming before hers. Feel free to send gifts to both of us. My email address in on my About page. She wants a big cat tree. I want a tropical vacation.)

On with the cat-ass-trophe… Continue reading Cat-ass-trophe

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Sex in Carson City: My Trip to The Brothels – UPDATE

Have you ever been to a brothel? Of course you have! Well I have, too. Three, actually. All on the same day. I’m a studdette like that. . . . → Read More: Sex in Carson City: My Trip to The Brothels – UPDATE

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My First Brush With The Law

It was a match made in heaven: Three gals, three guys, a wee party, and an illegal bonfire. . . . → Read More: My First Brush With The Law

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