Readers, Your Opinions, Please

OK, ok, I got curious about Elise Sutton.  I downloaded her Female Domination last year around this time, and couldn't quite muster through it.  Typographical errors are quite a distraction.  So, dear readers, I'm curious. Opinions?  Good?  Bad?  Ugly?  Anyone read In Search of Wanda yet?  Suggestions?  Please advise at y'all's earliest convenience.  I'll even put the e-mail link back up.  BUT--on one condition--NO STALKERS.  You wanna stalk something?  Go find some celery.  I have books to review.  Thanks!

Uniquely Rika

This is what I am currently reading, and I rather like it.  It's a different approach, written by a woman.  I find it highly readable and far different from the hate-fueled literature of Elise Sutton and others who feel the only way is their way.  I'll keep you posted.

New Fiction?

I found the following author through one of the strangest Amazon searches I could ever imagine.  I went there looking for a book of Fair Isle glove and mitten patterns.  I was also directed to--erotica from a woman named Louisa Burton, who writes a series known as The Hidden Grotto.  If I can find out what Fair Isle (or, more specifically, fingerless) gloves have to do with BDSM and Victorian-era erotica, y'all will be the first to know.  Right now, I only have samples, but I'll let you know what I think.

A Slightly Different Direction on This Blog

Oh, heavens, the stuff I see in videos.  Ok, ok, let me back up a sec.

I was checking my mail on Yahoo--apparently, none of my friends actually like me--no shock there, and no mail, either.

While there, I saw a video that, had I finished watching it, would have had me bawling like a baby and I'd have to call off work for the rest of my life.  The video was about a group called ARME that does animal rescue, and they have a special project, Project Beagle, in which they just rescued about 10 beagles from a science research facility in. . . Spain, was it?  Anyway--the video showed them getting the dogs into a van, in which they were secured so they could go--to a local park and run around a little.  These dogs had been in cages their entire lives.  As in--born in a cage, taken from their caged mother, put in another cage, used for experiments.  They had never been outside. . . . ever.  My heavens, I'm getting weepy just writing this.  OK.  So. . . . it was touching and sad and I wanted to unleash a victory howl to beagles everywhere.

So this got me curious about the Anti-Vivisection League, which I believe I'll be donating to and joining.  AAVS eventually got me over to Beaute Mineral cosmetics, which I'll try after Christmas.  That, in turn, led me to Girls, Inc.  While perusing their site, I have found that there is no Girls, Inc., in my area.  I'm female.  My mom, my nieces, my aunts, and a majority of my friends are. . . . female.  I think we need a Girls, Inc. in my area.  I think it'll be a little different around here.

Me Being Me

I got a delightful comment in regard to me kvetching in regard to my hair, and this of course made me think of a lot of things--Megadeth's Sweating Bullets, Betty Wright's Real Woman (hey!  What's this I hear about a MOVIE?  A MOVIE?  About BETTY WRIGHT?  Oooooooooo, shoot, I'd much rather watch that than all this chick-flick bullshit and those stupid Twilight flicks!), Toni Braxton's He Wasn't Man Enough for Me, and a little side project that I've had going on in my head, that I really need to commit to paper SOON before I forget about it.  Damn!  Ever wish there were 48 hours to each day, like Chaka Khan suggested in Tell Me Something Good?  I know I do!

OK, OK, so here's the gist of this post.  After my little kvetch session, I got a delightful comment from someone going by Friz.  So, hello Friz, and thanks for reading and your delightful comment!  I think I need to change up the hair.  The bob--has been delightful fun, and it really has added an air of authority to an already-authoritative demeanor.  However--the trims are maddening, this shit's gettin' thick and knotted, and I need to wear something that doesn't get caught in my glasses.  IF I get this done anytime soon, I'll post pictures.

This also made me think--a lot of women hold onto the hair--the length, the color, the wave, the bounce, and all that delightful bullshit.  But this is what gets me--a lot of these women, in my opinion, would look a helluva lot better--if they would just cut it off.  Or at least cut it back, or wear it up, so you can see what a beautiful face she has.  A lot of people say it's down to confidence.  In my opinion, if you are a woman who works her own job, makes her own money, and digs her own vibe, why wouldn't you want the world to see you in all your fabulous glory?  Does a woman's hair make her more feminine?  Maybe, if that's her personal style and her personal vibe.  What makes me feel more feminine and confident?  My mind.  The way I walk into a room and everyone turns to look.  The way I can answer a question and quietly command attention, without even speaking.  But I'd rather look someone in the eye straight on, rather than through my damn bangs.

Enjoy the musical interlude, Readers, while I make a decision.  I'll post pictures.

Hello, me, meet the REAL me!

So many reasons. . . . 

Ein Kleine Goth Musik

For some reason, I have Rob Zombie's Dragula stuck in my head (no, this isn't a bad thing).  I have always thought that if there are cheerleaders in Hell (and oh am I ever sure there are, and YES I am their Squad Leader!) that this would be the song they would do their dance routines to.  And then, whilst perusing YouTube, I found this 

Identity Crisis

Or maybe not. . .  see, I've never had any problem with me being me, though lots of others have.  And to those people, I proudly flip the bird and allow my freak flag to billow in their faces.  I need a haircut.  I need a new hair style.  I need to eat.  I need a nap.  I'm just kvetching, don't mind me.  I'll write more later if I feel like it.