I’m the Slut in the Grocery Store

LauraALord's avatar Laura A. Lord

I am your sexy eye candy.

I’m only here for you to stare at, to whistle at, to mumble comments under your breathe like some creepy mustached pervert.

This is obviously what I want.

This is why I came here.

I got up this morning and chose clothing based solely on how I thought you would react.

I was looking for a reaction.

To the guy I met in the grocery store today…is this what you think of me? Because when I walked past you, toting my little shopping basket, you paused in the aisle. Your eyes did an exaggerated roving gesture, full head tilt and all, from my feet to my chest and back down. You never even made eye contact with me.

“Damn that looks good,” you said.

That?

That as in my dress, because you can’t have it. It won’t fit you and it really isn’t your…

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Before You Start Arguing About Hobby Lobby

theboeskool's avatarThe Boeskool

…. Please consider a few things.

Q: Know what happens when fewer women have access to birth control? A: The number of unwanted pregnancies goes up. And guess what happens when there are more unwanted pregnancies…. You guessed it–More abortions. So there’s something to think about….

"The court, I fear, has ventured into a minefield." ~ Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg “The court, I fear, has ventured into a minefield.” ~ Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg

You know what? The family who runs Hobby Lobby is probably really nice. I’ve never met them, but I’d be willing to bet that if my wife and I ate dinner at their house, at the end of the night we’d would walk out the giant front door, get our minivan from the valet, and while we were driving home we’d talk about what nice people they were (right after we’d gotten done talking about how ridiculously huge their house was). And you know what? The same is probably true for most of…

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Real Life Mystery: Looking for Answers. Where is Rob Harrington?

Real Life Mystery: Looking for Answers. Where is Rob Harrington?.

Real Life Mystery: Looking for Answers. Where is Rob Harrington?

Today I’m posting something from a friend.
Jamee Lynn Harrington lost her father. He vanished 10 years ago. Her family is trying to find out what happened. Her sister Candi Pontinen has set up a site to help hire someone to help.

Please read and follow the link.

From Jamee:

He’s my Father- everyone says they know what happened, but they don’t know what happened, I’m sure a private investigator could find answers if we could hire one. I’d appreciate any help available. I love this man too pieces, and closure for everyone would be really nice for this man who worked in inporting and exporting, and knows people all over the world.

From The Toronto Sun:

Five years ago, his four children held a memorial service for Rob Harrington after a Toronto homicide detective told them he was dead.
But now the same police service insists it has no evidence that Harrington was murdered and they still consider him a missing person. Leaving them more confused than ever.
It’s been nine years since their father simply vanished from their lives.
Nine years of missed birthdays and holidays, nine years of unanswered questions and perplexing searches. After all this time, Cadi Harrington just wants to know what happened to her dad, even if it means learning the worst.
“We just want to know one way or the other, a solid concrete answer just so I can stop looking at people on the street and thinking that they’re him,” explains his 29-year-old daughter.
So she is appealing to her father directly through the Toronto Sun, hoping that he might see this and get in touch. Because deep down, she still believes that he must be alive.
“I’ve got three kids; he’s a grandpa,” says the Ajax mom. “They want to know who he is, they want him in their lives. We don’t care that it’s been so long, we just want to pick up the pieces and be a family again.”
She quickly admits her father was a shady character associated with Russian gangsters and may have met with foul play or been forced to go into hiding. Divorced from their mom, the 47-year-old lived in a basement apartment on Vaughan Rd., worked in “import/export” and spoke often of offshore accounts.
But he was still her dad.
She last spoke to him when he called to wish her happy birthday on Aug. 29, 2004. Her brother was in contact with him a few days later to arrange his tuition instalments for university in Mississippi.
Her sister was scheduled to meet up with him in Toronto on Sept. 4. But Harrington never showed — and no one has heard from him since.
Toronto Police received a report from his neighbour that his apartment window had been smashed, his beloved dog was barking madly and Harrington was nowhere to be found. When she learned from detectives at 13 Division that her father had been reported missing, his daughter began contacting all his friends and colleagues. They were as mystified as she was.
She rang the police station every day for a year, hoping for news. She says her calls were never returned. In May 2012, while speaking to a chatty constable on the desk, she learned that her dad had actually been located in January 2005 but he didn’t want his family notified.
That was diametrically opposed to what they were told in 2008.

Click here for more information including a the funding site and the complete article from The Toronto Sun.

Series Issues: Penny Dreadful’s Season Finale – Grand Guignol

Penny Dreadful news! Fun fun fun.

A. Leon's avatarNever Think Impossible

(Source: Showtime) (Source: Showtime)

Spoilers… one last time.

We’ve seen the crazy and the demonic appear in the screen for seven episodes of Penny Dreadful. I am sold, not on a potential series, but on a series that was consistently great at all times and excellent for more episodes that other TV shows can ever wish for. The quality of the dialog brought about a certain air of rich and lush that made some scenes feel like works of art.

As Miss Vanessa Ives gives Sir Malcolm Murray another hopeful clue as to the location of her daughter Mina, we can’t stop wondering what will these two characters do when their mutual usefulness ends. That will be resolved before the credits roll, but first we’ll finally get one resolution from Sir Malcolm that’s long overdue: if he can’t save his daughter, he will end her suffering. The clue is a line…

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Time to get political: A sad day for American Women

I’m going to rant. If you don’t like it or the title of this post you can go look for cute cat pictures or move to a country where women have no rights.

Birth control has nothing to do with religion.

People who want to control a woman’s medical choices does not do it for the sake of God. God says nothing about birth control and doesn’t give a shit about birth control.

It is all about controlling women. It is all about pretending to be God. It is all about power. It is all about an agenda built on hate for women. It is about hate for your employees.

Not allowing female employees of a company to control their own health decisions is sexual harassment.

I am ashamed that our highest court ruled for Hobby Lobby.

It is a shame and a sad day for America and for freedom.

I remember when I was young and my health insurance did not cover birth control. It covered everything else. That made no sense. It was barbaric.

So FUCK YOU HOBBY LOBBY. I’m ashamed you’re an American company. I’m ashamed that you got what you want. There is a special place in Hell waiting for you.

 

 

“The Patron Saint of Pretentious Halfwits” – the New Book by Damien Tavis Toman

Looks like a lot of fun. Love the description so I am adding this to my summer reading list.

dttoman's avatarThe Damien Tavis Toman Memorial Society

We are pleased to announce that Damien Tavis Toman has released a new collection which includes, in addition to previously unpublished confessional material, a substantial amount of FICTION–consisting mostly of ghost-stories penned over the last five years.  Indeed, The Patron Saint of Pretentious Halfwits: Tales, Reflections, and Nightmares is a book filled with ghosts.  Haunting its two hundred pages one will find not only spooks of the more traditional order, but phantoms of faith, specters of regret, restless shades of longing, and–as the characteristically self-deprecating title suggests–more than a few wraiths of wit and whimsy.  Download your own copy of The Patron Saint of Pretentious Halfwits today from the Damien Tavis Toman collection at the Internet Archive.

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