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Monday, March 02, 2009
 
RESURGENCE
So remember when I was blogging for a bit about having surgery back in October 2008? Like 4 months ago? Well, after a resurgence of my presurgical symptoms (including acid surging into my esophagus) I had some tests which revealed that my Nissen Fundoplication had "slipped" -- a kind of surgical relapse. Not a full-blown, stitches-ripped undoing, but enough slippage to require... A DO-OVER! I tried my best to console my surgeon.

SURGEON: Supposedly this happens about 7% of the time after this procedure, but I feel terrible....
UD: It's okay, man. It happens to a lot of surgeons.
SURGEON: (sniffling) Not to me, man. Not to ME.
UD: Shh... It's okay.
SURGEON: Sniff!
UD: Buck up, guy! Hey. Hey! Look at me, do I seem upset? Huh?
SURGEON: No....
UD: We can go again in 20 minutes, okay?

But really, it'll happen later in March. Still covered by my insurance!


THIS NEXT BIT IS DIRTY, SO IF THERE ARE ANY TEENAGERS READING, MAKE SURE YOUR PARENTS LEAVE THE ROOM.
When I was a teenager just starting to mess around with sex, I was typically eager, nervous, and clueless. I assumed that, even though I was interested in advancing quickly to more mature sexual activities, most girls were not. Why I thought this is not wholly clear, but I blame society [shakes fist at society]. I have come to find that this was not necessarily true, but I couldn't have known that at the time without engaging in open discussion, which I viewed as a grave violation of etiquette, as well as totally uncool. Sexual beings always know what they are doing without talking about stuff. Right?
      Remembering my first experiments fooling around with girls, I blush. They usually happened at big sleepovery parties with a bunch of teens strewn around the living room floor. (I think parents thought "well they can't get into too much trouble that way" -- and they were kinda right.) The fumbly hookups usually went something like this:
  1. Lie near girl for a long time, both of us pretending to sleep.
  2. Inch closer and closer to girl until touching.
  3. Eight hours later, begin kissing.
  4. After seven hours of kissing, attempt to touch girl's body.
  5. Slowly move locus of touching towards chest.
  6. ADVANCED ONLY: attempt to move locus of touching towards pubis.
After 85 consecutive hours of making out without achieving climax, I was in the throes of the very real affliction called Blue Balls (Ha! I love you, Wikipedia!). I now think I dealt with this situation poorly. My standard procedure was as follows:
  1. Excuse myself.
  2. Go to the bathroom.
  3. Bring myself to climax by breathing towards or even staring sternly at my throbbing adolescent wang.
  4. Spend ten minutes cleaning imperial quart of ejaculate from plumbing, walls, light fixtures.
  5. Return to living room floor and fall asleep with no explanation.
Very smooth, right? I can reconstruct my motivations: I didn't want to make a mess; I didn't want to surprise the girl; I did not EVER want to assume her interest in participating, and in fact I assumed she would be revolted by the process. I thought I was being thoughtful. But I now understand that I was being an inconsiderate ogre. AN OGRE!
     I doubt I've gotten a whole lot smoother since then, but I am much more comfortable with transparency and open discussion. In hindsight, I think I should have said something like this: "So listen. After fooling around with you for the last 97 hours, I am about to ejaculate powerfully. Would you like to be involved in that experience? If not, I understand completely. If so, let's sneak to the bathroom and see if we can make some magic happen. Maybe we'll learn a thing or two. But at the very least it will be an ADVENTURE!"

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DISALLOWED FOREVER

"I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you!"
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"from whence"
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"...the exception that proves the rule"
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any use of the question "spit or swallow?"
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the phrase "drop trou"
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fake-o reviewer verbs:
"penned" for wrote
"helmed" for directed
"lensed" for whatever
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"expat"
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the euphemism
"passed away"
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pronouncing merci beaucoup as "mercy buckets!"
(see also: "grassy-ass!")



PET PEEVES

"confinscated"
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trying children "as adults"
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"drownded"
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misuse of reflexive pronouns, as when someone says "Please talk to Bob or myself." Come on people now. "Myself" is not just a fancy version of "me"! LEARN IT.
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tattoos in the Courier font
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any use of Comic Sans