Monday, January 23, 2006

I Love A Good Cock Shot - Part II

Now that I have your attention, here is an overview of my myriad of thoughts on various topics - at least for this moment -- read carefully -- I do venture back to the cock issue within this post.

Why do you blog?
Someone I know sometimes gets frustrated by my little blog area. Comments ensue like, "Why do you feel the need to share - who are you talking to - trying to impress?!"

In an attempt to address those questions - I have no idea who reads this blog -- I know of a few people because they leave comments or send emails either agreeing with my thoughts, asking for more info, etc. But most people are window shopping -- they pop in and you might see them again, you might not.

Who am I trying to impress? No one.

Why do I feel the need to share? Ahhhh - now that is the challenging one to address and I don't know quite how to answer it. Maybe in this world of 6 billion people, you would like to know there is someone that empathizes with your plight or appreciates your warped way of thinking.

It also helps me to know that I am not alone as fellow bloggers like Javier Marti who made a posting yesterday about some issues he's dealing with regarding a relationship and Grey Biker who has postings ranging from fluff to serious.

If anyone has an answer as to why this blogging thing appeals to some of us - I'd like to hear your theory. Hopefully you can put it into words better than I.

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The other night I caught part of an episode of the Late, Late Show with Colin Ferguson. Not a show I typically watch but he was in the process of holding up the logos for the football teams competing this weekend to see who was Super Bowl bound. Now that the games are over I know that he nailed both with his predictions!

When it came to Carolina Panthers v. Seattle Seahawks he compared it as a yawning kitty with no arms v. an angry bird with a serious overbite. He chose the angry bird.

Regarding Pittsburg Steelers v. Denver Broncos he said a horse on sterioids with a bad mullet v. what has to be the team with the worst logo in the NFL which looks like a bunch of tacky 1970's Christmas ornaments. But given the fact that the 70's are chic right now, he chose the Steelers which meant we would have a Super Bowl of angry birds v. bad christmas ornaments.

He was right on both predictions.

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Andy Rooney had a brilliant vent last night on 60 Minutes. It had to do with traffic congestion and how you have these massive rush hours twice a day and hectic lunch hours, etc. He suggested that we need to start having staggered work hours to help balance the load. I think that would be fantastic because we are evolving into a virtual workplace anyway.

People that had to go into offices could go in at staggered times - possibly 2 hours so 6, 8 & 10 am start times. It would be fantastic if that would start taking place.

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Now for the part you have been waiting for -- cock shots.

While reading the ever enlightning blog, Ah Yes, Medical School, the resident doctor shared this lovely image with us - which of course set my mind off on a variety of thoughts -- primarily the issue of shrinkage.

For any of you that have watched repeats of Seinfeld, you will know the episode I am referencing. According to the Seinfeld Dictionary, Shrinkage is described as:

Shrinkage - 1) what happens to a man's genitalia after being in contact with water (especially cold water) 2) what to tell a woman who mistakenly sees a man's genitalia in the shrunken stage, and finds it humorous

Penises can be amusing. I mean honestly, you just have to wonder about a portion of the anatomy that can go from a robust, plump 7" or so to resting comfortably yet almost hidden between two balls.

And in closing, this is probably a classic example of why we blog. I can't exactly stop into the neighborhood Starbuck's and strike up a conversation on shrinkage with a stranger....


2 comments:

Javier Marti said...

What a surprise to see myself there :) (thanks God didn`t see myself in the sall penises section ;)
To be honest, I have ready an article about blogging, on the drafts tray. It is an interesting subject, and you are not alone, I can assure you. Here in Spain having a blog is still like owning some kind of strange exotic pet nobody´s seen but they have heard of.
And of course, you have to stand the typical "who cares about your blog?" look. Which is partly true, no? :)
It was also hard to take the decision to "go public" with my name and all. I had to bear in mind several possibilities, and if it all went "well" I would surely lose my privacy, and that`s something I always cherished.
But curiosity was stronger ("and if...and all goes well? Why not?")
I am also a bit egocentric, perhaps like every blogger, I recognize it, but I didn`t start the blog because of that. I´ll post the article about it soon,I think.
Moreover, when I started I was in a time when I felt that my old friends... kind of weren`t friends anymore. I hardly knew of them and they didn`t know of me. Started to feel that they didn`t care either. Now with the blog I am surprised to see that -even if I know it is not true- it feels like people knows you and share something with you. Nobody obliges them to visit. They go because they want. ANd that´s nice. Already a good enough reason to do it, isn`t it?
Maybe we all make great friends on this.
I don`t know...I am new to this. Have been "public" only 2 months now with the blog. You know more than me! :)
Kiss
http://niquel757.blogspot.com

Grey Biker said...

LMAO at the little weenie.

I think me being semi anonymous (some of my readers do know me) I can say things and tell my stories brutally honest. No fear of it coming back to bite me so to say. Although I do bite back.

Where else could I write a little story on my mind and anyone bother to read it ,but on my blog. I know I enjoy the interaction between blogs and learning more of the author than they share elsewhere.

I have truly met some friends blogging over the past few years that otherwise our paths would probably never have crossed.