Well, Hortense, you've certainly made me contemplate the unwieldy logistics of mummy sex this fine Saturday evening (wouldn't the process of unwrapping him kill the mood?)
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I was so glad that this season ended with work front and center again. I think Mad Men draws it's true cohesion from the fact that it's a show about work and the fascinating dynamics that occur when human beings set off on a working endeavor together. As much as I'm totally absorbed by the personal relationships, I was truly thrilled with the launch of the new ad agency. I can't wait to see where that goes. Of course it wouldn't be nearly so exciting if it hadn't brought Joan back front and center!
So, this is funny (to me) but I am doing this Cross pen giveaway thing and someone mentioned that Joan wears a pen around her neck. I never knew that was a pen, I thought it was a pendant!
As for Joan's hubby, I just hope he never comes back. I don't like him.
@Penny: Last year for Christmas I told my mom I wanted a gold pen on a chain like Joan's. She hadn't started watching Mad Men yet, and she gave me a plastic yellow pen on a ball chain from Claire's. Oops.
Edit: By the way, you can pick it up here for $20: [www.1928.com]
Though I'm the only Jeze-reader who doesn't watch Mad Men (no cable but it's on my Netflix queue, I promise!) I don't mind the references because that time period fascinates me.
Also: They promise "sparkling" results for black hair...but I'm guessing you have to be in the sun in order to get the full effect.
"However, Martin Daubney, 39, editor of the lads' magazine Loaded, was contemptuous. "I don't think men are remotely confused about what it takes to be a man. They just get on and do it. My generation would not sit round and build a website about being confused. It's complete navel-gazing bullshit.""
Dude is just crying out to be held and talked to and listened to by other loving men, after having been awarded his "Fastest Growing Beard" award, of course.
But really, if they do what they purport to do, these groups sound awesome and I'm all behind 'em.
Being a Man means you have a penis. That's it and that's all it means. The rest is individual behavior. Being a good man is being a good person. Although I'm not above getting in a good beard growing contest.
@token_illiterate_commenter: Incorrect, being MALE means you have XY chromosomes and a penis, being a man is different. It's just like how being a woman and being female are different things and how this blog spends its whole life trying to point that out!
@PsychicPsycho3: Being told to "be a man" is no different than a woman being told "put on your big girl panties". What is usually described as being a man is putting others before yourself, and accepting responsibility. Those attributes that are pretty universal.
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Fleshbot! That sounds like the name of Speidis dildo.
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(I am now picturing Edward working at Sterling Cooper, and it is a far more entertaining image than anything else I've come up with this morning.)
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And that's definitely a sentence that I thought I'd never type.
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As for Joan's hubby, I just hope he never comes back. I don't like him.
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Edit: By the way, you can pick it up here for $20: [www.1928.com]
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Also: They promise "sparkling" results for black hair...but I'm guessing you have to be in the sun in order to get the full effect.
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Joan? Or a young Endora?
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Dude is just crying out to be held and talked to and listened to by other loving men, after having been awarded his "Fastest Growing Beard" award, of course.
But really, if they do what they purport to do, these groups sound awesome and I'm all behind 'em.
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I agree with you on the individual behavior and good person stuff, I just need to also represent my trans peeps.
(Peeps? Where am I, 1998? I need coffee.)