I don't let dogs lick my face. It's icky. But when I go to a friend's house, her cat and I greet by touching noses.

Good luck, Jesse! I'll trust you about the groom.

I still sleep in giant t-shirts when I'm at home. Of course, my absolute favorite sleep t-shirt was an absolutely hideous one that was a gag gift at my parents' wedding. It had giant orange and mustard horizontal stripes on it, and it was probably the softest thing I've ever slept in in my life. As the years went on, however, it got holes in it. It was never x-rated, but there were definite holes in it. Yet it was still the softest thing EVER. And then I came home one day, and my mom had thrown it out, because she couldn't take it anymore. She said I looked worse than homeless in it. Which was so unfair. Since I wore it at night, when it was dark, and my eyes were closed. So who cared what it looked like?

I still sleep in big tshirts, and I don't care. It gives me a reason to keep all these jackass shirts that say something on them that I like.

And my cat likes to rub noses, and I simultaneously kind of like it and am kind of creeped out by it. But no kissing!

Crap, Debra Messing is on Letterman tonight. Do I need to wait for the clip, for research purposes?

But when I go to a friend's house, her cat and I greet by touching noses.

That's how cats greet each other, isn't it?

You just have to have no interest in having sex with the person, and vice versa....there's no lust there at all, on either side.

Hmmm. I, personally, can't be arsed to put the effort into kissing someone (French or American) if there's no lust on *my* part.

My parents wouldn't care if I slept in a thong when I was home with them -- they're extremely (You don't want to come to the nudist beach with us?) relaxed about these things.

I'm theoretically very relaxed, but I sleep in a cami, long-sleeved shirt, long pants and socks more often than not. Even when it's summer, it's a T-shirt and boxers.

Okay, this is a bigger ew for me. No mouth to mouth with animals. I realise I was raised in a culture where it was scared out of us (You'll catch mumps!), but even though I quickly realised that they were lying -- it was too late for me to be remotely comfortable.

No! I didn't mean mouth to mouth with your pet! Though obviously that does happen with dogs, without the wish for it to. I meant that having pets around, or babies around, tends to lead to non-sexual kissing, which this guy had no experience with. I kiss my cats on the top of their heads all the time. And on their tummies, occasionally, when they let me.

I, personally, can't be arsed to put the effort into kissing someone (French or American) if there's no lust on *my* part.

I used to not. Like, to the point where I wouldn't kiss someone unless I intended to have sex with them within the hour.

And then, suddenly, someone said "Hey, give Craig a kiss from me. A long slow wet one." and it all changed. It became arch and playful.

I'm still not big on sexual kissing that doesn't lead to sex though.

I meant that having pets around, or babies around, tends to lead to non-sexual kissing

Never did for me, the pet thing. The idea of kissing an animal to me is pretty much verboten. And I have no surprise at a guy who's never kissed a kid that's not his.

Crap, Debra Messing is on Letterman tonight. Do I need to wait for the clip, for research purposes?

I would love for Debra Messing to get a real acting job again.

Of course, I haven't watched Will and Grace for a few years, and she could be adding nuances to her character.

I wear a worn-in cotton shirt and pajama pants to bed. Not a particularly sexy look, but luckily I have a non-lingerie-centric boyfriend.

I come from a kissy and huggy family. I peck my mom on the mouth in greeting and goodnight but she gives me long lipstick-leaving kisses on my cheek. She and my Aunt Nancy are menaces, I tell you, and noone remotely related to them escapes their orbit with cheek unscathed.