You pretty much
know
that any news item involving sex and wombats is gonna be good....
From
Wired:
Marsupials on the Make
When it comes to the backseat mambo, wombats do it right. A new study reveals that a wombat's lovemaking repertoire includes such high jinks as a complex dance, a butt bite and ferocious backward kicks, reports News.com.au. "It appeared to be a physically demanding process, complete with chasing, biting, grunting and loads of heavy breathing," said Australian biologist Clive Marks, who filmed the first common wombat mating in captivity. Marks' findings will be published this week. After a period of prolonged copulation, said Marks, the female busts a move in a pattern of circles and figures of eight. The male then bites her on the rump, and more fornication ensues. Marks said he hopes his study burnishes the amorous animals' image and renders the marsupials "the symbol of Australian male sexual virility."
When it comes to the backseat mambo, wombats do it right. A new study reveals that a wombat's lovemaking repertoire includes such high jinks as a complex dance, a butt bite and ferocious backward kicks, reports News.com.au. "It appeared to be a physically demanding process, complete with chasing, biting, grunting and loads of heavy breathing," said Australian biologist Clive Marks, who filmed the first common wombat mating in captivity. Marks' findings will be published this week. After a period of prolonged copulation, said Marks, the female busts a move in a pattern of circles and figures of eight. The male then bites her on the rump, and more fornication ensues
Dude. I did *that* Saturday night....
hmog, I just spent a tedious hour playing with amazon (it saved $55 ) and powells but I'm finished my xmas shopping for mom & dad. Now to paypal my brother some money (I'm buying him spark plugs! And...something else.)
Then it's just the nephew and SIL. Screw in the inlaws, I can't cope any more.
But the cool thing? Found a perfect book for dad: The Last Place on Earth
Bush is restating why the war in Iraq was necessary and not our choice.
We removed Saddam Hussein from power because he was a threat to our security. He had pursued and used weapons of mass destruction. He sponsored terrorists. He ordered his military to shoot at American and British pilots patrolling the "no-fly" zones.
He invaded his neighbors. He fought a war against the United States and a broad coalition. He had declared that the United States of America was his enemy.
Over the course of a decade, Saddam Hussein refused to comply with more than a dozen United Nations resolutions, including demands that he respect the rights of the Iraqi people, disclose his weapons and abide by the terms of a 1991 cease-fire. He deceived international inspectors, and he denied them the unconditional access they needed to do their jobs.
When a unanimous Security Council gave him one final chance to disclose and disarm or face serious consequences, he refused to comply with that final opportunity.
At any point along the way, Saddam Hussein could have avoided war by complying with the just demands of the international community. The United States did not choose war. The choice was Saddam Hussein's.
DailyKos diary with links to NOLA shops and artists' studios that have reopened and are eager for Christmas business to keep the city alive:
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NOLA shops and artists' studios that have reopened and are eager for Christmas business to keep the city alive:
Trashy Diva, by any chance? I'd be happy to support the NOLA economy by buying a corset.
You were ice skating, IIRC.
Oh. That's right. I can't complain too much, seeing as how that particular skate session had possibly the funnest playlist ever (The Smiths, Natalie Merchant, that Jane's Addiction song about shoplifting with the video with the cheerleader playing pompom with heads of lettuce).
Still. Zam Zam with you. Oyster bar with lisah.
From now on, I decree that if Hec is making plans with out-of-townistas that don't include me, they can only go and do stuff I don't like. Which still leaves plenty of leather shops and Good Vibrations, so nobody start whining about how I'm oppressing you; I don't want to hear it, you bunch of sneaky martini-drinking oyster-eaters.
Someone please resurrect the network! Am bored, send packets.
Someone please resurrect the network! Am bored, send packets.
Winged packet monkeys, away!
