via Thought Catalog
There’s this thing I do.
When I met a man I have a wild connection with, and hope and desire and romanticism fly’s—I sometimes in my excitement, fall into fantasy.Fantasy of what our dogs’ name will be, how he will look chopping wood in a flannel shirt at my cabin–where we will own our vacation home in Costa Rica.Yeah—that thing.
This is what I call going into “fantasy”.It is when we project all the ideals and things we desire in a partner and a relationship onto a person, prematurely.
Source: Don’t Give Him Too Much Credit Too Soon ‹ Reader — WordPress.com
Some in The Trucking Industry Apparently Think All Women Are Only Skilled As Lot Lizards. FAIL!
Trucks move some 9.2 billion tons of freight annually in the United States, according to the industry’s trade group, the American Trucking Associations. That’s nearly 70 percent of the country’s total freight tonnage, making the trucking industry a critical backbone of American business, industry, and infrastructure. [SOURCE]
Truckers deliver the parts for your car, the merchandise that sits on your grocery store’s shelves, the food that’s on your plate at a restaurant, and, increasingly, the stuff you ordered online.
A report released earlier this year by the US Bureau of Transportation Statistics reported that, in seasonally adjusted terms, trucks carried 36 percent more freight this March than they did in March 2000.
The people driving those trucks, however, are largely invisible to us. The few women in trucking—which is currently around 95 percent male, according to industry estimates—in particular, tell a dark story about what goes on.
Many of them describe a poisonous atmosphere where they’re subjected to on-the-job sexual harassment ranging from catcalling to rape.
A review of legal documents, as well as interviews with dozens of drivers, lawyers, and industry experts, reveals a broken structure of accountability that creates few incentives for taking their claims seriously and, in many cases, leaves women in danger.
This story at Mary Review is a long read albeit an appalling read – it’s a good read about an industry that’s slow to embrace women for their skills because they can’t ignore the endowments of their gender. Get the full read here.–>Surviving the Long Haul — Mary Review
Cancer (June 22nd to July 22nd)The Lazy Dog — He takes her from behind, except that she’s reclining on her stomach instead of being on all fours.
Scorpio (October 23rd to November 22nd)The Loveseat — He sits on the edge of the bed and she sits right on top of him, facing away.
Pisces (February 19th to March 20th)Missionary, with lots of eye contact — Man and woman make love lying down, facing each other.
Aries (March 21st to April 19th)Drop The Soap — She stands leaning against the counter top and he surprises her from behind and thrust himself inside her.
Source: This Is Your Favorite Sexual Position, Based On Your Zodiac Sign ‹ Reader — WordPress.com
Mega Bloggers over at VerySmartBros take on the issue of “nice guys” finishing last. It’s a great read. Here’s their lead in followed by the link to the full read.
There have been a few pieces on VSB recently that some of our readers felt were kinda hard on and/or insensitive to “good guys” who legitimately have trouble meeting and interacting with women. Namely, Panama Jackson’s “Dear Black Men:Black Women Always (Always!) Show Up To Events.
But I’ll concede that, despite whichever numbers/ratio inequality that would seem to suggest otherwise, there are legitimately good dudes out there who consistently run into brick walls when attempting to meet women. With that in mind, I’ve decided to offer some remarkably simple-ass and (relatively) cheap-ass tips — seriously, this is some Fisher Price-level shit — that can and should help.
Source: Seven Remarkably Simple-Ass And Cheap-Ass Tips For Men Having Trouble Meeting Women » VSB
There is a man waiting for the doctor and his time is running out. It is late evening, just over an hour after the doctor first groped for his ringing phone.
“Can you help us?” the woman on the other end had asked, her voice breaking.
Now, preparing for the procedure, the doctor is alert. He moves quickly. He scrubs his hands and arms with soap and snaps on his gloves. His assistant clinks down sterilized instruments and fluid-filled containers onto a stainless steel table. The walls are cinder block, painted a pale yellow. The air is cool and heavy with the scent of disinfectant.
The doctor sits over the patient ready to perform the surgery. He pauses, fixing a picture in his mind, then slices through the skin until he can see the organ’s outer layers. It glistens, milky white and veiny. The doctor cuts off a spongy piece and drops it into a vial. His assistant whisks it away.
Having verified that the procedure was a success, the doctor carefully sutures the patient back up. The patient remains still. The room is quiet. There is no beeping monitor or IV drip. No one checks the patient’s vitals.
He has been given no pain relief.
The patient is dead.
Find out what happens when someone prizes a dead man’s sperm here. —>What Happens To A Dead Man’s Sperm? – Digg