Puffy White Blankets Cause Sex and Babies

While surfing the net I was reminded of something I have always found amusing because it is so ridiculous. Photo editors of (mostly) women's magazines who are trying to represent sex obviously can not show pictures of people having sex. So they figure that a picture of a man and a woman's feet, sticking out from under a puffy white blanket will somehow represent sex. Most of these photos are funny, because as we can tell from leg and foot position that these people can't possibly be having sex unless someones legs are on backwards. Would it be too suggestive to have the legs positioned in a way that would make sex possible? Probably.

As I mentioned before, notice the puffy white blanket. As if articles about sex weren't already ridiculous enough, making us think that a red light bulb in our lamp will suddenly turn our significant others into coordinated love-acrobats, now we also need an expensive down comforter under which to do those things that are being represented by the feet. This is laughable, because as far as I know, no one actually has sex under a blanket. And if they did, wouldn't the blanket be hanging down at the foot of the bed, therefore covering the feet? And wouldn't there be a sheet between the feet and the blanket? Which would most likely be tucked in? There are just so many things wrong with this.

Here are some that are even more confusing. Obviously I am not calling these sex-representing-foot-under-blanket-photos because there are smaller feet along with the larger feet. They were probably used in an article about how to enjoy one of those blissful Sunday mornings where your adorable children hop into the bed and cuddle with you. Or an article about the problem of children who won't sleep in their own beds. But from what I can tell, owning a white puffy blanket will up your chances of reproducing. I also think these are funny, because if all of these peoples feet are aligned at the base of the bed, (above photo. You know, that one with the feet sticking out from under the blanket,) the kids are being smothered under the puffy blanket and probably have their faces smashed against dads hairy gut. Awww.

And if that's not bad enough, this one is. I know when I'm taking care of a newborn, I always place him between my calves and cover him with piles of cloth.

Thanks for reading, and if you're not ready to have kids yet, try getting a thin colorful blanket, and keep your feet safely under it.

Things and Such

A NOTE FROM TIBBET:
Tibbet was very interested in watching the CNN coverage about the vote on the health care reform. She told me that even though it doesn't affect her, she likes to keep up with current events and that Buddy should really take more interest in these things. She had me make a sign for her to pose with so she could look back on this historic day and remember sitting on the folding chair. She would also like everyone to know that despite popular belief, Siamese cats are very into politics.

A RANDOM COLLECTION OF THINGS

Here's the story of this group of items. The monster with his arms out and the praying mantis are toys I used to play with in the tub when I was little. There are 2 large pieces of mica (check out that basal cleavage!) that they seem to be fighting over. I think I found the mica in a driveway somewhere. They are standing on a rock my aunt Carole gave me that has a hole in the middle, so I inserted a passover candle that I got for 15 cents. Now that's art!

THE MIGHTY PINE

These are pine trees. Can you believe it? I don't know what I'll do when they get bigger, but I think I have some time. I love a conifer. Conifers are gymnosperms which is a funny word. I don't know what type of pine they are because I bought this little pot and seeds for $1 and it just said "Christmas tree". I wonder if they figured no one would actually try and grow it.

TABASCO AND "THE BOZ"
Two new things have appeared on my bookshelf since Monday. They are a bottle of Tabasco sauce and an action figure of Brian "The Boz" Bosworth. Mike brought him home from his dads house on Sunday. "The Boz", who was known for his radical hairstyles, apparently wasn't much of a player. He got thrown off teams for steroid use, bad conduct, and general douchbaggery. So we like to display him in our living room, tackling a bottle of hotsauce.

These are just a few things around my house that I get a kick out of. I hope they entertained you for a while. Next time I'll write something with more of a purpose. My brain is fuzzy today.