This Blog May Contain – Nudity, Explicit Language, Illicit Substances ….

I had to laugh after receiving the following message from a friend on facebook:

“Hey Emme,

This is funny, but our super security filters at work are refusing me access to your site claiming it’s too racey. It reads it as:

DANGEROUS BLOG!!! CONTENT UNACCEPTABLE

… ha hah ha hahahahahahahh….. got a huge laugh out of that. Have tried to lift blocker. We’ll see what happens.”

Banned

I had heard we were blocked from the Vancouver School Board computers, but this girlfriend doesn’t work for an organization involving kids. So the moral of this story is apparently it is not only young minds that people are afraid of us corrupting. Takes me back to the days of the witch hunts – the days when society feared the sultry, sexy intellect of women!

Witch

It’s either a return to those dark times or simply that by reading Kittyn’s blogs you may as well be reading that copy of Playboy on your work computer. Or it could be the concern that by reading Lola May’s thoughts on illicit substances and the police that her ideals become the status quo. Hmmmm – maybe it is the company I keep.

So returning to the Page 1 Disclaimer and adding in – “This Blog May Contain – Nudity, Explicit Language, Illicit Substances and with any luck the occasional chuckle and a whole lot of love!”

Love always,

Emme (aka the dangerous and unacceptable content blogger)

Title Torn: “Geek Chic, Master of the Techie Domain” or “Lovely Late Blooming Men”

My dear readers,

I have been meaning to drop you a line since one of my favorite gal pals, Lola May, wrote a post about the “Hot hipster techie mommas” of Northern Voice.

Lola did such a great job blogging about the “fabulously gorgeous women who were not only stunningly beautiful, smart, articulate, hilarious, but also so hip” of Northern Voice 08. So well in fact, that a male friend of mine emailed me after reading Lola’s post saying, “I clearly have to start hanging out at blogging conferences. I figure I about half qualify as one of those late blooming guys.” I guess Lola forgot to mention that most of them are attached to in her words, the “lovely late blooming men”. But Hell who am I to complain about the prospect of even more “lovely late blooming men” to toy with!

Lola and more recently Corrin Wyatt, with her blog on Raincity Studios Site “Blog-ster vs. Art-ster“, created some wonderfully accurate prose describing the “lovely late blooming men” of Northern Voice, but I feel the articles could both be strengthened with some case study examples of Northern Voicers.

Men of NV08

Photo by Kris Krug

Lola “Surely these things (blogging conferences) would be teeming with late bloomers, smart and funny men who may not have been the school’s rugby champion or beer swigging sex machine in high school, but who may have come into his own in his later twenties and thirties. Perhaps mildly socially awkward, but with a certain geek chic, master of the techie domain, and perhaps just a wee bit too preoccupied with cool and interesting digital projects that have kept him single, unmarred and suddenly looking for a little female commitment.”

Ring any bells? Not sure that they are all so unmarred, but there does seem to ring a certain familiarity in these words. What do you think – Rubbery Duckie, Not-So-Static, A Bright Guy, the Book Butterfly’s Caterpillar? Your thoughts on the above? Even though I have heard a few of you may play a mean Wii – does that or any other computer game really constitute a sport? Besides which I have heard that a few of you have had your butts whipped by and have in fact coward to the Swan in Boxing or the Firefly in tennis. Okay – my dear Duckie, yes I am aware that you and the East Van Halens do play a mean game of frisbee.

Lola, “who may have come into his own in his later twenties and thirties.”

So sad to say my Dashing Young Playboy, Mr Facebook, and our illustrious keynote Mr. Mullenweg, this suggests that the three of you have yet to bloom – even with the addition of the extra year this past week my young playboy. In defense of Mr. Mullenweg here, if Wii tennis is to be considered a sport then I have heard from the Firefly that this man is indeed a true athlete. Also after hearing this fellow speak, seeing his dashing good looks and charm – there is nothing “late blooming” about this young techie. Well nothing maybe, with the exception for his dancing and geek humor techno babble. Certainly a good thing Kittyn wasn’t at the conference, as this young thing would have been far to tempting to her cat-like claws.

Photo by Cyprien Lomas

Photo by Cyprien Lomas

Now my Dashing Young Playboy and Mr Facebook, there is still hope for the two of you and hopefully without the wait of the maturation of a geek year or two. Only slightly your senior, rumor has it that the Littlest Duckie was actually spotted on a date with a sizzlingly sexy young gal. If he can do it, there is hope for the two of you too! Although rumor has it, Dashing that you may be hiding your own sexy gal pal.

Now ladies – don’t get too excited, you may not want to get dolled up for the next techie event in town. First you should read Corinn Wyatt’s observations of these “lovely late blooming men”. Here are a few of my favorite observations:

  • On Fashion “Tshirts with obscure web references, geek humor, their website address, or free swag from conferences” or alternately technosexual “vintage” wear, which to me translated to “Oh my goodness, it’s not only my brother that buys jackets from Value Village with a Sears logo on it!”

Geek Fashion

Photo by Robert Scales

  • On Music “Listens to music you don’t want to hear, anything that can be downloaded, Last FM, Pandora, web radio, pod casts”
  • On Social Skills “ummm… Online chat rooms… forums… craigslist?”
  • If You Were to Break his Heart “He probably knows some hackers, is an admin on your favorite social network, and will have your ass kicked off.”
  • In Bed “Pale pasty complexion, complains of trouble sleeping, impotence”
  • To Cure Affliction “Has google advertisements on their blog for Viagra.”

And she should know as she does work at one of the geek depots in town!

Don’t be totally disheartened though ladies, there is hope for these “lovely late blooming men” yet. If you take my favorite Northern Voicer, An Even Brighter Gentleman, as a case study example these men – kind of like a fine wine only get better (and sexier) with age. This Gentleman truly exemplifies “Sexy in Van City”!

NV08 Dinner

Photo by Ianiv and Arieanna

With Love,

Emme

It’s Always the Innocent Ones …

Have you ever noticed that it is always the innocent ones …. ?

Meet Lola May – one of my best gal pals! Finally she comes out to play and as her first post says she is the seemingly innocent one of the three of us gals. Settled down with two kids, a dog, a cat, a fellow – the white picket fence – no joke – there is a white picket fence. She even has an innocent job – a librarian of all things – the stereotypic “good girl”. They’re the ones you have to watch!

White Picket Fence

Enter Lola May’s birthday party. What year was it Lola?

I must say I haven’t been to a birthday quite like it since my 28th, which might have been worse (or better depending on how you look at at), but I digress we were talking about Lola’s party.

Birthday Candles

Not sure what was in the air that night, but it was definitely a different night. Started with a call from Kittyn, telling me to grab the camera and come downtown. There I meet Tanja Diamond the tantra teacher – I have mentioned that my life is rarely dull, haven’t I? Apparently I was to be taught the secret to unleashing the orgasm. Don’t worry -I got it all on tape and will post it in the next few days.

So the night gets off to a steamy start, but Kittyn and I are still two of the first to arrive at Lola’s birthday. Always a flash back to my hippie days in university with a mellow crowd of librarians, teachers, professors and engineers. I grab a glass of sangria and wander to enjoy myself by the fire with another librarian friend of mine – the Cherry Blossom. I’m there 2 seconds and the librarian loudly proclaims that she’d like lap dancing classes at her stagette and she looks at me expectingly. Apparently I am the expert in such things!?! How am I supposed to know where one finds such things? The librarians, so sweet and innocent looking, yet obviously the wolf in lamb’s clothing – no wonder she has captured the attention of the Spanish Stallion.

To my greater shock – I am told to sit in a chair in the center of the room and would I mind slightly spreading my legs. Before I knew it a rather sultry feline was demonstrating for the bride-to-be how to give a lap dance on innocent little me!!! Not quite sure what was in the sangria, but this didn’t seem to happen to anyone else that sat in that chair that night. Despite a few hopeful looking men that kept eagerly-looking around the room with their legs straddled open nicely as they sat.

Now the scandal had only just begun. I merely turn my head to catch a glimpse of Tiny Tim. A soft spoken, gentle giant that was give pole and floor dancing demonstrations for the room! No joke! He pushed out his chest and strutted through the room to find a wall, upon which we were shown just how well he could wiggle his bottom and gyrate his hips. Before we knew it, he was on his knees, tossing his head about and gently pushing his bottom backwards. My words clearly cannot do this performance justice – you had to be there!

What madness filled the air this past Valentines weekend!?! Had the holiday unleashed the scent of mammalian pheromones in the breeze or was this just a typical evening out in the home of Lola the (not so seemingly innocent) Librarian!?!