
by SB Sarah • Monday, November 28, 2005 at 01:14 PM
Warning: several of these images aren’t what one would consider work-safe. So: click on “More, more, more” only if you’re feeling exceptionally brave and you’re sure there’s nobody behind you who’d have a coronary if they catch a glimpse of some beastly goings-on. Or if you feel the need to sear those retinas yet again. Whichever.
Candy: Remember that sick joke I told a while back about clowns and sex and five-year-olds?
Yeah. Just substitute “five-year-old” with “scary little pixie thing.”
I’m going to propose this as a rule of thumb: if you’re not sure if you should swat away the thing clinging to your knee or fuck it, I say you should play it safe and swat it.
Sarah: La Violette, she climbs the cliffs of man-titty with only a toe-hold on his big, hard kneecap. I wonder if she’ll need oxygen once she reaches the heights of his hair.
Candy: Scaly claws on bare nipples--now THAT’s romance. Next up: aliens bursting through your chest cavity = real love.
Sarah: You know the dragon is thinking, “Do your boobs hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow?”
Candy: My first thought was “Oh, ew, gang-rape in progress.”
Then I realized that obviously, all of this has to be consensual because the dude is tickling her armpit with his unnaturally elongated thumb. HOT!
Sarah: What exactly is the kneeling dude resting his hand on? Is that her behind? Is she a… whatever you call a cross between a human and a camel?
Candy: See, this is what happens when I try to be facetious: apparently, some people DO think fucking something that gestated in an unsuspecting human’s thoracic cavity is romantic. How ‘bout this for another a rule of thumb: Don’t fuck something that looks like it could’ve head-punched its way through somebody’s sternum during one of its key formative stages.
Sarah: Candy is cracking me up. I’d add to her list of rules, “Do not fuck anything that may be so sticky that it causes your calves to stick to its ass.”









by Candy • Thursday, November 24, 2005 at 10:43 AM
In a few minutes, the Very Tall Husband and I are off to beautiful Cave Junction, Oregon to spend turkey day with his parents. Updates from me will be sparse (if not non-existent) until I get back on Sunday night.
So, to all our readers in the US: Hope all of you have a safe, fun, food-filled Thanksgiving, and may your relatives be minimally difficult and/or embarrassing. If they aren’t, then can I recommend the Seventh Generation kitchen cleaner with hydrogen peroxide as an EXCELLENT way to remove difficult and hideous stains, up to and including blood? Just keep spraying and blotting, spraying and blotting....
And Sarah adds...
I am hosting Turkey Day at Chez SB Sarah, since really, no one is coming for the food OR to see us. They all want to visit and hold and cuddle and keep awake for endless hours the adorable Mr. Freebird. So Happy Turkey Day, and here’s some unbelievable cuteness to make up for the indigestion.
Happy Turkey Day!
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by Candy • Wednesday, November 23, 2005 at 11:26 AM
Behold! More recommendations from our lovely and immensely well-read readers. Also of possible interest: I’ve also updated the Vampire Romance recommendation list.
recommends the first few books in Catherine Coulter’s FBI series.
recommends pretty much everything Suzanne Brockmann has written, especially her Navy SEAL books, but in she likes these in particular:
- Get Lucky
- The Admiral’s Bride
- Harvard’s Education
- Out of Control
- Over the Edge
AngieW recommends:
- Catherine Coulter’s FBI series, except for the last book. The Maze is her favorite.
- Decoy by Jasmine Creswell
- The “In Death” series by J.D. Robb
- The early Navy SEAL books by Suzanne Brockmann
- Susan Andersen, especially Be My Baby
- Getting Rid of Bradley and What The Lady Wants by Jennifer Crusie
- Dream Man, Kill and Tell and All The Queen’s Men by Linda Howard
- Elizabeth Lowell, especially Tell Me No Lies
- Brenda Joyce’s Deadly series
- Loaded by Shari Shattuck
Shannon recommends:
Amanda recommends Suzanne Brockmann and Cathie Linz’s Men of Honor series.
Candy recommends Getting Rid of Bradley and What The Lady Wants by Jennifer Crusie.
Nicole recommends:
- Christina Skye’s SEALs series: Code Name: Nanny, Code Name: Princess, and Hot Pursuit
- Alison Kent’s SG-5 series: The Bane Affair, The Shaughnessy Accord, The Samms Agenda, The Beach Alibi, The McKenzie Artifact
- Gennita Low: The Protector
- Joanne Rock (Harlequin Blazes): His Wicked Ways and Silk Confessions
- Dana Marton (Harlequin Intrigues): Shadow Soldier and Secret Soldier
recommends
Catherine Mann’s Wingmen Warriors series.
Gail recommends:
- Catherine Mann
- Suzanne Brockmann
- Merline Lovelace in general, and Duty and Dishonor in particular
- Vicki Hinze, especially Acts of Honor
- Susan Andersen, especially Be My Baby
- Michele Jerott/Michele Albert, especially Getting Her Man and Off Limits
- Still Mr. & Mrs. by Mary McBride
Mary recommends the following books by Merline Lovelace:
- Single Titles about the Military: Call of Duty, Duty and Dishonor, Line of Duty
- Code Name Danger, a series about spies: Night of the Jaguar, The Cowboy and the Cossack, Undercover Man, Perfect Double, Hot as Ice
Texas Hero, To Love a Thief
And also:
- Olga Bicos: Perfect Timing
- Suzanne Forster: Blush and Innocence (spies)
- Tami Hoag: Night Sins (FBI)
recommends Exposure by Susan Andersen and Loaded by Shari Shattuck.
Maili recommends:
- Theresa Weir’s Bad Karma
- Marilyn Pappano’s Murphy’s Law
- Debra Dixon’s Bad to the Bone
- Michele Jerott’s Absolute Trouble
- Sandra Canfield/Karen Keast’s Conquer the Night
- Nikki Camden’s The Nekkid Truth
cw recommends:
- Doranna Durgin’s novella in Femme Fatale
- Nora Robert’s NIGHTSHADE
- Sandra Brown’s Fat Tuesday
- Stephanie Doyle’s Calculated Risk (HEA implied)
- Linda Howard’s Midnight Rainbow, Diamond Bay, and “Blue Moon”
recommends an anthology called In Love and War, especially Merline Lovelace’s “A Military Affair.”
recommends Kathryn Shay’s Hidden Cove series: After the Fire, On the Line, and Nothing More to Lose, as well as Promises to Keep.
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by SB Sarah • Wednesday, November 23, 2005 at 11:10 AM
Candy tagged me with this meme back when I was busy, you know, giving birth, so I finally got to it today. What, it’s only been two weeks, which, on maternity leave, seem like one Saturday after another.
I tag: E.D’Trix, Stef, and EAPeril!
Three screen names that you’ve had: sarah masumi, unf_slight, and sarahndipity
Three things you like about yourself: My eyes, my hair, and my small waist. If only the small waist wasn’t buffeted by big hips and big boobs.
Three things you don’t like about yourself: see above re: hips, boobs. Also, my propensity to get ingrown hairs. What is UP with that? I’ve worn out loofahs and STILL I get them. Growl.
Three parts of your heritage: Need to tune out every and all noise to totally recharge, from my dad. Crafty arts skillz from my mom. Deep abiding love of matzo balls from my chosen faith.
Three things that scare you: heights, falling, rubber balloons
Three of your everyday essentials: Coffee. Lip balm. Blog reading/writing (this one and my own)
Three things you are wearing right now: flannel pjs, vneck shirt, hoodie that belongs to my mother in law
Three of your favorite songs: Anything that helps Freebird sleep. Right now: Reggae, the Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack, and country music.
Three things you want in a relationship: Hubby, Hubby, and Hubby. All the rest is commentary.
Two truths and a lie: I once had a mohawk. I think I am marginally psychic about imminent events. I think about additional piercings then I chicken out.
Three things you can’t live without: food, Hubby, books
Three places you want to go on vacation: Japan, the UK & Jersey Islands, and Australia/New Zealand
Three things you just can’t do: Maintain a manicure longer than 4 days, remember numbers, maintain any sense of what time or day it is.
Three kids names: I only have one, and his name is Freebird, at least, online it is.
Three things you want to do before you die: travel to those places I just mentioned, watch Freebird grow up, hang out with Hubby every day
Three celeb crushes: Fyvush Fynkle, Johnny Depp, George Eads
Three of your favorite musicians: Since Freebird is snoozing to them: Bob Marley, Haydn, and Travis Tritt.
Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to you: Big Brain, Big laugh, big schlong.
Three of your favorite hobbies: Reading, writing, napping
Three things you really want to do badly right now: Take a nap, make the pie for Thanksgiving, take another nap
Three careers you’re considering/you’ve considered: Writer, Professor, Tupperware saleslady
Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy: I think potty humor is hysterical, including and not limited to Beavis and Butthead. I hate having to maintain girly looks in the hair and skin products department. I want all my clothes to be monochromatic and easy to mix and match.
Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl: I love romance novels. I love to cook. I am rather vain about my hair.





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by Candy • Monday, November 21, 2005 at 06:02 AM
Candy: Look at the calculating look in that hussy’s face. She’s totally trying to figure out which part of him to eat first, squeezing different parts of him like a supermarket shopper would a borderline-ripe piece of fruit.
And he doesn’t look too bad for somebody who’s been dead these last five months, does he? Hooray for barrels of rum and the preservative capabilities thereof. But it’s so sad when you’re forced to eat your deceased shipmates.
Sarah: You know, once she nails him, and one hopes that rigor mortis has affected key areas for her sake at least, she can nail him to the bow of the ship instead of that mermaid lady that ships usually have.
Pity he died with such a startled expression on his face, though.
Candy: C’mon everybody! “A la tuhuelpa legria macarena,
“Que tuhuelce paralla legria cosabuena,
“A la tuhuelpa legria macarena,
“Eeeh, macarena!”
Sarah: What is he pointing at with his wee bitty fingers? Is he telling her to get down on the ground so that he and his girl-horse can use her skirt as a picnic tablecloth?
Is he demonstrating his fine 70’s disco skills as one of the more blonde Village People to Candy’s fine Mayan-tinged Spanish translation?
“Look, a snake!”
“In your dreams it’s a - oh, over there! Yes, that is a snake!”
Candy: And from the macarena, we move on to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller!” Or maybe they’re trying to poke each other’s eyes, Three Stooges-style. Either way, what bliss.
Sarah: “You have some schmutz… right here-”
“Don’t touch me! Dance! Only dance!”
“But your face - you just have a little bit of -”
“No! We must dance the dance of the thousand dances!”
“Just lemme lick this napkin and wipe that schmutz off your face!”
Candy: Whoa. Look at the angle of her neck. Fucked. Up. “If It’s Tuesday, There Must Be Corpses!”
This book also gets my vote for Best. Title. EVAR.
Sarah: I look at this cover, and I look at the title, and I look at his goofy, goofy face, and I have no words. I sit here and giggle like Butthead. Tuesdays with Morrie would have been a MUCH better movie if Albom had followed this format.
Also, how much does her back hurt now that he’s snapped her fourth vertebrae? She’s going to need that dildo as a spinal brace.