overheard at the upper crust (a pizza franchise)
“…i’d rather have sex with a whac-a-mole machine.”
is this a nascent genre?
bonus: though a fellah said it, the phrase could work just as well for the dames.
“…i’d rather have sex with a whac-a-mole machine.”
is this a nascent genre?
bonus: though a fellah said it, the phrase could work just as well for the dames.
sixteen raw sausages in a wooden bowl by salim fadhley (2005)
is this art or a photo for a wikipædia article? if a wikipædia article, is it a comment on vegetarianism? if art, is it a comment on the patriarchy? discuss amongst yourselves.
the answer.
audio books out of context #1
this is the first in the audio books out of context series. posts will appear every ¾(π²√5)² hours. the next post will be on november 13th, 2009 at 23:35 at which point the moon will be in a waning crescent phase (in the northern hemisphere) and a lady gaga song is predicted to be the #1 single (in eastern european night clubs).
i was called a smart alec on two separate occasions today and thus went immediately to wikipædia to see if the alec in question was of the baldwin or guinness variety. it turns out that it was neither and i was instead treated to this (possibly-apocryphal-but-who-really-cares) vignette of the colourful person behind the name »
According to Gerald Leonard Cohen, the phrase “smart alec” arose from the exploits of Alec Hoag. A celebrated pimp, thief, and confidence man operating in New York City in the 1840s, Hoag, along with his wife Melinda and an accomplice known as “French Jack”, operated a con called the “panel game”, a method by which prostitutes and their pimps robbed customers.
In the panel game, “Melinda would make her victim lay his clothes, as he took them off, upon a chair at the head of the bed near the secret panel, and then take him to her arms and closely draw the curtains of the bed. As soon as everything was right and the dupe not likely to heed outside noises, the traitress would give a cough, and the faithful Aleck (sic) would slily (sic) enter, rifle the pockets of every farthing or valuable thing, and finally disappear as mysteriously as he entered.” The victim was then persuaded to leave in a hurry through a window by Alec banging on the door, pretending to be an aggrieved husband who had suddenly returned from a trip away.
Professor Cohen suggests that Alex Hoag was given the sobriquet of “smart Alec” by the police for being a resourceful thief who outsmarted himself by trying to avoid paying graft.
1. refer to the stripper as an ecdysiast, just as the ancient greeks might have. thus:
YOUR GIRLFRIEND: where have you been all night smelling like musk and dressed in those umbro® shorts?
YOU: seeing a professional ecdysiast.
YOUR GIRLFRIEND: i see, now let me do my best to relieve your epididymal hypertension.
He that is wounded in the stones, or hath his privy member cut off, shall not enter into the congregation of the LORD.
sorry lance armstrong and tom green, no matter how many tours de france that you won or freddy got fingered movies that you starred in, moses sez “no heaven for you!”
other (more graphic/less poetic) translations here.
yesterday, i relayed a scintillating tidbit to you about how i became a hapless voyeur of some freaky-deeky raccoon sex. because of this i got several emails (brimming with the most puerile and base puns that one could imagine). but then i received this treasure (the capital letters are not mine):
Dear Raynor,
[blah blah blah]… as you are a self-proclaimed authority on animals, nomenclature, and sex, I was wondering if you could tell me if there are separate terms for the male and female sex acts (ie. the name for what the male does to the female and the name for what the female does to the male).
From,
[Anonymous Pervert #3]
to which i shall publicly reply:
dear anonymous pervert #3 (as well as numbers 1 and 2),
there’s actually much debate about this but a johns hopkins doctor has proposed the terms quim and swive. he writes:
In neither the standard English vocabulary of literature and science, nor the vernacular vocabulary of uncensored speech, are there terms by which to distinguish what the woman does to the man, in the procreative act, from what the man does to the woman. Terminologically, each is obliged to do the same thing to the other, whether it be poetically making love, politely copulating, metaphorically balling or screwing, colloquially fucking, or evasively getting some. None of this terminology is, however, truly androgynous. It all carries, in some degree, the implication that the male is the active partner who does something to the inactive, receptive female. He takes, and she gives—or at least passively acquiesces.
In the terminology of the barnyard and animal breeding, the same implication of the male as the active agent also applies. Terminologically, the bull services the cow, not the other way around. A detailed inventory of animal mating behavior, however, reveals a high degree of reciprocity. Thus, whereas the male mounts the female, it is equally true that she crouches or lordoses and presents to the male. In many species, moreover, it is the female that invites the male.Quim’s …usage as a vernacular term for the female pudenda can be traced from the 17th to the 20th century, where it has survived in vernacular verse and humor. In its standard usage as a verb, it would mean, as here proposed, to take the penis into the vagina and perform grasping, sliding, and rotating movements on it of varying rhythm, speed and intensity. As a noun, a quim would be the name of the aforesaid practice.
Swive, meaning to copulate with a woman… was in standard English usage as far back as the 14th century. By the early 17th century, its status had changed to that of a vulgarism. Since the early 19th century, it has survived as a literary archaism, in some dialects, and occasionally in vernacular verse and humor. In its standard usage as a verb it would mean, as here proposed, to put the penis into the vagina and perform sliding movements of varying depth, direction, rhythm, speed, and intensity.
the author notes that these terms are not official and should be ” endorsed by an international committee on sexological nomenclature.” should such a preposterous committee actually exist, consider this my nomination to it.
from: the journal of sex research vol. 18, No. 2 (1982).
i was able to work the word, ostrobogulous into a sentence. orson and i were exiting a local pub when we heard a clang from the alley. the source of the noise, we soon found, was two raccoons on top of a dumpster® brand trash receptacle boning eachother. we stared at the raccoons (our jaws in slack formation) for ten seconds or so before the dominant raccoon resumed his awkward arrhythmic thrusting (the freaky exhibitionist) and orson and i double-timed it back the pub where (over shots of aguardiente) i described what we witnessed to a third party as an “ostrobogulous encounter of the first degree.”
anyway, richardbronsky (from the comments) noted that ostrobogulous describes itself. such a word is called an autological word. here is a list of them.
July 30, 1710
In the afternoon my wife and I had a little quarrel which I reconciled with a flourish… It is to be observed that the flourish was performed on the billiard table.
wiener problems are embarrassing to write about but usually make for a very entertaining read. such is the case with john wilmot’s “the imperfect enjoyment” which tackles the heavy-hitting subject of premature ejaculation (or for discretion when talking about it with your doctor: pee period ee period).
proceed with caution: the following excerpt is enn-ess-eff-double-you in the way that only bawdy restoration poetry can be (it contains a very vulgar word that rhymes with cunt):
But I, the most forlorn, lost man alive,
To show my wished obedience vainly strive:
I sigh, alas! and kiss, but cannot swive.
Eager desires confound my first intent,
Succeeding shame does more success prevent,
And rage at last confirms me impotent.
Ev’n her fair hand, which might bid heat return
To frozen age, and make cold hermits burn,
Applied to my dead cinder, warms no more
Than fire to ashes could past flames restore.
Trembling, confused, despairing, limber, dry,
A wishing, weak, unmoving lump I lie.
This dart of love, whose piercing point, oft tried,
With virgin blood ten thousand maids have dyed;
Which nature still directed with such art
That it through every cunt reached every heart —
Stiffly resolved, ‘twould carelessly invade
Woman or man, nor aught its fury stayed:
Where’er it pierced, a cunt it found or made —
Now languid lies in this unhappy hour,
Shrunk up and sapless like a withered flower.
i suppose that it was inevitable that i would eventually turn to cap’n grose’s dictionary of the vulgar tongue for some ribald f-words. i first came across this lexicon of “buckish slang, university wit, and pickpocket eloquence” back in the seventh grade when i found it on the top shelf (read: most private) of my uncle’s bookcase. needless to say, i spent the duration of my stay perfecting my footman’s mawnd, practising my figure dancing (are we human or are we figure dancer?) and flashing the hash when my fubsey aunt served me a field lane duck lasagna.
part one: facer to flash the hash
part two: footman’s mawnd to fussock
part three: fusty luggs
front matters
i love me a good old timey title page. perhaps this is because old timey title pages bring together three of the nineteen pillars that the ragbag is based upon: typography & design, esoteric knowledge, literature, and huffing glue. the foxy specimen above is from the english translation* of the manual of classical erotology (1884).
“It is here, perhaps, necessary to inform my readers that all conical or erect stones, and all quaint or rude masses of rock usually denote the male sex, unless ovate or rounded, when they are feminine.”
from: phallic objects, monuments and remains (this is a real book) by hargrave jennings (1889).
from an email that i just received (achtung: the word vagina is used):
But overall, life is great. I’m on my OB/Gyn rotation right now. [My girlfriend] and I are actually on the rotation together, which is quite comical at times. For our first time together in the operating room, we had to shave a woman’s vagina in preparation for surgery. Let me tell you - that was the worst date we have ever been on. Some couples do dinner and a movie - we shave vaginas. On the bright side however, we did a pretty darn good job.