It's lining up to be yet another wildly work-intensive week here. Finishing up some writing assignments with deadlines today so (*gritting teeth*) no blogging until I've delivered drafts to my editors.
Just have to believe that if she can conquer obstacles with one finger, I can ace mine with ten.
If you're a porn-connoisseur, you've probably seen the TheraCane pop up in some unusual places. Maybe you've wondered how/where they found this weirdly semi-erotic knobby looking stick in the first place.
I did not actually KNOW this was used in porn because it was my much beloved massage therapist Nadine who gave it to me as a gift last year, advising that whenever I had a bad knot and couldn't see her, I should try this handy device. It was only after I showed it to Will that I discovered that hedonists have perverted it to their orgasmic purposes. Oh, the humanity.
The other morning I woke up in so much pain from either a pinched nerve or muscle spasm in my shoulder that I was dreading the day. It's an occupational hazard: athletes pull let muscles and writers strain their neck and shoulder muscles. My usual self-healing rituals for neck/shoulder pain involve naproxen sodium, heating pad, stretching, and rest; or, when it's really bad, a muscle-relaxer the doc gave me. But it was so bad, I craved instant relief and grabbed the theracane, planning to take pills once the immediate pain was gone. To my surprise, I was totally pain-free 15 minutes later. Plus it never came back. No pills necessary. I've used this nifty tool many times, and it's always helped, but this was like a miracle cure.
So in a burst of consumer optimism, I'd like to pass along the recommendation Nadine gave me to anyone who's driven crazy by muscle cramps or spasms. The TheraCane is designed so you can give yourself an amazing foot massage as easily and effortlessly as a deep-tissue rub to your back. Amazon reviewers all agree this is an astonishingly good investment in self-healing.
And if you can find ways to use it for perverse amusements...BONUS!
A while back, an artist contacted me, using the name Steve Martin. Neither of us were entirely sure why he suddenly had that impulse but I am so grateful he yielded to it. Though I still do not know his true identity, I did recognize his phenomenal talent. We've occasionally corresponded since then, and he generously sent me a CD of hundreds of the most astonishing images I've ever seen. To some, it will look like the furry art they've seen on various furry sites (possibly because he is a king in their universe and has published work under a wide range of pseudonyms since the 1980s.) To me, it looks like R. Crumb dropped purple owsley and went to work for Disney, where he was further corrupted by an anarachist leather cult. Spectacular!!
Big thanks to Ricky Carralero for sharing some of his fabulous pin-up creations. Yum!
From a review of the artist by SQP Publishing, Germany.
"Ricky Carralero's erotic portraits are so hot they almost glow! Like a Varga for the new millennium, Carralero's pin-up girls are pure spice with just a hint of sweet! Best known for his work on the mega-selling 'Double Impact' line of comics and merchandise, Ricky Carralero's extraordinary ability to illustrate the ultimate in fantasy females is putting him on the fast-track of absolute fan favourites! Born in Cuba in 1969, his family finally made it to the States in the mid-Eighties, and Ricky drank in all the images of mindless sex and violence his new country had to offer - and gave back so much more!