Saturday, May 06, 2006

Sandra's Sex Shop?

“Now, I don’t think I’m the kind of guy who does rants well enough to copy Sandra Ruttan, whose rants and raves are the reading delight of apparently hundreds and hundreds of aficionados in two North American nations. She gets more traffic than an adult toy store. Or at least the chocolate store next door to it. I don’t know as how I could maintain that level of excitement long enough. But her blog IS one I’d aspire to.”

I found that comment yesterday on Forrest’s blog and I had to smile. Excitement?

I never really thought of my blog as exciting. Okay, I’ve been known to have the odd rant, but I’m not alone in that department. Yesterday, I discovered Amra Pajalic can give this ranter a run for her money any day of the week. And James O has the ability to tear a topic to shreds in a very worthy fashion.

Of course, there are other blogs…many many other blogs.

Should I, like Forrest infers, rename mine Sandra’s Sex Shop and be all about spankings and sex toys, or change my blog to Sandra Rant and shred topic after topic for your entertainment?

I guess the question of the day is, how would you describe my blog?

I know I’ve been quieter than usual the past few days but I’ve got a few things planned for next week that I hope you’ll all enjoy. Scroll down for kitty pictures!

And, fittingly, today’s jokes courtesy of my friend, Forrest.


Little Johnny

A new teacher is trying to make use of her Psychology courses. She starts her class by saying, "Everyone who thinks you're stupid, stand up."

After a few seconds, little Johnny stood up.

The teacher said, "Do you think you're stupid, Johnny?"

"No, ma'am," he says, “but I hate to see you standing there all by yourself."


Skiing weekend

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard.

They pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.

"I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently "widowed," she explained. "I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house."

"Don't worry," Jack said. "We'll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light."

The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.

About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney.

It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.

He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked, "Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up North?"

"Yes, I do."

"Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?"

"Yes," Bob said, a little embarrassed about being found out. "I have to admit that I did."

"And did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?"

Bob's face turned red and he said, "Yeah, sorry, buddy. I'm afraid I did."

"Why do you ask?"

"She just died and left me everything."

Li'l Stuart

13 comments:

Erik Ivan James said...

Cute pictures, cute jokes. No need to rename your blog. Sandrablabber is appropriate.;)

Boy Kim said...

Bloggish.

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JT Ellison said...

I find your blog real, honest, funny and inspiring. No bullshit. That's what keeps me coming back day after day. Face it, you're damn cool.

Sandra Ruttan said...

Glad you like, Erik. Boy Kim, ha! You're a man of surprisingly few words today!

JT, thanks. Forward your address and I'll send the cheque! If this was 2 months ago I'd wonder if the "cool" reference had to do with location, LOL!

Boy Kim said...

I've used up most of my May quota already. Got to be careful or I'll run out.

Amra Pajalic said...

Thanks for the shout out, Sandra. I feel like it's taken me a while to settle into my blogging persona and now I've got it. I'm fuelled on rage and rather than ranting in my real life I can now do it in cyber space. Aren't you all lucky?

Sandra Ruttan said...

We are Amra! You've got good things to say, and you say them well. I've got to add you a link...

Dr. Lisa said...

They're so sweet!!

Mary said...

Original, informative, thought-provoking, honest and funny.

.... and the name's perfect - don't change it.

For The Trees said...

Well, after embarrassing me in front of thousands of dedicated readers all over the WORLD, for which I am eternally grateful, all I can say is, keep it "Sandrablabber" because it throws the sexual-repression police off the trail.

Other'n that, there's this one tiny bit I'd like to add: Your blog fascinates me. I never know what I'm going to run into. Or across. Today, fer instance. Sunday sex, strippers, condoms, body lotions, strip tease dances...C'mon, Sandra, 'fess up: you're a frustrated sex worker who just can't get enough. Maybe Kevin is putting out the wrong fires. HAHA NOT.

You're a very healthy, very well-balanced woman who's not afraid to talk about the ONE thing ALL of us do, all the time. Thank God we don't have to wait for a festival or a weekend, even though, as you said, Sundays are kinky once. Then it's just(!) satisfying. And makes one reverent for healthy urges.

Along with the lurid atmosphere, you're never boring. You keep giving us topics to mull over that draw us back, to see what you have to say THIS time, and entertain us royally by your mental gymnastics. Which **I** like, a lot.

I like the way you keep rearranging your blog furniture, making us struggle through our routine-induced habits to learn to read your new and improved product; I like the way you talk to us, never down but with a certain je ne se qua that I can never hope to come close to (I, personally, love to talk down to my loyal subjects, somehow I feel it appeases them. HA! NOT!).

And I like your blog. I like your mind. I like the way you express yourself. I'd LIKE to get in the old pickup and drive up there (in July, when everything's melted and there's some green on the ground) just to say hi some afternoon. And meet Kev, who's pretty damn special according to your spousal descriptions - which means he's pretty damn special. And then I could catch some sleep and head home.

But I won't. Just can't justify the $3,946 US it would take for gasoline ONE-WAY. (God, I've GOT to buy stock in Exxon-Mobil.) So you're safe, don't bother cleaning the guns.

Still, can't argue with success. Especially your blog. Now relax, angst about what MY blog is supposed to be vs. YOUR excellent offering, is not to be transferred or inferred or mink-furred. Well, maybe mink-furred for winter...

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