Lost on the Lunatic Fringe

Last night my husband and I decided to watch Behind The Green Door. Now, there are a number of redeeming things about the film, such as a script and a plot, weak though they may be, and the fact that it was shot on film. Also, all of the people in it were adults with the body hair adults are supposed to have. We came to the mutual conclusion that the film did not appeal to us, though. The reason for this was that the people in the film were at best enthusiastic, but not skilled. Porn historically seems to be made up of people who don’t really know what they’re doing, and just go through the basic operation of getting off, but not all of them are even really doing that. While it is very nice to see a woman put her mouth on a dick, just doing an up and down motion seems rather mechanical. It isn’t exactly enjoyable to watch. There’s no real effort or investment in it. Maybe we’re just picky, but there has to be something more to it. There was, of course, plenty of cunnilingus, but none of that was skilled either. Most of it seemed to be geared towards not blocking the camera rather than actually doing something. And we wonder where people learn to be lousy in bed.
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Finally, after about a week of hauling loads of belongings in the car and by trailer and van, we have everything here. I’m plotting a yard sale soon. In the process of moving, I discovered something I should have been aware of all along. We have too much stuff. We have things we’d forgotten all about, and things that we don’t need. I marvel at how it was stashed in the old place, because there’s no way we should have been able to maneuver through the house unless we’d unwittingly been the proud owners of tardis-cupboards.

At any rate, we are now in the stage of moving in which we have completed the move, but we have not yet unpacked. Hopefully we’ll get everything stowed away and get rid of the things we never needed or needed so much we’d forgotten all about them. Of course, work starts on Tuesday, and I have a potentially stressful funeral to attend on Wednesday. We’ll see how it plays out.

On the upside, there is a grocery store within walking distance, and this means an even quicker trip by bike. We also have a thrift store within blocks of our house, and not only is it a good thrift store, but it is set up to help battered women to be rehabilitated. Not a bad cause to back. There are so many things to do here, and I think that Mehdi and I are going to learn to take advantage of all the ones that are free or nearly so. We’ve done a little reconnaissance in the neighborhood, and plan to do more as the time goes by. As soon as we’ve got the finances straightened out and some things budgeted, we’re going to check out the possibility of getting a pair of bikes to tool around on. It’s doubtful that we’re close enough to work to get there by bike, but we might be able to spend our weekends on some.

We’re a go on the house we looked at for rent. We can start moving in as soon as the landlord gets his deposit and the rental agreement. Hooray!

We compared the price of an apartment and the price of renting a house, and the house came out slightly cheaper, but with the wonderful bonus of not having neighbors directly above, below and on the other side of the wall. There’s a basement, and it’s not three floors to move our furniture up. It’s a bungalow, so the living space is all on the ground floor. We won’t have shared laundry facilities, we can simply take our washer and dryer along and hook them up, and without the need for quarters, we can wash and dry our clothes. We can leave clothes in them without worrying that we’ll piss off a neighbor or have something stolen.
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