Oh my gawd! I’m back after a week of adjusting to a new job, trying to get a new schedule into my body’s natural rhythm. After a long five days playing video games (my new job is a QA tester for a major video game company), and a celebratory weekend of parties, beaches, and friends, I am back on top writing for NextLust and whatnot. I bring with my return a nice article for those lonely geek guys out there, one that will give you some advice on how to score with a hot geeky girl.
Here is an excerpt:
1) Why do geek girls find geek guys attractive? Does it go beyond the
ill-fitting clothes, the recent stench of stale pizza and spilled mountain
dew, and the CRT radiation-burned eyeballs?
That look is one of a man who is almost guaranteed to know a few good Borg jokes, think you look cute with glasses on, and would jump at the chance to spend the entire weekend watching all three extended versions of LOTR in a row (while going through six pots of coffee) with you.
2) What can a geek guy do to get a geek girl to notice him?
OK, boys. This goes for every girl, not just the she-geeks: Remember the names of her pets. They double as her best friends, roommates, and babies, so you’d better know who is who. Oh, that works if she has kids too.
If she is nobody’s mommy, then ask her permission to add her as a friend on__(web 2.0 site)__. Why? Because you get an auto-halo for extra manners, and it makes you stand out.
3) Does a geek girl judge a geek guy on the technology that he surrounds
himself with?
No, as long as nothing is from pre-2002. Or the technology of personal pleasure.
The rest of the top ten tips can be found here, along with a nice photo gallery of the girl in the bikini using the Mac, .
It’s kind of weird how much I admire the design sensibilities of Lelo’s self-pleasuring gadgets, not that I’d ever get one for myself but they are definitely sexy. So in an attempt to boost female readership on Nextlust, here’s a gadget for all you ladies. It’s called the Elise and since words fail me, I’ll just let the press release do the talking.
Sculptural simplicity and alluring tactile qualities define her essence. Well in tune with the natural curves of the female body, the stem forms a soft arc for easy access to all those special places. Situated lengthwise are two vibrant pleasure points designated, solely or in harmony, to impart an array of TOE CURLING CLITORAL, G-SPOT OR FULL BODY RUB DOWNS.
Whew! That reads like a romance novel and for only $169 you can personally experience it.
Many people would consider two of the greatest things in life to be music and sex. Two parts of the wonderful trifecta of sex, drugs and rock & roll. Ohmibod, a vibrator peripheral for mp3 players, is a fusion of these twin beasts of pleasure. Sure anyone can sell a vibrator, but this one actually vibrates along to your favorite tunes as you listen to them.
Shiny vibrating vaginas batman! It’s like getting a private concert in your private parts! Karaoke night just isn’t going to be the same for the ladies. The question is, will it flop or can this little guy tap that market of rejected groupies? And hey, for $69, what better late valentine’s gift?
I’m still bitter about Sony killing off QRIO and Aibo but now more than ever fans around the world are celebrating them in way that 10 years from now, will turn them into pop-tech icons.
Will Murai composed one of my favorite images that define our time, this one he calls Asimov pinup. Here the ubiquitous QRIO is at his girlfriend’s side but it looks like his curiosity algorithms are a little out of hand. Not only that but it looks like ole’ girl is using one of those uber-lusted after iMacs. This digital painting totally says circa 2006 and I love the classic pinup art style.
An interesting article gives some insight and a look at the dirty little secrets of space exploration. There are a lot of questions in life, who are we? Where do we come from? What’s it like to bang a chick in zero gravity? Well just like all of life’s mysteries some things are probably best left unknown.
One major concern comrade Talgat Musabayev seems to have is that children born form interstellar intercourse might turn out to be the spawn of Satan or something like that. So either most cosmonauts either forget condoms on the way up or have just never heard of them. Too bad, I guess during space training someone forgot to tell this guy you can have your cake and eat it too, way to go Russia.
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