What do NASA, an iPhone and breasts have in common? Apparently when you put the three together, you get the perfect fit for the perfect bra. This is the future! Finally, a good use for science and technology! (Kidding… Mostly.) Thirdlove is a new clothing company that developed an app with a crack team of scientists (NASA scientists!) to help figure out what size bra you should actually be wearing. This is an issue for a lot of women, and when your breasts feel secure, so does the rest of you.
How does it work? Well, that’s where the iPhone comes in. (And the breasts… The breasts are necessary for the process.) You take a photo of your figure (which doesn’t need to be NSFW) with your iPhone and it will create a 3D image which goes through their software to find your perfect size… And then pushes you towards the store’s site so you can buy your perfect bra.
This got me thinking… What if there was an app where men could take pictures of their erect penises and it would deliver the perfect angles and techniques for their specific penis shape/size? And then, of course, it would push them towards The Art of Blowjob so that they (and their partners) can learn exactly how to be pleased. What about that? I guess photo confidentiality would be a concern, but it seems like a lot of guys are all too willing to share penis pictures regardless. So… Is this a billion dollar idea? Should I get my own team of NASA blowjob scientists? Do you think it’d fly in the app store? :P
So far it’s mostly been tested with rats, but based on my own experience, I’d say it to be true. I certainly feel a kind of post-orgasmic mental clarity (after feeling stunned for a minute or two) and I think the ongoing orgasms have kept me sharp and vibrant and, most of all, happy. Being a giver of orgasms, I could see it as a science of sort, though I much prefer to think of it as an art, of course.
How about you? Do you feel more clever, focused or in control of your mental faculties after a good orgasm? Do you feel foggier before one, or maybe just singularly focused on sex? Do you think that an orgasm a day (or more) could lead to a more engaged, maybe even more intelligent society?
Upworthy shared this video, and I wanted to share it with all of you. Although I certainly spend a lot of time here talking about porn and sex, I also spend a certain amount of it talking about gender and about my own personal interests (outside of porn, sex and gender, of course) including some of my geekier proclivities. Luckily, I haven’t been subject of much speculation on whether or not I’m geeky enough, but it’s tremendously common for women, especially those in sexier professions.
This song is pretty and catchy, but it’s the smiling faces of proud geek girls who really make it, and the simple defiance that they don’t have to prove anything. It’s nice to have passions and interests and to feel a sense of community, and to have people bully you and tell you that you can’t really love what you love because you’re a girl (or you’re pretty/sexy/seem cool…) is a real shame.
On top of the lovely music by The Doubleclicks and some very special geek guest stars, it’s just a lovely message. What do you take from it? Do you think anyone can be a geek? They do say that we shall inherit the earth. :P
Jezebel has the bravery to ask the tough questions. In this particular situation, the question is mostly about balls… But really, when is it not at least sort of about balls? Maybe I’m just thinking of my own life here, but I certainly spend a fair amount of my energy on testes. At any rate, apparently the science of balls being outside of the body for cooling reasons has been at least somewhat debunked and evolutionary scientists aren’t actually too sure why they’re in a scrotum. There is a relationship with heat and fertility, but it doesn’t seem to be clear that it’s why the human body evolved this way.
Then, Lindy got hilarious and came up with some future evolutionary options for the testicles, since they’re not necessarily changing for any particular useful reason anyways, as it turns out. Among them, were: decoy nutsacks all over the body, so predators don’t know which one to bop, a symbiotic relationship with a small squirrel or weasel, who will fight off attackers in exchange for shelter and all-you-can-eat nad-flies and a squirting flower, but isn’t that already the penis?
So, I want to see what you’d come up with. Where could you see balls going next, evolutionarily speaking? Personally, I might be a little creeped out by most of those options, but maybe in the future they could taste extra sweet to lure in mates with a sweet tooth? There’s certainly a benefit for that. Get creative and leave your comments! Maybe people will find this blog millions of years from now and one of us could be right!
Can you even believe this? Of course I’m going to come out here in defence of both Apple and porn here, so responding to an issue when BOTH are at play? Even more so. In maybe the most bizarre lawsuit that I’ve ever heard, a man is going after Apple because using their browser Safari apparently caused him to type “Fuckbook” instead of “Facebook”, which launched him into a world of sexual addiction. Nevermind that U and A are very far apart on the keyboard…
Even if it had been a pop-up that l was remembered by his browser’s setting which later popped up as an option while he was typing in Facebook’s URL, it’s still a far cry to say that Apple is responsible for the contents of the entire internet. There are all sorts of blockers for adult content if you want to enable them, but there’s no need to furnish every computer with permanently locked filters. And, taking a look at Fuckbook makes it clear that very nearly anything on the internet could trigger an addiction… There are a few risky thumbnails, but you’d have to pay to get inside and actually see what’s going on, and I can’t imagine Apple would have willed him to get his wallet out.
The end result is that he has had problems with addiction, which I do sympathize with, even if I’m not sure that addiction is the most helpful term for “excessive” consumption of porn. But he has indicated that the worst problem is that he no longer feels as attracted to his wife because of the beautiful women he’s seen in porn… Really? There are beautiful women all over the world, everywhere you look, in person and in every form of entertainment… Porn isn’t a lightswitch that goes off and keeps you from valuing other people in your life.
This is silly not only because obviously this isn’t Apple’s fault at all, but also because it opens up discussions about further porn regulation, even if only in this context. People should be taught about responsible consumption of all things, but we shouldn’t ban all expressions of nudity and sexuality online just because some people have issues with control. There should be more services to help these people, I do agree, but perhaps if we lived in a less shame-based world, he’d be less inclined to go to the courts over an introduction to porn.
How about you? Do you think this case has any merit? Do you think that we should have safety features on all computers unless that we’d have to disable, or is it better for people to opt into disabling it if they need? I think it’s all about what message it sends… Do we live in a world where our default is to censor or to let people decide for themselves?
Sophie sent this along to me because she knows this lovely comedian by the name of DeAnne Smith, who is a Montreal local. Apparently she has been doing this song (among others) in her act for a while, but this is the first time that she used the internet’s secret ingredient… A kitten! And the internet approves heartily!
Now she’s gone viral, and I can definitely see why this video would make its way into my hot little hands… For one, it’s on a ukulele, which is right up my alley. It’s about sexy, geeky pick-up lines and, though she’s missing much on the gaming/Mac/coding front, she still gets top marks for her wit and knowledge of grammar… And then, of course, the kitten. It’s a peppy, perky little song and the little kitten attempts to strum along, which creates some hilarious impromptu (one-way) banter.
What do you think of this? Is it a little TOO cute, or are these puns right on the money for you? And, who plays the ukulele better? Deanne, or her furry friend? It’s nice to share a little Montreal content here, especially since it fits so many little quirks of my personality so nicely. I hope it fits with yours too!