I got the pulsatin' rhythmical remedy (busychild424) wrote,
I got the pulsatin' rhythmical remedy
busychild424

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Because this is such a great shot, I'm posting it outside an lj-cut for you guys. Tandra took it. It was in the previous post as well. This picture just keeps growing on me.





I love penguins. I have loved penguins ever since I saw a National Geographic special on them on PBS. I saw it on PBS and not on Discovery or something because as a child my parents (father mostly) were too cheap to buy cable television. The second part of my adolescence was defined by the emerging internet, and boy was I ever a part of that. But the first part was the MTV generation, and I grew up completely without it. I was socially retarded for a while. Seriously.

Anyhow, I was watching this special on penguins and I was moderately interested until I saw some shots of them swimming. Then I saw some shots of them waddling around on the iceberg or whatever it was they were hanging out on. And I started wondering to myself, how the heck do they get up on that ice thingy from being in the water?

They do it by getting a running (swimming?) start, SHOOTING up out of the water, and landing on their bellies, coming to a sliding stop on the ice. How freaking cool is that? Penguins know how to have fun. And that's why I like penguins.



Tandra has magical fingernails. I am convinced of this. All my life since I was a little kid, I like to have my back tickled. My mom used to do it when I was little. She would just lightly run her fingernails across my back, shoulders, and arms. It's so relaxing. Anyhow, I'd always tried to get my girlfriends to do that. Some of them would, but none of them were ever as good at it as my mother.

Then came Tandra. She tickles my back as good as or better than my mom. But that's not the kicker. The kicker is that one time my back itched and I asked her to scratch it. She did, to her unending dismay, I'm sure. Having someone else scratch me has never really done anything for me aside from scratching an itch I can't reach, but when she scratches my back I'm in heaven. She scratches my back so good that other parts of my body start to itch out of nowhere, as if they are crying out for her fingernails, "don't leave me out!" Her fingernails are incredibly strong. Tandra says all her boyfriends have enjoyed it as much as I do. And the coolest part is that they work on her too. She can get as much satisfaction out of scratching herself as I get out of being scratched by her.

mmmm, scratches :-)

(I swear, I was a dog in my last life)
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