Journalist Jesse Kornbluth recently penned a rather sappy love letter to hallucinogens on the blog The Good Men Project. In it, Kornbluth thanks marijuana, LSD, peyote, and mescaline for allowing him to focus on the women in bed next to him.
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In many ways, 2009 might appear to be a red-letter year for supporters of gay rights. In addition to being the year in which Iowa, Vermont and Maine will begin (or have already started) to allow same-sex couples to marry, it is also the 40th anniversary of the Stonewall riots (which served as the birth of the modern gay rights movement), and the beginning of a new era in the White House— led by a young president who's promised to repeal the policy barring openly gay people from serving in the military. But in the midst of this past week's annual Gay Pride celebrations, and in light of all the recent pro-gay rights statements that have been made by political figures such as Connecticut's Chris Dodd, it's hard not to notice the fact that Barack Obama has, in fact, done very little to further the rights of gay people in America.
Can DNA predict that elusive quality in the love equation known as "spark"? According to Tamara Brown, founder of the website GenePartner.com, it can, reports Sally McGrane for Time magazine. The Switzerland-based company makes love connections based on genes, or one particular family of genes known as human leukocyte antigens (HLAs).
I am not good at turning down a piece of chocolate, let alone a nice, interested guy. I always feel bad, and so sorry for the guy. I lose sleep over it. But then part of me goes, Erin, get over yourself. It’s not like he’s going to die if you say no. Still, I hate doing it. Here are 5 ways to say thanks, but no thanks:
A guy friend told me last month that despite his ability to meet women when he's out, he has several online dating profiles. He, like some of my other friends, suggested I set up an account on Match.com or its equivalent now that I've reentered the dating scene after several years. When I gave him the same line I'd given other people—"I don't think I need to"—he said, quite matter-of-factly, "Everybody needs to. It's just how things are going to be now."
Nice as it is to hear about indications that the economy is turning around, the layoffs aren't over yet. You've probably just heard that yet another colleague, friend, neighbor, congregant, teammate got the ax—or you will soon. If you've been there, you know how isolating and demoralizing it can be, even now that joblessness is more norm than humiliation, more zeitgeist than badge of shame.
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Fox's "sexpert" Yvonne Fulbright advises people with post-sex regret to cuddle, not fake orgasm, understand his need to sleep and take part in post-sex after play.