May 14th, 2009

Scorpio

The Hug Tour

Several of you reading this are having tough times right now.

It makes me want to go around and hug all of you.

Makes me imagine my going on The Hug Tour. That sounds flippant, but I'm being serious. Imagine it: I reach each of you, and reach out to each of you. I cradle each of you. Each of you at different times, of course; my arms aren't THAT long. (Okay, that was a little flippant.) Some of you need just a couple of seconds: some need minutes, or more. I find the time in each case. I hug as needed. I feel a lot of hugs are needed right now.

I like hugs. I like seeing hugs. These have been true for a long time. Hugs are adaptable. I'm never going to kiss Alicia again, because we'll never be boyfriend and girlfriend again, but I'll hug her more than once each time I see her. It's the good kind of contact. It's a Good Touch.

I want more Good Touch in the world.

Several of you reading this are having tough times right now.

It makes me want to go around and hug all of you.
Blow My Mind

Whoa. And I *like* nudity.

Last hour I tuned out Rick Emerson for a few minutes as he had Mr. Skin call in. I'm really not in the mood, I told myself.

I could analyze this in a bunch of directions, but most simply put, Mr. Skin rubs me the wrong way. And I'd prefer to be rubbed the right way, if you know what I mean. And I think you do.

(I don't need Mr. Skin to be lascivious, you can tell.)