Sunday, March 11, 2007

Sex drive

To hold hands, to pull her in close with an arm around her waist, with palm on the rise of her hip, to look into her eyes, to kiss her on the neck below the ear and make her giggle and hold tighter, to kiss her on the lips with a smile, to undress, to run a hand over her back, to make love with abandon. A sexual fantasy.
I remember reading this article about thought patterns. The author classified thought patterns into age groups. The age group from 35-50 or so had job, debts, children etc as the major parts involved in their thought process (around 30% each) and around 10% for sex. In the age group 18-30, the author just divided the pie chart into sex 90% and other 10%. I am not sure if a gender split would have made a difference but I guess the sex drive is greater in men than in women (most single guys fantasize/masturbate more frequently than single girls).
At the risk of over generalization, in guys its more like a hump that piece of ass and maybe get to know after urge while in girls its kind of in reverse - get to know that piece of ass and then hump. Or in other words, the basis of a relationship is more physical in guys than in girls. Now that leads to a problem. If you are a guy, you will have to put in time and work for getting laid. If you are a girl, you have to be content that the guy just wants to get in your pants and maybe have a meaningful conversation later on.
I am basing the lower sex drive for girls on how a romantic relationship is usually initiated by the guy rather than the girl (but you can go here for a scientific treatment on sex drive gender split http://www.psy.fsu.edu/~baumeistertice/baumeistercatanesevohs2001.pdf). I guess guys don't have as many things to weigh before they initiate romance while girls do. I read an article about causes of infidelity and why there could be an anthropological 'spreading the seed' reason for guys to go around, well, spreading their seed rather than sticking to a single partner. The author is smart enough to disclaim in the beginning that that is not an excuse to cheat, but I guess lots of guys do use that excuse now. If that is true, that is spreading the seed being one of the biological drives for men and not women, maybe thats the reason why men have a greater sex drive and not as much of a stringency in choosing a sexual partner. On the other hand, the risk/responsibility involved in sex is kind of skewed negatively toward women as they are the ones that carry the child. Hence they need to choose their partner carefully to share the responsibility. So getting to know that the piece of ass also earns a lot and is responsible is important for women. Of course it shouldn't matter now with contraceptives and more sexual freedom, but the thing is so deeply ingrained in us that we do follow the same pattern even now. Guys initiate; whether that be a ping on MSN or a date for dinner, the onus is usually on the male rather than the female. And the girls, they act pricey, test the waters carefully, study the guy over a long period and finally make a decision leading to a steady relationship - if the guy hasn't blown his head off or become a yogi foregoing all material attachments including that of the flesh.

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Thursday, March 08, 2007

Autobiography of a frog

My name is Verdi. I haven't had that name for a very long time since I came into existence but its the name that I will probably have for a very long time. My skin is dark green and I have a very red mouth which I always keep open in perpetual wonder. I am amazed at the world out there. I really don't remember where I was born or where I come from, but living with all these people have made me realise that I should have had something called a mom and a dad, at least thats what my general perception of coming into being tells me, but I don't know where they are. And I think I am from a place called China because I have this marking on my belly that says 'Made in China'. Kind of an unemotional phrase I might say talking about me being born as something being made. Or is it that I am a made frog? Maybe I have short term memory losses and I am really a respected member of one of the Chinese Triads. Well anyway my life truly began one day when I caught the eye of this young man who was accompanying a lady friend of his in shopping at the Birla temple in Hyderabad. What was I doing at a temple in Hyderabad, me a frog of Chinese origin? Who knows. As long as I can remember I have been staring out of the glass pane surrounded by a wide variety of trinkets that always get bought by girls like the one accompanying this young man. The man was a little bored and was just giving the woman company as was evident from his aimless loitering. So I opened my red mouth as wide as I could and gave him the best beseeching look I could muster. And he was interested. He seems to be pondering whether he should have me or not. He asked the guy who I vaguely remember as putting me in there to take me out so he could have a look at me. I liked his hands and the way they held me and he lifted me up and looked me in the eye and then smiled. And then I was free! I traveled with him a lot, and he poked me often and made me laugh very hard. All his friends found my laughter amusing too and I was quite happy with them. Then we traveled a long distance to a far away land, which I came to know was called Bangalore. It was not much different this new land but was cooler and I did like that. The man then took me to his work place, and I became a celebrity! Every once in a while a friend of his would come and poke me and make me laugh. He used to make me laugh when the place had quietened down in the afternoon when everybody was a little sleepy after lunch. He used to get pleasure in making me laugh out loud and then look around to see which of the other people were amused. I felt my laughter was kind of out of place but he didn't seem to care and he was satisfied with the few people who found it amusing. He shared me with friends, throwing me about sometimes, and I used to like it, giving out a chuckle when I landed on someone who, after getting over their initial scare, poked me and laughed with me. I became quite popular. It was sometime then that I got named. He hadn't really thought about a name but his friend said I have to have a name. So he named me Verdi, because I was so green. I loved him and his friend calling me that. I used to spend time with his friend too and he was a great guy. They were close friends the both of them and they loved me! I used to go with them to the canteen sometimes riding on his shoulder (and sometimes getting stuffed into his pocket when someone who didn't approve of me walked by). People would stare and he would sometimes look at them and then at me and then do a double take. He used to sometimes make me pray with my front legs clasped together or sometimes make me clap which I was always eager to do. But like they said, all good things come to an end and one day he left me. I am with his close friend though who takes good care of me but I miss him. Soooo much. Sniff.