Namedropper
Mar. 24th, 2003 12:49 am(channelling Steve Martin's stand-up days) Not mine of course.
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You people are sick! I was talking about a cat!
That cat was the best... er... well, ok...
so, add this to my list of known kinks: If I go for a while without shaving my legs, like, say, all winter, and then I finally do it as sort of a first day of spring ritual (suggestion: at the gym where you've already paid someone else to clean up all the hairs), it feels wicked when a cat rubs up against my legs. They already feel weird from their recent haircut, but then the feel of fur next to them is wonderfully tingly!
The reliable leg rubbing cats on my walk home from the gym have long since moved away. So, this is an uncommon pleasure.
However, I could NOT get last night's party host's cat to rub against my legs, and received a couple baleful looks and stern comments about consent issues when I tried to pick up the cat and rub her against my legs. Such behavior runs a high risk of Warm Fuzzy turning into Bag of Claws and Teeth, so I would advise against it. Luckily, this cat gets her patience from her
Did I mention Steve Martin, who hosted That Show Tonight?
Fetishy folks at the party yesterday, who were namedropping like mad, seemed to make a point of mentioning their affiliation with Cecilia Tan. So, in the unending struggle to validate my sense of coolness, let me gloat that I watched this year's Oscars with her. Oooooooh.
Can I get that coolness merit badge now? Because this factoid makes me a better person how?