This week is the 1 year anniversary of Cattywampus Universe coming into existence. In the beginning, I thought I had a finite amount of time to tell the story of my crazy life. Turns out life is funny that way, that she makes the rules. Life decided I needed more time, and she gave it.… Continue reading Happy One Year Anniversary!
Sex toy makers, I challenge you to make a vibrating wand that I can’t break. Once upon a time, I had a Hitachi Magic Wand that lasted six years. After it finally wore out, I went through three wands in a row, each one wearing out after three months. Is it a case of the… Continue reading Play Nice With Your Toys
For three long, tedious, arduous years, I stood under a big bucket of suck called an ALS diagnosis. For those of you unsure of what this is, Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis destroys your motor nerves: no motor nerves, no moving, no breathing , no eating. It’s typically a 2 year water slide to a horrific clusterfuck… Continue reading The Shackles Are Off
Some things look luscious from a distance. They look like an exquisite Raphael painting, with sensuous lips you want to run the tips of your fingers over, before your own lips replace them. Eyes that are at once wizened with harsh experience, yet has a depth of azure innocence. Their skin a work of art… Continue reading Postres
The one question brought up most from vanillas about swingers and polyamory was how could I stand to see other women all over “my” man. Was jealousy a problem? I found it culturally interesting that in the Southern U.S., there wasn’t anything said about me, from other women, about being a willing and active… Continue reading Share and Share Alike
So the shortest day came, and the year died, And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away. They lighted candles in the winter trees; They hung their homes with evergreen; They burned beseeching fires all night long To keep the year alive, And when the… Continue reading Happy Yuletide-Winter Solstice
Pubic hair: nature’s way of keeping the vajay warm. For some freaky damn reason, completely hairless coochy is the expected norm nowadays. So much, in fact, that a whole generation of young Americans now believe there’s no way to have lush vegetation on your ladybits and be “normal”. Young males are especially confused on this.… Continue reading Bush