Is that a meme in your pocket or are you just happy to see me... on Meme Monday!

Roz: Do I look slutty?

Bulldog: If you're fishing for compliments, yeah, you look slutty.
~ Frasier

What better way to welcome back Meme Monday than with a little bit of sassy fun...


1. Is there anyone on your blogroll you would have sex with?
Hmmm... the circumstances are so NOT right, but if they were, then maybe. Or maybe not...


2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?
Yes.

But if I had to pick one, then morning.


3. Have you ever had to pull over on the side of the road to puke?
Sí. But not recently, I'll have you know.


4. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?
Are you joking?


5. Shower or bath while having sex?
Yes -- neither without incident, either. Ouch.


6. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?
It depends on my mood -- but both have their good points. Very good points, actually.


7. Do you love someone on your blogroll?
You betcha.


8. Love or Money?
Love, honey. Every damn time.


9. Credit cards or cash?
Truth be told, credit, but pay off at the end of the month.


10. Have you ever wanted a best friend?
Yes -- and I have had a few in my life and times -- even now.


11. Camping or a 5 star hotel?
Please. Have we just met? My idea of camping is no room service. Five star hotel, baby!

12. Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?
Good question... let’s just say it involves a body of water.

13. Would you shave your entire body (including your head)?
No way. My hair is my prized physical trait. It stays. Below the neck is a whole ‘nother story.

14. Have you ever been to a strip club?
Yep.

15. Ever been to a bar?
Again -- have we just met?

16. Ever been kicked out of a bar or a club?
It’s been a while, but yep.

17. Ever been so drunk someone else had to carry you?
Sadly, yes.

18. Had sex in a movie theater?
Sex -- no. Made out -- yessssss.

19. Had sex in a bathroom?
You betcha.

20. Have you ever had sex at work?
Actually no, now that I think about it.

Wait -- yes, yes I have, back in my wanton youth.

21. Ever been to an adult store?
No I haven’t, believe it or not.

Wait -- yeah I have, again, now that I think about it.

22. Bought something from an adult store?
Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. And wouldn’t you like to know...

23. Have you been caught having sex ?
Yes. Eeeeeek!

24. Does anyone have naughty pics of you?
Hmmmmm... need to think about this.

Answer: maybe. *lascivious eyebrow*

25. Ever had sex with someone and called them by the wrong name?
Yep. Good thing I can think on my feet. Or back, actually...

Titillating. Simply titillating.

(Will.i.am)Whatcha gonna do with all that breast.. All that breast inside dat shirt



(Fergie)
I'ma make make-make-make you work 
make you work-work, make you work


Ah, October. Month of Fests (beer!) Month of music (Rocktober, anyone?) Month of awareness (boobs!)

Heh. It’s rather like sex, drugs and rock-and-roll in very loose terms, all wrapped up in a nice 31 day package. (and don’t even get me started on the sugar-fueled screamfest at the end of the month)

Let’s take a closer look at the performer playing the “sex” part in this little month-y tableau, shall we?

Boobs. Ta-tas. Breasts.

Some chicas give theirs names (not my style, but whatever floats your proverbial water bra.)

Objects of desire and lust. Alluring. Enticing. Fabulous.

And in my case – real and spectacular.

The very definition of femininity.

And the target of an insidious form of cancer.

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

It’s time to Think Pink, y’all.

There are statistics a-go-go everywhere right now about patients and survivors and research and funding. Numbers. Facts. Cold and hard.

But this breast cancer thing has a much more warm, tender, personal face, as far as I’m concerned.

My Aunt Munch

My Auntie Ruth

My (male) cousin Ray

My mother-in-law

My longtime friend Janet, who is a three-year survivor. At age 45.

This is what breast cancer looks like, as far as I’m concerned.

And while I didn’t get my act together fast enough this year to do my usual part for the cause – participating in the area’s Komen Race for the Cure – I’m lending a hand, in a manner of speaking, to things in a very sassy way.

I’m flashing y’all. Letting it all hang out. Being very titillating. Literally and figuratively.

I showed ‘em for Boobiethon.

That’s right. Bared my tits for the camera. Both in some of my favorite lingerie and au natural.

Boo-yah!

The outpouring – or should I say unveiling – for this cause has been fantastic. Chicas (and dudes) have been checking their inhibitions at the door and sharing themselves to help raise funds (y’all have to pony up $$ to see the naked shots) and raise awareness for breast cancer. And lest you think it’s all about being sassy – the shots of the survivors, with the scars telling the stories of bravery and faith and hope will affect you in unexpected and sobering ways. Trust me.

I daresay that you know someone. Are related to someone. Are someone. Someone who's been affected by breast cancer.

So what are you waiting for – go check out Boobiethon.

You won’t be disappointed. Promise.

And if any of y’all can figure out which shots are mine… we’ll talk.