<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451</id><updated>2011-08-03T01:01:37.253+08:00</updated><category term='eyes'/><category term='Peru'/><category term='Eve'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Garden of Eden'/><category term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Sadie'/><category term='Holly'/><category term='hands'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Renee'/><category term='depression'/><category term='D'/><category term='Marge'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='affairs'/><category term='tulips'/><category term='Black Dog'/><category term='TMI'/><category term='Wet Wednesday'/><category term='Fiction'/><category term='HNT'/><category term='reasons'/><category term='shaving'/><category term='Cable Beach'/><category term='roses'/><title type='text'>The Temptation of Adam</title><subtitle type='html'>One man's tale of how he sampled the forbidden apple and now has a craving for the whole orchard.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8738993282646373894</id><published>2009-08-05T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:02:44.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>Dark Days - (or where the hell I have been)</title><content type='html'>Or should that be '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the hell I have been through/going through&lt;/span&gt;'??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SnktjY2cXPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Nh1NOEEGQQc/s1600-h/BlackDog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SnktjY2cXPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Nh1NOEEGQQc/s400/BlackDog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366370516978130162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old nemesis has reappeared. The Black Dog is back. I fought a battle with this monster some years ago and it nearly cost me my life. I had hoped never to cross paths with this beast again, but alas, he has found me and I find myself going through the same torment as before. For those who are not familiar with the term 'The Black Dog', it refers to depression. I have suffered through it in the past and was foolish enough to believe that I had beaten it. I now believe that it is like alcoholism and never truly is beaten, only contained until the next crisis brings it to the surface again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have recognised the signs. Perhaps I chose to ignore them, denying that I was once again slipping into the abyss. Either way, I am here and I know it is a long way back to the light again. The dark days are here, and all I want to do is hide in the darkness and hope that the world forgets who I am and leaves me alone. Thoughts of death and self harm abound and it is all I can do to stop myself from acting on the impulses I feel. For the time being I still feel it is possible to survive this, and hopefully with medication and counselling I will be able to beat this again. I know it won't be easy, and that is what scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone, and once again I face the Dark Days ahead as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Snktju9pteI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Li6XdzNg5PY/s1600-h/storm+ahead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Snktju9pteI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Li6XdzNg5PY/s400/storm+ahead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366370522913945058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8738993282646373894?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8738993282646373894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8738993282646373894&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8738993282646373894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8738993282646373894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/08/dark-days-or-where-hell-i-have-been.html' title='Dark Days - (or where the hell I have been)'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SnktjY2cXPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Nh1NOEEGQQc/s72-c/BlackDog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8074129132124389223</id><published>2009-04-29T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:00:06.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #44.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Is there a particular smell that turns you on?  If so what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of a freshly aroused pussy. Other than that, I can't think of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Have you ever tried or considered trying a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Master_Cleanse"&gt;Master Cleanse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; type method to lose weight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself fortunate in that I don't gain weight easily, therefore I have never had a requirement to try weight loss programs. On the other side of the coin though, I have tried various methods and formulas (shakes and the like) for bulking up or putting on muscle mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. When you browsing a book store for reading material, do you find yourself checking out a book solely based on the cover design?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty. I guess at times we all judge a book by it's cover, and after all isn't that why the cover is there, to grab out interest and make us pick that book instead of another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Which 80's trend were you least happy to see come back this year; big shoulder pads or neon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big shoulder pads. I never liked them the first time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  How long do you think could you disappear for until someone would notice your absence and start looking for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not long. Kids have a habit of tracking you down no matter where you are. There are times when I can't even be left alone in the bathroom. Even being out of the house working, there would be concerns if I wasn't home by dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Have you ever walked out of a movie and asked for your money back?  Which movie(s) and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I haven't. I don't get to go to the movies very often so when I do I make sure it is something that I really want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Have you ever changed your plans because of something you read in your horoscope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never. I don't believe in horoscopes and so I never read them. I certainly wouldn't change my plans because of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8074129132124389223?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8074129132124389223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8074129132124389223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8074129132124389223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8074129132124389223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-weirdness-44.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #44.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1752467674126219021</id><published>2009-04-22T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:00:07.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #43.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What items (if any) do you get embarrassed to purchase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was much younger I used to get embarrassed about buying condoms, but now I would happily buy a packet if needs be. I don't think I get embarrassed about buying anything these days. I may find it a little difficult to buy sex toys or objects as it is not something I have ever had to do, and I am not sure that I would know what to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) What sexual position do you and your partner/significant other use most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, and when, the opportunity arises, sex is performed in the missionary position. Mrs A. feels uncomfortable and dirty in other positions. Luckily, missionary is one of my favourite positions so I don't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;What if you could sense and read the moods of other people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you think that would be useful or useless? What ways could you use it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this would be an extremely useful talent to have. Where do I sign up to get it?? I never seem to pick up on the subtle signs that people supposedly use to indicate their mood changes, and I often end up making situations worse when really I have the best of intentions. This ability could stop me from making an ass of myself, although it would have to be really special to be able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) What is the last thing you broke by accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glass in the kitchen. I was washing it and it just slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor. Luckily it wasn't an expensive glass, and more importantly, no-one was cut by the thousands of pieces of glass that went everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) If you had to lose one of your body parts what would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of attached to all my body parts so I am not sure I would want to give any of them away. If I had to then maybe I could donate a kidney or some other such organ. If I just had to lose it without there being some positive outcome then perhaps  something useless like my appendix could be volunteered. External body parts, I might opt for something I have plenty of, like a finger or toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) How do you feel about anal sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not something I have had a lot of experience with, but I did enjoy the few times that I have experimented with it. It is something I want to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) If you could have the ability to solve problems quickly and easily or the ability to know without doubt every time a person told a lie, which ability would you want and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would take the problem solving ability. It would be great to be able to solve all kinds of problems quickly and easily. And if someone lied to you and it created a problem then you would be able to solve it, quickly and easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1752467674126219021?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1752467674126219021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1752467674126219021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1752467674126219021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1752467674126219021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-weirdness-43.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #43.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-490289249977920689</id><published>2009-04-21T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:34:29.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #65</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Marriage and children aside, what has been your greatest accomplishment in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to have lived a happy and healthy life to this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Aside from healthy and happy children, what is your greatest ambition for the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue to live a long, happy and healthy life. Having just lost an associate to cancer, it brings home the value of one's health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. If we were to enter your real name in a search engine, what would we find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much. I have googled myself in the past but it didn't amount to much. Maybe that says something about me, or perhaps I just fly under the radar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Who is the most famous person you ever met (not just in the same room as, but actually spoke with)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was at school I won a math competition and got to caddy for the Australian Cricket Team during a golf day between test matches. I'm not really a big cricket fan but it was quite a buzz to spend a whole day with people you have only ever seen on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Parents aside, who is your biggest hero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman. He is so cool and I wish I could do all the things he does, including kissing Kirsten Dunst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Someone once worked out the sexual version of Six Degrees of Separation - Celebrity A slept with B, who slept with C, who slept with D, making as sort of connection between A and D. Are you connected to anyone famous through six or fewer bonks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I would be connected to anyone famous. Although, I could probably say Pamela Anderson, or Paris Hilton and be close, because haven't so many people slept with them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-490289249977920689?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/490289249977920689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=490289249977920689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/490289249977920689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/490289249977920689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/tmi-tuesday-65.html' title='TMI Tuesday #65'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1686742417900710820</id><published>2009-04-09T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:13:50.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #42 - Men In Black.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The good guys dress in black, remember that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just in case we ever face to face and make contact.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title held by me... M.I.B. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Here come the Men in Black. (Men in Black)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The galaxy defenders. (uh oh, uh oh)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come the Men in Black. (Men in Black)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't let you remember. (won't remember)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uh uh, uh uh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- &lt;span&gt;P. Rushen, T. Mcfadden, W. Smith, F. Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Sd2dTivFJPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/p0UCI1n-HI0/s1600-h/MIB+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Sd2dTivFJPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/p0UCI1n-HI0/s400/MIB+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322583293689144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the fact that you only get MAN in black, not MEN in black, but I figure you will let me off as I am giving you quality, not quantity. Those that feel they have been mislead can ask for a refund at the door (good luck with that).&lt;br /&gt;There probably won't be any posts next week as I will be out of town for a seminar. A change of scenery might recharge the creative batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; to meet this week's players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Easter All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1686742417900710820?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1686742417900710820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1686742417900710820&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1686742417900710820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1686742417900710820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/hnt-42-men-in-black.html' title='HNT #42 - Men In Black.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Sd2dTivFJPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/p0UCI1n-HI0/s72-c/MIB+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-2962197053357944360</id><published>2009-04-08T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:33:26.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #42.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) What condiment goes best with french fries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like salt and vinegar. I guess that is 2 condiments but they just work so well together. If forced to choose just one then it would be salt. Vinegar on it's own isn't so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) What condiment do you feel best represents your personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say salt again. It goes well with most things, but like all nice things too much of it isn't good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) If the love of your life was a different religion from you, would you convert for them if they asked you to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not religious so it wouldn't be a big deal for me. If she was the love of my life then I am sure I could be persuaded to '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;embrace'&lt;/span&gt; a religion, even though I know my heart wouldn't be in it and I would still be an unbeliever at heart. And the sex would have to be pretty darn good as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) What is your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know of any other way to eat peanut butter apart from spreading it on bread or eating it straight from the jar, so I will say that bread is my favourite thing to eat with peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and No. Yes because it would be nice to be able to put your affairs in order and say goodbye to folks before the big day arrived, and No because I would hate the count down to the last day and it would be awful to know that you would be dead in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; number of days. If I did know the day of my death then I certainly wouldn't start any long novels, or begin any big projects if I knew I wouldn't get them finished in time. Or get involved in any long running TV series if I'd never get to see the final episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) If you could change your eye colour to anything in the world you wanted, what would you change it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that I would. I don't have a particular eye colour that is a favourite. I like dark eyes on women, I find it sexy, but I don't know that it would look all that good on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Are you more often the partner in crime or the good conscience with your friends and family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the partner in crime. I am easily lead. I think my conscience died from neglect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-2962197053357944360?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/2962197053357944360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=2962197053357944360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2962197053357944360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2962197053357944360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-weirdness-42.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #42.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-2053112171525586410</id><published>2009-04-07T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:00:04.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #64</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Have you ever had a sexual experience with the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, Yes! All my sexual experiences have been with the opposite sex. Perhaps this question is meant to infer an experience with the sex opposite to that normally chosen. If that is the case then the answer would be no. I am male and all my sexual experiences have been with females.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. When you see someone you like, how do you act, how do you get their attention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I really don't know. I do know that when I am attracted to someone, my brain usually shuts down and I can't think of a damn thing to say or do and so I end up standing there stupidly like a big puppy dog, staring and trying not to drool. I've never been very good at breaking the ice so I would hope that they notice me and make the first move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Dominate or dominated, which do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither. I haven't had much experience with either so I couldn't really say I prefer one over the other. I would like to try dominating though. I think that the power that comes with being in control of a sexual experience could be quite intoxicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  Would you/ Have you ever had a threesome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a threesome but it is something that I would like to try. 2 girls and a guy sounds a lot of fun, but I wouldn't rule out 2 guys and a girl as long as I was one of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. When was the last time you had sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I couldn't tell you. It has been quite a while. Certainly not in the last month, and probably only once this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Sex on the first date...good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. I don't see anything wrong with it. If 2 people are into each other, and it is going to happen eventually, why not sooner rather than later? Except if you are my daughter (when she gets old enough to start dating) and then it is BAD, very BAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you have any random or out of the ordinary turn ons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. I love having my nipples played with but I don't think that is 'out of the ordinary'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. What attributes attract you to a potential partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from a weakness for sultry eyes any other attributes would be personality traits. I like people who are easy going, compassionate, able to laugh at themselves, and who appreciate my sometimes odd sense of humour. Physical attributes are really just window dressings for the person that lies within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-2053112171525586410?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/2053112171525586410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=2053112171525586410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2053112171525586410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2053112171525586410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/tmi-tuesday-64.html' title='TMI Tuesday #64'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5250246459062245054</id><published>2009-04-02T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:00:09.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #41 - The Gambler.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,&lt;br /&gt;Know when to walk away and know when to run.&lt;br /&gt;You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause ev'ry hands a winner and ev'ry hands a loser,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- D. Schlitz (performed by Kenny Rogers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SdQ4uyNqtXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/WFJZ5et3m7c/s1600-h/gambler+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SdQ4umhqPRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qdjQudxajEg/s400/gambler+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319939433098263826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(it's a click thru this week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all but run out of ideas for HNT's based on song lyrics. I know there must be 100's of them that wouldn't be to hard to put together but I just seem to draw a blank at the moment. I would appreciate any ideas or suggestions that you might have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; has the full list of HNT participants for this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5250246459062245054?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5250246459062245054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5250246459062245054&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5250246459062245054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5250246459062245054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/hnt-41-gambler.html' title='HNT #41 - The Gambler.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SdQ4umhqPRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qdjQudxajEg/s72-c/gambler+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-682063798570358103</id><published>2009-04-01T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:00:10.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #41.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Is April 1st a fun day, or an annoyance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is good fun. I like trying to spot the pranks, and even though I know it is April 1, I still get fooled sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is the best prank you ever pulled or had pulled on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told this story before but it is worthy of a retell.&lt;br /&gt;The best April Fools joke that I was involved in took place many years ago. I used to work in the catering section of a large metropolitan hospital and just before the end of the month, one of the employees from our department contracted chicken pox. A few people couldn't remember if they had had it as a child and worried that they may become sick as well. Myself and another staff member concocted an April Fool. On the morning of April 1 a memo arrived with some specimen jars and asked that all staff collect a urine sample before 10am and then deliver it at lunch time to the Micro Biology Dept for screening for chicken pox. We, of course, had arranged for the bogus memo to be delivered with the jars. Everyone dutifully collected their sample and stored it until lunchtime where upon they took it for testing. The kind folk at Micro Biology tried to keep a straight face as they disposed of the samples and told people that they had been had and should check the date. It ran so smoothly and I still don't think anyone knows who set up the gag, but boy did we laugh about it afterwards. Talk about taking the piss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What do you think is the most underrated sexual act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if it is classified as an act but I love missionary position and it hardly ever cracks a mention as a sexy position. I like the full body contact, being able to have eye contact, and both participant's hands being able to explore the other person. Also, men's nipples get overlooked at lot too. I have very sensitive nipples and love to have them licked and played with but so often they get bypassed in the rush to get to other areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What is your favorite website?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have a favourite website. I have a few blogs that I visit on a regular basis but that is about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is the most annoying commercial on the air right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, I hate bank commercials. Usually they are telling us how wonderful they are and why we should bank with them, and yet just like every other bank they are dreaming up new ways to screw us with fees and charges, don't want to give us any customer service, and make it almost impossible to change to another institution. Actually, I'll rephrase my first sentence, I don't hate bank commercials, I just hate banks. And now I'll come down from my soap box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. If you were going to create a porn movie, please describe the title, premise and 1st sex scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like women in uniforms, and women dressed smartly yet seductively, for work in an office so I am thinking that it might go along one of those lines. A voyeuristic, peeping tom scene might be the angle I would start with, where a young man (or woman) is spying on a woman (or women) getting dressed for work or undressed at the end of the day. They watch as the uniform or business suit is slowly removed and then they are suddenly discovered by the undresser and a sex scene begins. Further work colleagues could join in a later time as they arrive for their shift. I can't think of a particularly good title, maybe something like "Workin' It", or "Working for a Living". Alternately, it could depend on the uniform featured in the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-682063798570358103?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/682063798570358103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=682063798570358103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/682063798570358103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/682063798570358103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-weirdness-41.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #41.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3204122918061712945</id><published>2009-03-31T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:00:11.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #63</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Have you ever sent or received a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sext%20message"&gt;sext message&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither sent or received one. I don't text very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Have you ever made or received a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=booty+call"&gt;booty call&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have made a phone call with the express purpose of obtaining sex, and yes, it worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Have you ever added or edited a word/entry to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/"&gt;Urban Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; or any other online reference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. At what age did you have your first consensual sexual experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was around 17 or 18 years of age. It was with a girl I had met at a party and we went back to her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What has been the greatest age difference between you a consensual sexual partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4 years. I was the younger person in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;:  Why do you blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging as way of telling my story, and share the secrets that I normally have to keep to myself. However, over recent times I have become a bit lazy and these days I tend to just do these few memes each week along with a HNT if I can squeeze it in. If anyone was interested in hearing more of my adventures then perhaps I could be motivate to continue the tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3204122918061712945?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3204122918061712945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3204122918061712945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3204122918061712945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3204122918061712945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi-tuesday-63.html' title='TMI Tuesday #63'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3518533757991065167</id><published>2009-03-26T15:00:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:00:08.208+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #40 - Helping Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody needs a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Take a look at your fellow man&lt;br /&gt;And tell me what can I do today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody needs a helping out&lt;br /&gt;If that ain't what it's all about&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what&lt;br /&gt;What can I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What can I do today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- B. Darnell, T. Sims, &amp;amp; A. Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(performed by Amy Grant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/ScsFATYFVTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KoG8ElKVhSc/s1600-h/helping+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/ScsFATYFVTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KoG8ElKVhSc/s400/helping+hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317349287800427826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; has all the other HNT players for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the lack of a HNT last week. Doctor's appointments and subsequent examinations on a troublesome shoulder conspired to rob me of any spare time that I may have otherwise had. The shoulder issue hasn't been resolved yet but I am ever optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3518533757991065167?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3518533757991065167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3518533757991065167&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3518533757991065167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3518533757991065167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/hnt-40-helping-hand.html' title='HNT #40 - Helping Hand'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/ScsFATYFVTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KoG8ElKVhSc/s72-c/helping+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6147730998600538152</id><published>2009-03-25T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:00:10.687+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #40.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What is your significant others worst habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the toothpaste from the middle of the tube. Yeah, I know that on  the scale of things it isn't the worst habit that a person could have, but I still find it annoying when I have to squeeze all the toothpaste up the tube just to get enough to clean my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) What piece of clothing that isn't lingerie or an undergarment do you have that you feel especially sexy/handsome in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 501 Levis with the button fly. I love wearing them, and with Winter just around the corner ( I hope) I will soon be able to wear them again. I also have a Hurley long sleeved top that I feel particularly good in and it goes so well with my Levis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) If you could drink ONLY two beverages for the rest of your life, which would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee as my first choice. I can't imagine not being able to drink a cup of coffee, and there are just so many ways to drink it and so many different types and flavours. My second drink would be Highland Park Scotch whiskey. I am not a big alcohol drinker but I do appreciate the occasional glass of this fine, single malt whiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) What is your worst habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick and bite my nails. Particularly if I am bored, anxious or nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) Are you superstitious in any way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I am not. I used to be as a kid but I have managed to convince myself that it is nothing more than silly folklore and that the odds of anything bad (or good) happening because of a certain event or set of circumstances are no greater or less than they would normally be. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;touch wood&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) What kind of shopping do you hate doing most? (Grocery shopping, clothes shopping, shoe shopping, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe and clothes shopping. I only ever do them out of necessity and it always seems to take longer than I had planned. It is not something I derive a lot of pleasure from and so i don't put much time or effort into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) What was a “fad” you remember from your childhood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo-yos. Rubik's cube. Collector cards in bubblegum packets. And we used to clip playing cards onto our bikes so that they made a noise in the wheel spokes and sounded like a motor bike (or at least they did to our young ears). We rode everywhere with those things pegged to our forks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6147730998600538152?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6147730998600538152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6147730998600538152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6147730998600538152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6147730998600538152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-weirdness-40.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #40.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6442468871585312703</id><published>2009-03-24T19:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:49:51.899+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #62</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Ever Googled a date, a potential date or an ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do recall entering a few ex girlfriend's names into google, but I don't think it came back with much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you gossip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, no. But there have been occasions when I have indulged in a good story about someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. How many people do you completely trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I completely trust anyone, and that includes myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever had sex in car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time. I used to meet a lady friend at lunchtime and it often used to result in sex in either her car or mine. They were some hot times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is your best flirting technique: innuendo, telling a dirty joke, talking about sex life, or physical contact?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innuendo tends to be my flirt of choice. It is just something that I feel good with. Must be all those years of watching British comedy, well known for it's innuendo and double entendres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;:  How many times is the most you have ever had sex in a 24 hour period?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about four or five times when I was much younger than I am now. That was in a night, so probably just a 12 hour period. I would like to have 24 hours to devote to nothing but sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6442468871585312703?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6442468871585312703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6442468871585312703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6442468871585312703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6442468871585312703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi-tuesday-62.html' title='TMI Tuesday #62'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1393106957336989948</id><published>2009-03-18T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:00:09.926+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #39.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) In your opinion, what is your biggest character flaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have 2. One is that I tend to trust people too much, although I am getting better in this regard. The other is that I always want to please people and try hard not to let anyone down or to disappoint people. This stems from a desire to have people like me or approve of me and probably has to do with my low self esteem. Don't get me started on that because that is a real can of worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) What do you think is one of the worst television shows ever created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of mainstream TV that I don't like so please don't get me started on this one either. Just about any reality show is boycotted by me, and I am sick to death of cooking shows and renovation/make-over shows. Most of it is just cheap filler because the networks can't be bothered to make real, quality drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.) Have you ever ended up injured after trying an interesting new sex position?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I have. Maybe that is because I am generally a fit person, or it could be because I haven't tried anything that pushes my physical boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) How crucial do you think communication is between you and a regular sexual partner? Do you talk often about what works, what doesn't, things you want to try, etc or do you keep the discussions to a minimal and let the physical flow as it may?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally I just go with the physical flow, but with one partner I had a year or so ago, we had a good rapport and used to discuss what worked and what didn't, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) Who are your favorite comedic actors/actresses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Martin, Eddie Murphy, Bill Murray (although he has gone more dramatic of late), Dan Ackroyd, John Belushi, Mike Myers, Tina Fey. How bad is that, I can only think of one female. Someone enlighten me, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) In what way(s) do you wish your childhood was different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was sick for most of my childhood and died at the end of my teenage years. If I could I would like to have my childhood again with my father healthy so we could do simple things like kicking a ball to each other, going fishing, and all those other things that boys are supposed to do with their Dads. I'm not complaining because at least I had both parents and I wasn't abused, but a healthy Dad would have been a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Cotton Candy; Delicious treat or disgusting mess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a delicious treat, although in the hands of young children it can become a disgusting mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1393106957336989948?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1393106957336989948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1393106957336989948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1393106957336989948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1393106957336989948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-weirdness-39.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #39.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-862476784303298011</id><published>2009-03-17T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:05:52.102+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #61</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Don't tell us what it is, but do you have a sexual secret you have never told anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that I do have a sexual secret, apart from the fact that I have sex with other women, but that isn't really a secret if you are a reader of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you have a nonsexual secret you have never told anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the same answer as above. That is about the only secret that I am aware that I have. Nobody in 'real life' knows of my secret and so maybe this blog is part of the way I share the burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Did you ever tell someone a secret only to have them spill it? What were the repercussions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do recall telling a friend at school that I had a crush on a girl. He then went and told her, along with about 100 other people. She announced to the world (well everyone who was listening) that she didn't like me and wanted nothing to so with me. I swear I died a thousand deaths that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Did you ever spill a secret someone told you? What were the repercussions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I can recall. Although there was this one time at band camp ... Seriously though, I think I am pretty good at keeping secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Tell us a secret someone told you, however along ago, that you've never told. (You can disguise name or details)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of any secrets at the moment, and even if I did I'm not sure that I would share it. After all, that is the whole point of a secret, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-862476784303298011?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/862476784303298011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=862476784303298011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/862476784303298011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/862476784303298011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi-tuesday-61.html' title='TMI Tuesday #61'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6448708822769997755</id><published>2009-03-12T15:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:04:28.556+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #39 - Tangled Up In Blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was layin' in bed&lt;br /&gt;Wondrin' if she'd changed at all&lt;br /&gt;If her hair was still red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,&lt;br /&gt;Tangled up in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- B. Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SbikAF3PKoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/49O4CY5mCxo/s1600-h/Blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SbikAF3PKoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/49O4CY5mCxo/s400/Blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312176081964313218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay a visit to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; to meet the other HNT players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6448708822769997755?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6448708822769997755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6448708822769997755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6448708822769997755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6448708822769997755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/hnt-39-tangled-up-in-blue.html' title='HNT #39 - Tangled Up In Blue.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SbikAF3PKoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/49O4CY5mCxo/s72-c/Blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5030539209275628185</id><published>2009-03-11T19:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:14:15.668+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #38.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What makes a person sexy to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any number of things. Dark hair, olive skin, dark smouldering eyes, tattoos, certain piercings, and accents when they speak. These are just some of the things I find that make a woman sexy to me. There are many others, and often they are contradictory to those features I have just mentioned. For example, I also find red heads with fair skin to be very sexy as well. Hell, there are lots of things I find sexy about women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. When having the 'number of sex partners' talk with a potential significant other, would you be turned off if they had slept with more than a certain number of people? If yes, what is that number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think I would be turned off if they had had more than 'X' number of partners. I don't have a number in mind, and in fact I might even be a little turned on by someone who is more 'experienced', as I am sure they would know their way around a partner's body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Once and for all, pocketbook sized dogs and the people who carry them in pocketbooks.  Cute or crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. If you are going to have a dog then at least get a decent sized dog. Dogs that are smaller than cats, I just don't get what that is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you give up anything for Lent?  If so, what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I'm not that religious so my life just rolls on as it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. If you live with someone, what is the one thing you will never let them see you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the bathroom for a #2. I don't think anyone needs to be there for that, and if I could find a way to do it with out my being there, then I might seriously consider that option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5030539209275628185?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5030539209275628185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5030539209275628185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5030539209275628185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5030539209275628185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-weirdness-38.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #38.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3137969949632752446</id><published>2009-03-10T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:24:37.231+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #60</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Are you pro-marriage? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not against the institution of marriage. I think it is wonderful that 2 people want to commit to each other for life. However, I also know that people change over the course of their life, and that what was right for someone many years ago may not necessarily be so now. So while I am an advocate of marriage, I am also realistic enough to know that people grow apart and change maybe required. Is that answer ambiguous enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Have you ever invented or thought you invented a sexual position?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I ever have, and I am sure that if I came up with something that I considered new I would later find out that everyone had been using it for years and were onto the next big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Do you like to be tied up? Always or sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only been tied up once and I quite liked it, so it is something I am keen to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you consider online cybering adultery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't, but I know plenty of people who disagree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Do you prefer masturbation over real sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Masturbation can be part of the sex act, but when performed alone I consider it to be inferior to real sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Do you want sex more times a day than your partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you get offended when you partner openly flirts with others or are you okay with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs A. doesn't usually flirt but I am sure that it wouldn't offend me greatly if she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Do you think you're flirty by nature?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In certain situations I think I can be quite flirty. I wouldn't say I was flirty all the time, but in the right environment ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3137969949632752446?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3137969949632752446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3137969949632752446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3137969949632752446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3137969949632752446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi-tuesday-60.html' title='TMI Tuesday #60'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8651175833596403294</id><published>2009-03-05T15:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:00:00.463+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #38 - Cover of the Rolling Stone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We take all kind of pills to give us all kind of thrills but the thrill we've never known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is the thrill that'll getcha, when you get your picture, on the cover of the Rolling Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rolling Stone  wanna see my picture on the cover-&lt;br /&gt;Stone- wanna buy 5 copies for my mother-&lt;br /&gt;Stone- wanna see my smilin' face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; on the cover of the Rolling Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- S. Silverstein (Dr Hook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Sa9l-eNYEAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3iqp2sr8qIo/s1600-h/rolling+stone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Sa9l-eNYEAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3iqp2sr8qIo/s400/rolling+stone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309574609628565506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't see my smiling face on the cover of Rolling Stone either, but this is probably as close as I am ever going to get.&lt;br /&gt;Go see &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; to see who else is starring in their own HNT this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8651175833596403294?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8651175833596403294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8651175833596403294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8651175833596403294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8651175833596403294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/hnt-38-cover-of-rolling-stone.html' title='HNT #38 - Cover of the Rolling Stone.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/Sa9l-eNYEAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3iqp2sr8qIo/s72-c/rolling+stone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5323275285699130843</id><published>2009-03-04T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:08:13.798+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #37.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is one thing one of your closest friends does that drives you batshit crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the unannounced drop in. I have one friend who is notorious for it, and while I don't mind that he cares enough to want to stop by, sometimes I would like a little advance warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. When buying a new sex toy, what are the features you look for that you absolutely have to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have never bought a sex toy I am not sure what features I would need it to have. Equating it to buying a power tool, I am assuming that I would want it to be capable of handling the tasks that I require of it, and that it would do those tasks in an efficient and reliable manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. If you woke up the opposite gender for one day, what would be the biggest downside to that for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was only for one day then I imagine that the biggest downside would be having to sit down to pee. I can't imagine having to do that each and every time. Blokes have it much easier in that department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you use curse words in front of children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I do on occasion. It is only my own children, but I am not proud of the fact that they can wear me down to the point of swearing around them. As a positive, it doesn't happen very often, but it still happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. If you were zapped with a laser and turned into an animated character, what Disney movie would you hate to play a part in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding Nemo. While I like to swim, I generally do so only in the relative safety of a swimming pool. Swimming in the ocean has been something I rarely do, ever since seeing the Jaws movies when I was a teenager. This summer has seen a spate of shark attacks (some fatal) at various beaches around Australia and that has done nothing to allay my fears of swimming in open water. Finding Nemo has both open water and sharks so I will pass on a role in that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. How would you react to your partner answering a phone call or text message during foreplay or intercourse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not well. It would probably kill the moment. I can only assume that she wasn't that in to it if she could be bothered with a phone call or text. Let it go to message and answer it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. What are three things you want to try doing but haven't yet?  (They can be sexual or non-sexual, doesn't matter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;A threesome.&lt;br /&gt;Role playing, and maybe some bondage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5323275285699130843?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5323275285699130843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5323275285699130843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5323275285699130843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5323275285699130843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-weirdness-37.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #37.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6895935065601605019</id><published>2009-03-03T17:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:00:00.906+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #59</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Is there a sexual act/position/practice that you were sure in advance you would hate (or never try) and then discovered to your surprise you loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything, but then I am not the most sexually experienced person around. There is lots that I haven't tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Is there a sexual act/position/practice that proved a lot less interesting in practice than you thought it would be beforehand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed pretty much all the sexual acts and positions that I have tried. Nothing seemed to be a disappointment that I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. How do you let your significant other know you're in the mood? How do you let a new person in your life know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs A. knows that I am always in the mood so she doesn't have to worry about picking up the subtle hints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. How does your significant other let you know he/she is in the mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs A. is rarely in the mood, but she will say so if she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Is there one that got away - a sexual opportunity you didn't realise was one at the time, or weren't ready for and regret missing ever since?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall a missed opportunity and I usually try to make the best of what ever comes my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6895935065601605019?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6895935065601605019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6895935065601605019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6895935065601605019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6895935065601605019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi-tuesday-59.html' title='TMI Tuesday #59'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7230428712034723359</id><published>2009-02-26T16:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:01:28.614+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #37 - Guitar Man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can make you love, he can make you cry&lt;br /&gt;He will bring you down, then he'll get you high&lt;br /&gt;Somethin' keeps him goin', miles and miles a day&lt;br /&gt;To find another place to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night after night who treats you right,&lt;br /&gt;Baby its the guitar man&lt;br /&gt;Who's on the radio, you go listen&lt;br /&gt;To the guitar man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- D. Gates (Bread)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SaZLLTcZBKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RtnGiTROllU/s1600-h/Guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SaZLLTcZBKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RtnGiTROllU/s400/Guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307011868472706210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are finished with the Guitar man then I suggest you go see &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; to see who else is playing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7230428712034723359?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7230428712034723359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7230428712034723359&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7230428712034723359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7230428712034723359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/hnt-37-guitar-man.html' title='HNT #37 - Guitar Man.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SaZLLTcZBKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RtnGiTROllU/s72-c/Guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7353679793112465507</id><published>2009-02-25T18:34:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:14:12.458+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #36.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) You're on a trip taking a tour through the jungle. You have a backpack with some food, some first aid supplies, a pocket knife, a flashlight and a couple bottles of water. Some how, you get separated from your group. By night fall you haven't found your group and haven't heard them looking for you. How long do you think you would be able to survive on your own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending upon the weather conditions I am sure that I would be able to survive for quite a while. I have done some survival courses and know a bit of bushcraft so I would be reasonable confident of my abilities. Extremes of temperature, either hot or cold, would make it a more difficult proposition and a couple of bottles of water wouldn't last too long in the 40+C that most of Australia has been experiencing over the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) Do you think it's okay to lie to spare someone's feelings? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do. Sometimes, having all the information doesn't do anything but hurt the person concerned. Unnecessary hurt is not something I want to be a party to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) If a talking Adam Apple doll were made, what are THREE phrases it would say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. I can't think of any phrases that I say on a regular basis. Other people maybe able to answer this one on my behalf, but I can't think of a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) If the super power to be able to read minds at your own will were possible, do you think it would be... cool and helpful, intrusive and wrong, manipulative or maddening? Explain why you would or wouldn't want to be able to read anyone's mind at your own will.&lt;br /&gt;At first I think it might be cool, and it would certainly be a good party trick (if you get invited to those sort of parties, which I don't), but I think ultimately that it would be wrong. I believe that everyone is entitled to some privacy, and if you were unable to keep your thoughts private then where would that privacy come from? Let's leave mind reading to the illusionists and sci-fi authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) Drunk confessions, are they the things people can't bring themselves to say sober or just crazy ramblings of an influenced and intoxicated mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought has to be there in the first place so i don't think it can be written off as crazy ramblings. More likely they are thoughts or feelings that people have when sober but wouldn't dream of sharing with others. Alcohol lowers inhibitions and impairs rational thought so people say, and do, things that they would never dream of when sober. Often, the following day is full of regret. I know from personal experience, as I have travelled that road when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) What brings out the worst in you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration, or disappointment. Either of these things can reveal personality traits that I wish I didn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Do you think long distance relationships work? Have you ever been in one before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think long distance relationships can work provided the parties get to see each other on a regular basis. Without visits to refuel the fires of desire then the relationship will eventually go cold and the tyranny of distance will win out. I have experienced a long distance relationship and I know that sometimes the distance can seem insurmountable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7353679793112465507?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7353679793112465507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7353679793112465507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7353679793112465507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7353679793112465507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-weirdness-36.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #36.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1472991090060967559</id><published>2009-02-24T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:00:31.757+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #58</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What do find is the most exciting part of a new sexual encounter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exploring of each other's body. Finding out what they like, where they like to be touched, and how they like it to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you have "a most exciting part of a sexual encounter" with a usual partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual partner is Mrs A. and since sex occurs so infrequently, the most exciting part is when she actually decides to say 'Yes'. After that, everything else is pretty much routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. How open and honest are you about your life with someone you just met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally I am fairly open and honest. I may not necessarily volunteer information but if the person asks me a direct question then I will give an open and honest answer. There are exceptions however, and I wouldn't give open honest answers about things such as my lady friends and what we get up to. That information is off limits to all but those involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. How open and honest are you about your life with someone you work with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same deal as the previous question, but there are more limits on the things that work colleagues need to know. My private life is just that, private, and work place friends don't get to find out about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. How open and honest are you about your life with a casual acquaintance who lives in your neighborhood (or the parent of your child's friend or...)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open to a point, but only on general topics. They don't need to know too much about what is going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):  Define "normal" as in "normal relationship" or "normal sex life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal is what each person in the relationship is comfortable with. Normal for me would certainly not be normal for other couples, and vice versa. Normal is self defining with-in the relationship and will ultimately change with the passage of time.&lt;br /&gt;People who are not sure about what is normal may want to borrow &lt;a href="http://amidlifescrises.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dana's&lt;/a&gt; 'Normal meter', assuming she is not using it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1472991090060967559?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1472991090060967559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1472991090060967559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1472991090060967559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1472991090060967559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/tmi-tuesday-58.html' title='TMI Tuesday #58'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5681374140407842538</id><published>2009-02-19T15:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:09:31.288+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #36 - Another Brick In The Wall (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't need no arms around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I dont need no drugs to calm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have seen the writing on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't think I need anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No! Don't think I'll need anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(R. Waters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SZuO0F9JsQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/c6RUCfE5zqg/s1600-h/wall03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SZuOz1ZK7OI/AAAAAAAAAOA/73uC8bovyK8/s400/wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303990007316016354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(last lot of bricks to click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For more HNT frivolities, click &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5681374140407842538?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5681374140407842538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5681374140407842538&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5681374140407842538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5681374140407842538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/hnt-36-another-brick-in-wall-part-3.html' title='HNT #36 - Another Brick In The Wall (Part 3)'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SZuOz1ZK7OI/AAAAAAAAAOA/73uC8bovyK8/s72-c/wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4149811228363709690</id><published>2009-02-18T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:11:14.272+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #35.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is the most exciting part of a sexual encounter for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the build up. The flirting, the knowing glances, the teasing and innuendo. And I'll include foreplay in there as well because I consider that to be part of the build up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is your favorite way to relax after sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good snuggle never goes astray. Lying there, wrapped in each others arms, tracing meaningless patterns with lazy, trailing fingers on the others skin. And then eventually falling off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Do you find sex with someone you have emotional attachment with to be better than casual fucking with someone you don't have emotional attachment with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do find that sex with someone I share an emotional attachment with to be better than casual fucking, but that is not to say that casual fucking doesn't have it's place. A casual encounter can result in some wonderful sex too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What was the last really horrible movie you watched? (At home, theater, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia! I watched it at home because Mrs A. wanted to see it and it was the biggest load of meaningless fluff and filler that I have had to sit through in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What are 3 things some one could do or say during foreplay that would kill the mood for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farting.&lt;br /&gt;Yawning.&lt;br /&gt;Having open sores or wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Where do you think the best place to buy sexy lingerie is? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never bought sexy lingerie so I wouldn't have a clue. I'm guessing that Victoria's Secret would be pretty good but I don't think they have stores Down Under (or at least in my part of Down Under).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you think how a person dances gives you a glimpse to how they perform in bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really thought about it before but I suppose someone with good rhythm on the dance floor could also have some good bedroom moves. I'm not convinced that the 2 are necessarily related though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. When was the last time you got served breakfast in bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day. Generally though, I am not a big lover of breakfast in bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4149811228363709690?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4149811228363709690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4149811228363709690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4149811228363709690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4149811228363709690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-weirdness-35.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #35.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6107709889721683075</id><published>2009-02-17T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:25:26.212+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #57</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is your favorite charity? Do you you give your time or just money to that charity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charity that is closest to my heart is the Multiple Sclerosis Society. My father died from complications brought on by MS and I support them when ever I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Describe your bed. What side do you sleep on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lying on the bed on your back, I sleep on the left side of the bed. I always have and it just doesn't feel right to sleep on the other side. My bed is just an ordinary double bed. I am seriously considering upgrading to a queen or king sized bed simply because my feet go right to the bottom of the bed and it can get a little uncomfortable when it is tucked in during winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. How important is a partners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.livescience.com/health/090213-kissing-science.html"&gt;kissing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good kiss sets the scene for everything that is to follow so I consider it to be quite important. A kiss can be all it takes to light the fuse that ignites the fireworks. Unlike the article that this question refers to, I don't like a kiss that is too wet or slobbery. A firm, drier kiss with a touch of assertiveness is much more desirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever "taken advantage" of a person under the influence of alcohol? Have you ever been "taken advantage" of while under the influence of alcohol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer would be no to both of those questions. While I have had partners when one or both of us have been under the influence of alcohol, I don't think either party took advantage of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  Ever tried to replay the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1W6AGM-LxGY"&gt;famous scene from From Here to Eternity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;? How was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall ever having tried it. While it looks romantic, and I love that movie, I can imagine that in reality it is less so. All the sand stirred up by the crashing waves could cause considerable chaffing if one wasn't careful. But in the interests of research I am prepared to subject myself to such dangers if I can find a partner who is equally willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;: What kind of birth control do you use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the vet to be fixed so I no longer have to worry about birth control. I do, however, practise safe sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6107709889721683075?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6107709889721683075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6107709889721683075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6107709889721683075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6107709889721683075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/tmi-tuesday-57.html' title='TMI Tuesday #57'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6648392503434548541</id><published>2009-02-12T17:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:00:19.664+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #35 - Another Brick In The Wall (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't need no education&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need no thought control&lt;br /&gt;No dark sarcasm in the classroom&lt;br /&gt;Teachers leave them kids alone&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!&lt;br /&gt;All in all it's just another brick in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;All in all you're just another brick in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- (R. Waters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SZOmi5_MYOI/AAAAAAAAANw/n907QRFIsZo/s1600-h/wall+0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SZOMjoXslgI/AAAAAAAAANo/df_TtX-slPI/s400/wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301735730105325058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(more bricks to click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As always, proceed to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;'s place to meet the rest of the players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6648392503434548541?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6648392503434548541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6648392503434548541&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6648392503434548541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6648392503434548541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/hnt-35-another-brick-in-wall-part-2.html' title='HNT #35 - Another Brick In The Wall (Part 2)'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SZOMjoXslgI/AAAAAAAAANo/df_TtX-slPI/s72-c/wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-2832661922615244717</id><published>2009-02-11T15:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:12:38.261+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #34.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If you were to be reincarnated as an inanimate object, what would you choose to come back as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A floor tile in the bathroom of the Playboy mansion. What a life that would be, lying there all day, looking up at the most wondrous sights. I don't think it would ever get boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. If you were told that you would be equipped with the perfect comeback to any remark, but it would cost you five years of your life would you take it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. Life is too precious to give away for something as unimportant as the perfect comeback. I'll keep the 5 years and just bumble my way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What would be the most shocking thing your mom could have ever told you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several things come to mind. One would be that she wasn't my real mother, indicating that I was adopted or something similar. Another would be that I had been gender re-assigned when I was just an infant. I reckon that would knock my socks off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. If you could spend 24 hours as the opposite gender, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay home and play with my breasts all day. Isn't that the classic answer to the question of what would men do if they became women? I don't think I would limit the play to just my breasts though. I would want to explore all of my new body, and then I would want to experience sex as a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Describe the ugliest outfit you have ever worn in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably some fancy dress costume that I wore to a party, but none springs to mind right at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Do you like to celebrate Valentine's Day or do you wish you could magically 'poof' it from the calendar? If you did, what holiday would you invent to put in its place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind celebrating Valentine's Day, and I think some people need a reason to tell another that they have feelings for them and Valentine's Day provides that opportunity. I am quite happy to have it remain on the calender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-2832661922615244717?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/2832661922615244717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=2832661922615244717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2832661922615244717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2832661922615244717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-weirdness-34.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #34.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5657079133500981015</id><published>2009-02-10T21:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:03:07.887+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #56</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What do you think is the un-sexiest part of the body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feet. Sure some people have nice feet, but I wouldn't say feet are particularly sexy. At least I don't find them to be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Toilet paper:  over, under, or what the hell are you talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over. It doesn't seem right to have it under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Have you ever called in sick to stay in bed with a sexual partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I ever have. It would be nice to have that opportunity at some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Did your parents have a  "birds &amp;amp; bees" talk with you? If so, at what age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember having that talk with my parents. I seem to recall that it was explained by a nervous male teacher during Sex Ed in my early high school years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is one thing a someone could do to you to rock your world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of a sexual nature it is hard to go past having my nipples played with or licked, but a blow job might just come close. Non-sexual, a back massage is pretty darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.simplemarriage.net/sex-from-good-to-great.html"&gt;What does sex mean to you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A connection of mind, body and spirit. Two people totally there for the enjoyment of each other as well as themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5657079133500981015?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5657079133500981015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5657079133500981015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5657079133500981015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5657079133500981015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/tmi-tuesday-56.html' title='TMI Tuesday #56'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-877505511966132918</id><published>2009-02-05T15:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:30:00.430+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #34 - Another Brick In The Wall (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's flown across the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Leaving just a memory&lt;br /&gt;A snap shot in the family album&lt;br /&gt;Daddy what else did you leave for me&lt;br /&gt;Daddy what d'ya leave behind for me&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was just a brick in the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; All in all it was all just bricks in the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- (R. Waters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SXgQnisoNQI/AAAAAAAAANY/e3z6bsP0JUI/s1600-h/wall+0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SXgQnT7hghI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PJ9t4ZpLTn4/s400/wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293999629524894226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(click the bricks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apologies for the lack of a HNT over the past few weeks. Children on school holidays are not conducive to HNT photography. Now that they are back getting an education I am finally able to get my trusty little camera out once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To meet more Half Nekkid people, pay &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-877505511966132918?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/877505511966132918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=877505511966132918&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/877505511966132918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/877505511966132918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/hnt-34-another-brick-in-wall-part-1.html' title='HNT #34 - Another Brick In The Wall (Part 1)'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SXgQnT7hghI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PJ9t4ZpLTn4/s72-c/wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6823395745084538094</id><published>2009-02-04T19:44:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:46:56.280+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #33.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) Tell us something that to you is weird about your significant other. (If single, pick an ex) It can be a personality quirk, a hobby, a habit, a ritual etc but just make sure it's something you find odd about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs A has to sleep with one foot sticking out from under the covers. It doesn't matter which foot, just so long as one is exposed. I find that kind of odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) What are 3 songs that you find sexy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Closest Thing To Crazy - Katie Melua.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't Know Why - Norah Jones (although it could just as easily be Come Away With Me).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Several Prince songs including (but not limited to) Darling Nikki, Cream, and Gett Off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And if I could squeeze in a few others then Diana Krall - The Look of Love, and Chris Isaak - Wicked Game would definitely get a mention.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is the singer that makes the song sexy and these songs definitely get my juices flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) After your partner goes down on you, do they have to brush their teeth/rinse with mouthwash before meeting your mouth again or do things just roll on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happy just to have a partner that goes down on me, never mind what they do afterwards. But to answer the question, I don't really mind what they do afterward as I am quite happy to let things roll on. I think that stopping to rinse or mouthwash would completely break the mood of what was taking place. I have never asked anyone to freshen up, nor have I been asked to do so by a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) Is it ever okay to go ass to mouth without cleaning in between? (Anal sex to oral sex. Licking the anus to kissing. Etc )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never gone ass to mouth so I don't know what is appropriate here. I have very limited knowledge of anal play so I am guessing that it is whatever each person is comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) If you were going to give yourself a "Most Likely To..." award for this week, what would your title be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Likely To keep making the same mistakes I always make. Some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) Do you read any self-help books? If so, which is your favorite? If not, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't read self-help books. I have read a few in the past and find that they all say pretty much the same thing, just with a different spin. These days I prefer to spend my reading time (what little time I get) getting engrossed in a novel rather than reading someone else's theory on how to get by in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Do you prefer to buy porn, sex toys, lube and things of that nature in a store or discreetly online? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was going to buy any of these items then I would probably do so at a store, if they stocked what I was looking for. The last porn I purchased was magazines and that was many years ago now. The other items (while I would love to experiment with them) I have never purchased as they have no use in my bedroom, and if I tried to introduce them I would probably end up sleeping on the sofa for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.) List these things in order from what you find most sexy to least sexy: Money, Loyalty, Sense of humor, Intelligence, Kindness, Romantic, Open-mindedness, Kinky, Honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Romantic - most sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open-mindedness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kindness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kinky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sense of humour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honesty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loyalty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money - least sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6823395745084538094?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6823395745084538094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6823395745084538094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6823395745084538094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6823395745084538094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday-weirdness-33.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #33.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5976043081519628869</id><published>2009-02-03T19:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:45:20.974+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #55</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. When you sleep with someone, how much or how little contact do you like to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is just sleeping with the person, as in getting a good night's sleep, then it depends on the weather. If it's the middle of a heatwave like we are experiencing at the moment then as little body contact as possible is the preferred option. However, in winter, lots of snuggling and spooning is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What do you think there is a appropriate amount of time for a divorce parent to date before introducing the kids to the "new" "special" person in their life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea and I guess it depends when the single parent feels the new relationship has reached a level where it is appropriate to meet the kids. Each case would be different and would depend on the individuals involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Which ONE do you wish you had more of in bed... romance, experimentation or foreplay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I pick all 3? I guess not since the question only asks for one. I'll choose foreplay. Can there ever be too much foreplay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What do you thinks makes a kiss great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what it is that makes a kiss great. I suppose it comes under the heading of chemistry. We all know when it is there, just as we all know when it is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Describe your sex life in two words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non Existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Do you remember a time when you were having sex that you smile or even laugh about now? Do tell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always laugh about the time my special friend and I incorporated whipped cream and M &amp;amp; M's into our love making. It made an awful mess all over the sheets of the hotel room we were renting. I have told the story before in a previous TMI if you care to go back and read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5976043081519628869?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5976043081519628869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5976043081519628869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5976043081519628869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5976043081519628869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/02/tmi-tuesday-55.html' title='TMI Tuesday #55'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-170891062104479147</id><published>2009-01-28T19:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:11:39.289+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #32.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) If a natural disaster left thousands of people homeless, would you let a family of strangers stay in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really thought about it before but I am sure that I would. Natural disasters aren't something that can be planned before hand and it would be a case of everybody doing what they could. If I was fortunate enough to have my house still standing while other were homeless then of course I would offer to put a roof over a stranger's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) How often do you watch porn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very, very rarely these days. The only porn I get to see these days is when I have a few spare minutes and I get to look for some on the internet. Even then it isn't the best quality because I look for the free stuff rather than pay for something I am never going to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) How many people have naked or semi-naked pictures of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 that I know of, but given that I post a HNT most weeks there could be any number of people who have pictures of me. I don't mind as long as they enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) When having sex with someone, have you ever fantasized about someone else? If yes, explain why you were thinking of someone else during sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I have. When I am having sex with someone then I am there completely for their enjoyment and mine. You get me 100% and my mind isn't wandering off to someone else, or somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) Is there ever an appropriate time to lie to someone and push yourself off as single when truthfully you're not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there is. I have never passed myself off as single and I have always been straight up about my marital status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) Who is one person who has changed your life and how did they change things for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either of my parents would fit into this category and they changed my life just by the values that they gave me, and lived by when I was a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) How comfortable are you in bed with your current significant other? Do they know all your kinks or do you tend to hold back? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very comfortable. I do have to hold back from things that I would like to try because I know that Mrs. A is very conservative and would not have a bar of anything she considers dirty or perverted. Even oral sex is a no-no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-170891062104479147?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/170891062104479147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=170891062104479147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/170891062104479147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/170891062104479147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-weirdness-32.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #32.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7919821196814888057</id><published>2009-01-27T19:45:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:45:21.584+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #54 - Movie Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was the last movie you saw in a theater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last movie I saw was about a month before Christmas and it was "Body of Lies" with Russell Crowe and Leonardo DiCaprio. I don't get to the movies very often so that is quite a recent one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is your favorite movie theater snack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely popcorn. What else is there to munch on during a movie? Actually, don't answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Have you ever snuck in 'outside' food into a theater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I live, we are allowed to bring 'outside' snacks into movies provided it is with in reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever made out in a theater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep!! Who hasn't? Isn't that what the back rows are for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is the 'farthest' you have gone in a theater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few rows from the front. Any closer than that and I get a headache.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see what you mean. In that case it would be what we used to call 'second base'. Lots of kissing and a bit of a feel up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is one of your favorite movie sex scene?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Instinct. Which one, I hear you ask. Well the one that occurs fairly early on in the movie between Michael Douglas and Jeanne Tripplehorn. Michael Douglas has so much pent up sexual tension that he literally attacks Jeanne Tripplehorn. It is very forceful, but I recall it being a huge turn on for me when I saw it. Perhaps I have some of that pent up tension?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7919821196814888057?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7919821196814888057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7919821196814888057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7919821196814888057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7919821196814888057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/tmi-tuesday-54-movie-edition.html' title='TMI Tuesday #54 - Movie Edition'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3836107246048625940</id><published>2009-01-21T19:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:30:00.922+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #31.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) Do you drive with your hands at 10 and 2 on the wheel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly. On long drives it often varies just to break the monotony, but generally I find 10 and 2 to be quite comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) How long do you keep cards given to you on birthdays and holidays before throwing them away? If you don't throw them out, what do you do with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess to keeping my old birthday cards. Christmas cards get cut up and recycled as gift tags for next Christmas, but I can't bring myself to throw out old birthday cards and cards with special meanings like Valentines. They sit in the bottom drawer of my bedside table. It's not like I get heaps every year, but the few I do get I tuck away into the drawer when they are finished. I can't ever say I have got them out to look through so I don't know why I keep them. Maybe it's because they were given with love, or perhaps it is because I am a sentimental old softie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) If, when you die, you could will any one of your characteristics to your children (child/future children), what would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance. I don't like things to get the better of me and so I keep working away at them until I conquer the task. This is not always a good thing, but is isn't a bad thing either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) What is the best personality trait you got from your mother and the best personality trait that you got from your father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best trait I got from my parents was to not take myself so seriously, and to be able to laugh at myself from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) What is something that you wish you had a better understanding of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workings of the female mind. It is still a complete mystery to me and brings me undone time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) What makes you nervous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that make me nervous. Doctor's appointments, the dentist, snakes, phone calls, ladders. The list goes on, and I have no idea why some of those things set my heart racing, but they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) What is the strangest household object that you have ever or would ever use for help in masturbation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall using any household items to masturbate with. All I need is my hand and maybe a little lubricant. That always works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.) What do you have sitting on the countertop in your bathroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some soap in a soap dish, along with the plug for the sink, a box of tissues, a glass holding toothbrushes and toothpaste, and not much else. All other items go in the mirrored cabinet or in the cupboards and drawers under the sink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3836107246048625940?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3836107246048625940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3836107246048625940&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3836107246048625940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3836107246048625940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-weirdness-31.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #31.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8806250239987610079</id><published>2009-01-20T19:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:30:00.927+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #53</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Have you ever dated/married purely for money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't say that I ever have. I think that that would be way too shallow, and besides, I don't know anyone with that much money. (Only joking) All my relationships have been based on genuine emotions and feelings and/or physical attractiveness. The size of the bank book has never come into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is your type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that I have a type. If you are asking what sort of girls I am attracted to then I am not sure that even that could be neatly pigeon holed. I do have a weakness for dark haired girls with mocha coloured skin and Spanish accents, but I wouldn't say it was my type because I have never been with one. It's just a fantasy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What is the best sex game you have ever played?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played so few sex games that this question would be almost null and void. Spin the bottle and strip poker are about it for me, but I am always ready to be educated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever given or received an orgasm from a person whose last name you did not know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A lady I met for coffee last year turned into an encounter on a quiet nature trail near where we met. We were both only on a first name basis and to this day, even though we haven't met since, we don't know each others surnames or any other details about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Have you ever masturbated in front of a sexual partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I haven't been asked to but perhaps that is something I ought to try. However I will be a bit more tactful than the Seinfeld episode where Elaine's date just takes "it", "out"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;At what age do you think men and women reach their sexual peak? Do you think you have hit yours yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inclined to agree with the generally held opinion of men hitting their peak just before 20, and women reaching theirs around 30. If this is the case then I am well and truly past my peak, even if it doesn't feel like it some days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8806250239987610079?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8806250239987610079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8806250239987610079&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8806250239987610079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8806250239987610079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/tmi-tuesday-53.html' title='TMI Tuesday #53'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3399443998355986326</id><published>2009-01-14T19:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:34:55.357+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #30. - Hypotheticals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Times are hard and you get laid off. You turn to the adult entertainment industry and decide to get into sexing it up on camera. You're now a porn star. Even though you now do porn for a living, you still hold on to a little morale, ethics and dignity. What are 3 things, sexually, that you rule out as absolutely not happenings no matter the amount of money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participating in Gay Porn. I don't have anything against Gay Porn, but not being gay myself, I don't think I would be very convincing or authentic in it's portrayal. Next would be anything to do with animals or excrement. (perhaps that counts as 2 things?) Finally, anything that is degrading to women. Just because a woman chooses to work in the porn industry doesn't mean she should be treated as anything less than a human being, and those sorts of degrading acts shouldn't be portrayed in porn (imho).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretend you spent a busy day running errands and come home in the afternoon when no one else is home. You come in, sit things down and head to the kitchen. You find a dead body laying in the kitchen floor. What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of the house first and foremost in case the killer is still there. Then I am calling the cops and they can take it from there. Of course, I am assuming that it is immediately obvious that the body is dead. If not then I would check because first aid assistance may keep them alive until an ambulance  arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; After some extensive testing, scientists found out you have a special supernatural skill that could be put to use to save 20,000 men and women all over the world. The only catch is after you use it, you will die. If you don't use it, 30,000 people will die but you'll still be alive and won't suffer any illness or strange side effects of your special supernatural skill. Are you willing to sacrifice your life for 20,000 people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No question about it. 20,000 lives for mine, or 30,000 if I don't. I am going to die eventually anyway (as we all are) and so to be able to save 20,000 people before I go would be an admirable exchange my meagre existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are at a concert. A fight breaks out and the person in front of you gets hit by the person beside you. They turn around and think it's you and no amount of reasoning will convince them otherwise. They are taller by several inches and outweigh you by around 50 pounds. You are about to get punched and possibly manhandled. How do you get out of it and avoid injury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run!! I have never been one for physical aggression and I like the saying 'he who turns and runs away, lives to fight another day.' Nothing is going to be achieved by me staying and copping a beating, so I am out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're having a dinner party with your close friends. One close friend asks if it is fine if they bring a date along. You ask your friend if their date is someone they trust to act well mannered and respectful to others. Your friend sings the praises of their date and you agree to let them bring their date to the dinner party. Once there, their date turns out to be crude, obnoxious, disrespectful and all around a real vile ass to be around. Do you tough it out and later apologize to your other guests? Pull your friend aside and tell them to reign in their date? Confront the friends date about their vile behavior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would probably tough it out and apologise later. Confrontation may make a bad situation worse. I would also be having words to my friend about his date's behaviour and letting them know that it is not acceptable in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You go to the grocery store and bump carts with a woman. She gets angry and chants at you in gibberish. She smiles, informing you that she has cursed you to never have sex again unless you pay for it. You roll your eyes and walk off. 2 years later and you haven't had any sexual contact with another person since that day. Do you start paying for sex or just never have sexual contact with another person again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in curses, but after 2 years I might start to wonder what was going on. Maybe I would pay for it, just once or twice, to get the ball rolling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Your really good friend is going to their grandmother's house for dinner and invites you along. You make sure it is fine with their grandmother and she says to come along if you like, she has made more than enough food to feed you too. You go. While there, you accidentally break something extremely valuable to your friends grandmother. Do you hide it and pretend nothing every happened or come clean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming clean. I tell my kids that it is better to be upfront about things like that because the repercussions are usually worse further down the track, and you always get found out eventually. I'll set the example and follow my own advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3399443998355986326?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3399443998355986326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3399443998355986326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3399443998355986326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3399443998355986326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-weirdness-30-hypotheticals.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #30. - Hypotheticals'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4482395382890782563</id><published>2009-01-13T19:18:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:20:11.976+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #52</title><content type='html'>I am back from my 2 week Summer beach vacation which ran from Christmas until the later part of last week. Thanks to everyone who stopped by to visit my HNT's which I scheduled before I left. What better way to start the year of than with a round of &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;TMI&lt;/a&gt;. I have a feeling that I have already answered the questions that were posted for this week, so I went with last week's questions since I didn't get to play along last week. Hope nobody minds too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you rather...' edition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Would you rather be stranded on an island alone or with someone you dislike/don't get along with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone. I don't mind my own company and I think it would be preferable to spending my time with someone I disliked or didn't get along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Would you rather accidentally walk in on your parents having sex or have them walk in on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to think about my parents having sex, let alone walk in and see it and have that image burned into my memory for life, so I would opt to have them walk in on me. That is easier for me to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Would you rather be snapped by paparazzi during a nipple slip or while exiting a car with out any underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guys, consider similar circumstances)&lt;br /&gt;I think a nipple slip would be less embarrassing than a 'no undies' shot, particularly if it is likely to finish up on the cover of some trashy gossip mag. Nipple slip for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Would you rather not have sex for two years or not be able to use the Internet for two years? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Internet for me. I would miss it but I am sure I could find something else to do. No sex for 2 years doesn't bear thinking about, although my life often resembles this scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Would you rather find true love or 1 million dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard one. True love is worth more than any dollar amount, and yet 1 million dollars can buy an awful lot of fun, love and happiness. I know I should say true love, but right at this moment in time I think I would take the money. The question doesn't state whether the true love will last and I couldn't take another heart break right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;): If you had to choose *one* sexual position for the rest of your life, what would it be?  Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many favourite positions, but if forced to choose just one for the rest of my life I would opt for the missionary position. I like this one because I can look into my partner's eyes in this position, and it also allows her to stimulate my nipples which is a real turn on for me. I also like the full body contact that this position affords.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4482395382890782563?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4482395382890782563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4482395382890782563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4482395382890782563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4482395382890782563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/tmi-tuesday-52.html' title='TMI Tuesday #52'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1928099600419293998</id><published>2009-01-01T15:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:30:01.067+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #33 - The Best Of 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNC6n41nI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ur0ue8_PiWs/s800-h/Loosen+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNEeXaygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CMvFIid4vHw/s400/Sharp+dressed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226441738085386754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNEeXaygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CMvFIid4vHw/s1600-h/Sharp+dressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clean shirt, new shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don't know where I am goin' to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silk suit, black tie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't need a reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They come runnin' just as fast as they can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- billy gibbons, dusty hill &amp;amp; frank beard (ZZ Top).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was one of my favourite HNT's of the year, and judging by the amount of comments it received it must have been fairly popular with some of my readers. I think it is worthy of a repeat viewing, if only for the fact that it was my first click through (thanks again to &lt;a href="http://ronuts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ro&lt;/a&gt; for showing me how), and it was the first one I based around song lyrics, a theme I have continued up to the present day. Hopefully the new year will provide me the opportunity and  creativity to present more HNT's to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everybody, and go see &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; to check out the rest of the 'Best of 2008'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1928099600419293998?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1928099600419293998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1928099600419293998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1928099600419293998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1928099600419293998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/hnt-33-best-of-2008.html' title='HNT #33 - The Best Of 2008.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNEeXaygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CMvFIid4vHw/s72-c/Sharp+dressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-464991642630182187</id><published>2008-12-25T15:30:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:24:15.740+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>HNT #32 - Santa Claus Is Coming To Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;He sees you when you're sleeping&lt;br /&gt;He knows when you're awake&lt;br /&gt;He knows if you've been bad or good&lt;br /&gt;So be good for goodness sake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas has rolled around again, and last year I wasn't a part of the HNT scene so I missed out on the 'gift giving' theme that occurred between participants. Luckily, this year has seen the theme repeated and so I get to play along. To summarise quickly for those not familiar with the concept, we were asked to pick 3 fellow HNT bloggers that we would normally get a gift for and outline what we would get for them if we had the means to do so. Oh what fun! I chose 3 regular reader/commenters to receive my gifts. I hope they like what I got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmCzaEgeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WNe7L4NenXA/s1600-h/Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmCzaEgeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WNe7L4NenXA/s400/Hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282904929995096546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first gift goes to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07182712969995977009"&gt;Ms Inconspicuous&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://seductionofinfidelity.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Seduction of Infidelity&lt;/a&gt;. She always leaves comments about how she likes my hands, and I know she finds a hand even more attractive if it has a band of gold on the third finger. For Ms I my gift is a hand, if she needs one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmC2FwWeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9Nngn888kvg/s1600-h/TWC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmC2FwWeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9Nngn888kvg/s400/TWC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282904930715195874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift number 2 is for &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05427053242655177097"&gt;Dana&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://amidlifescrises.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amid Life's Crises&lt;/a&gt;. Where I live, some enterprising, tall ladies have formed a &lt;a href="http://tallwomensclub.org/index.html"&gt;Tall Women's Club&lt;/a&gt; for women of tall stature to mix with other similarly built women and be able to socialise without feeling like they are standing out in the crowd. Dana has commented on her blog about this and I think she would enjoy a group such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmCkR-2FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/r00xQbEPBOY/s1600-h/Cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmCkR-2FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/r00xQbEPBOY/s400/Cup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282904925934639186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, a gift for a reader who has been with me almost since I started this blog. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17168110789698011472"&gt;Amorous Rocker&lt;/a&gt; often stops by and leaves a comment or two and I do appreciate that. I don't follow the NHL, but I know she does and her team, the Dallas Stars, came close to making the finals last season and I am hoping, for her sake, that they go all the way this year. My gift, if I could give it to you, is the Stanley Cup and maybe you will get to see the real thing in 2009 as your team parades it through the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my other readers, I hope you have a wonderful Christmas with family and friends, and a happy, safe and prosperous New Year. I will be away for the next 2 weeks but I have scheduled next week's HNT to appear on the 1st of January (so let's hope it works). I look forward to your continued support in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to pay &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; a visit to see who else got gifts for Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-464991642630182187?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/464991642630182187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=464991642630182187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/464991642630182187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/464991642630182187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/hnt-32-santa-claus-is-coming-to-town.html' title='HNT #32 - Santa Claus Is Coming To Town'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SVCmCzaEgeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/WNe7L4NenXA/s72-c/Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-149870984672141673</id><published>2008-12-24T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:08:15.295+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #29.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) DID YOU DONATE ANY MONEY/GIFTS/TIME TO CHARITY THIS YEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I always donate blood every few months which I consider to be a charitable act. I have also put gifts under the Wishing Tree at our local shopping centre and these go to less fortunate children on Christmas day. I am sure I have donated money to various door knockers and tin rattlers throughout the year but i am unable to recall which ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) WERE YOU IN A HURRY TO GROW UP AS A CHILD? DO YOU EVER WISH YOU HAD ENJOYED BEING A KID MORE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't all children in a hurry to grow up? Now that I am older I do wish that I had placed more value on being a kid. Don't get me wrong, I loved my childhood but it always seemed like I was waiting for the next birthday, or to get a bit taller, or what ever else it was that symbolised growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) WHAT SNACK DID YOU USED TO LEAVE SANTA? DID YOU EVER CATCH A PARENT PUTTING AWAY OR EATING THE TREAT YOU LEFT FOR SANTA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I always left a glass of milk and some biscuits for Santa. I don't remember ever catching my parents clearing it away or eating it so it probably didn't happen. All I can remember is being impressed when I found a few crumbs, a dirty napkin, and a sooty cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) IF YOU WERE NOT RELATED TO YOUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;COUSINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;, ARE THEY PEOPLE YOU WOULD PICK AS FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any cousins so this question is a little hard to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) WHEN WAS YOUR LAST AWKWARD MOMENT? WHAT HAPPENED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at this moment I can't recall an awkward moment, but there must be one, my life is filled with awkward moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) WHAT IS ONE GIFT YOU WOULD BE REALLY EXCITED TO RECEIVE THIS HOLIDAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one gift I am hoping is under our tree is 'Guitar Hero', the game. I am hanging out to play that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) WHEN STAYING WITH RELATIVES/HAVING RELATIVES STAY WITH YOU FOR THE HOLIDAYS, IS SEX A GO OR PUT ON HOLD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is never a go, regardless of whether friends are staying or not, however, the presence of others in the house, regardless of who they might be, means that there would be absolutely no chance of any sexual activity occurring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.) DO YOU HAVE ANY TRADITIONS FOR THE HOLIDAYS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(ie opening one gift Christmas Eve and saving the rest for Christmas Day, opening them all Christmas Eve, listening to a particular holiday CD while opening gifts, preparing a special breakfast, ETC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real traditions as such. All gifts are left til Christmas Day and someone is designated as the 'official' present giver (usually one of the kids) and they distribute the presents to the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;9.) WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WOULD BE EMBARRASSED TO RECEIVE AS A GIFT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything that I would be too embarrassed to receive. I am pretty broad minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;10.) DO YOU COLLECT ANYTHING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to throw most things away so I have boxes filled with all sorts of different things but it isn't really a collection. For a proper collection I do have quite an extensive assortment of CD's, cassettes, vinyl albums and singles. I love them all and couldn't bear to part with a single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-149870984672141673?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/149870984672141673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=149870984672141673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/149870984672141673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/149870984672141673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wednesday-weirdness-29.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #29.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7564782933066793171</id><published>2008-12-18T15:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:30:00.857+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #31 - Tinsel Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flipping through my collection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need the right song for this situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too fast or too slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too high or too low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He don't know the pain that I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The soundtrack to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-: Squint        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SUnelb8-lWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-jBSxi419nU/s1600-h/Xmas+click.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SUnZs8z5pLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SWDXyhS-MLQ/s400/Tinsel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280991404329903282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No special significance to this week's lyrics, and no Christmas tree either. It was just too difficult to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HNT&lt;/span&gt; shot with the Christmas tree in it so you will just have to settle for me draped in some tinsel. There is some Christmas balls in there somewhere, but I would have to turn around so you could see them. If you really want to see them then click the picture.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics just seemed to suit my fruitless search for an appropriate song about Tinsel, but not Tinsel Town. In the end, I guess it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; the right song for the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; is the man to see, to find out who else played along this week. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HNT's&lt;/span&gt; planned for the next few weeks but may not get to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os's&lt;/a&gt; to leave a comment, so be sure to check back over the Festive Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7564782933066793171?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7564782933066793171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7564782933066793171&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7564782933066793171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7564782933066793171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/hnt-31-tinsel-life.html' title='HNT #31 - Tinsel Life.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SUnZs8z5pLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SWDXyhS-MLQ/s72-c/Tinsel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1648459994036559767</id><published>2008-12-17T19:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:30:01.035+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #28.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is the one sexual act you would never do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything to do with urine or excrement would send me running a mile. I don't see anything sensual in that and it is just degrading to all concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Is there anyone you know, that if they turned out to be a serial killer you would not be surprised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work with a guy who was really creepy and weird. It wasn't anything that you could put your finger on, but I used to get bad feelings about him when ever he was around. Other work mates felt the same way. I don't know what ever happened to him after I left that job, and he wasn't the type of person that I wanted to keep in touch with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What is the most annoying thing about the holiday season for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it is hanging the lights on the outside of our house. It takes forever, and then half of them don't work once they are up, despite having checked them before hanging them. It is so frustrating trying to find which little globe is the one that is making the other 20 or so not work. I always feel like Clark Griswold (Chevy Chase) from National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. The only difference being, I don't have to contend with snow but usually it is a hot day and I finish up getting sunburned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. If you saw a video of your celebrity crush picking their nose, would that change your opinion of your hotness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think that it wouldn't, but I am sure that it would. Don't we like our celebrities (particularly ones we have crushes on) to be above all that. Anything that makes them seem no different to average people would tarnish the image somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is the one non-sexual thing you would be embarrassed to be caught doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably using the toilet would fit into this category. Not that anything abnormal occurs there, it is just something that I think should be kept private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. A favorite blogger friend  wrote a column about the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://swingerwife.wordpress.com/2008/11/28/trigger/" target="_blank"&gt;word &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that really turns her on.  Do you have a word or phrase that does the same for you?  What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like sex?" usually tends to work for me, particularly if the person asking me is someone I would like to have sex with. Other than that there is no particular words or phrases that 'really turn me on.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. As someone who ran a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-foodie-cookie-exchange.html" target="_blank"&gt;virtual cookie exchange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;, I have to ask what your favorite cookie is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any sort of Choc Chip Cookie would be a favourite of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1648459994036559767?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1648459994036559767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1648459994036559767&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1648459994036559767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1648459994036559767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wednesday-weirdness-28.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #28.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7980215638459893818</id><published>2008-12-16T19:29:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:44:20.518+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #51</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  What is the greatest age difference between between yourself and a SO? Older or younger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest age difference would be 2 years, and I was the oldest one in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.  What is the greatest age difference between between yourself and any sexual partner? Older or younger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably about 4 years or so and I was the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  Have you started your holiday shopping?  Is it done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have definitely started, but I still have a few more gifts to get. Once again I leave it to the last few days and get caught in the rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  What are the chances there will be a "naughty" present under the tree this year (either from you or for you)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chance at all. That ain't never going to happen in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  What is your favorite holiday song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it is a Christmas song as such, but my favourite Christmas themed song is "Santa Claus is Coming To Town" by Bruce Springsteen. Traditional Christmas song would be "Jingle Bells" or "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" because I know all the words and they are fun to sing, particularly with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):Do you have a preferred time of day to have sex?  If so, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no preferred time and I will take it at any time of the day or night. Gee, that makes me sound awfully cheap but it is a reality for me. I do have a desire to be awoken by a woman who has already started to have her way with me. I can't ever remember starting the day that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7980215638459893818?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7980215638459893818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7980215638459893818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7980215638459893818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7980215638459893818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title='TMI Tuesday #51'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-510152923075361218</id><published>2008-12-11T15:30:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:19.575+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #30 - Stretch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stretching out your tightness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good enough to make you grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stretching out your tightness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to open up your whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SUCYsDes2dI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9gU2IoKfZ38/s1600-h/Stretch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SUCYsDes2dI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9gU2IoKfZ38/s400/Stretch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278386645893962194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to &lt;a href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; is the place to find other HNT participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-510152923075361218?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/510152923075361218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=510152923075361218&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/510152923075361218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/510152923075361218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/hnt-30-stretch.html' title='HNT #30 - Stretch.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SUCYsDes2dI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9gU2IoKfZ38/s72-c/Stretch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7627340290106587885</id><published>2008-12-10T19:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:00.427+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #27.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) Do you get along with your significant other's parents? If you've never met their parents or if you're single, how did you usually get along with former SO's parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got along fine with both of Mrs A's parents, and would go so far as to say I had an exceptional relationship with her father. Both of them are no longer with us, so unfortunately it is all in the past now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) Have you ever stolen a tip from a table while eating at a restaurant? If you saw someone doing this, would you speak up or pretend you never saw anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never done this and I think if I saw it happening I would let the restaurant manager know. It would be hard to prove though, as it would be my word against the thief, but i couldn't let it pass unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) Do you have any sexual fantasies that you’d never admit to anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have sexual fantasies, but I don't think they are the type that I would have to keep to myself. They are not so perverted or gross that they would freak people out, they are just normal, healthy fantasies. Perhaps I need &lt;a href="http://amidlifescrises.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dana's&lt;/a&gt; 'normal meter' to measure them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What smells do you find comforting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find the smell of fresh laundry to be a comforting smell. I think it reminds me of my Mum and how I used to help her hang the washing when I was a boy. I also like the smell of pipe tobacco. Not so much when it is smoked, but the smell of it in it's packet and as it is packed into the pipe bowl. My Dad and Grandfather both smoked pipes and the smell takes me back to happy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you ever resent your significant other for not earning more money? Do you ever find yourself jealous because your SO earns more money than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not at all. All income helps to sustain the household and pay the overheads of family life so it doesn't matter who earns the money or how much they earn as long as there is enough to pay our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) If you had to wear a Halloween costume for 3 hours a day, ever day, for the rest of your life, which would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. Halloween is not big in Australia so I haven't got a clue about Halloween costumes and what is available, and what is acceptable. I'll have to give this one a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Have you ever had sex with someone and kept a piece of their undergarments or anything else for any reason? Have you ever had someone want or try to keep something of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I have never kept anything for any reason and can't really see the point in it. I can't imagine having a 'trophy cabinet' full of underwear from past lovers. It just sounds a little weird. I don't think I have had any of my items souvenired either. If I have then it has occurred without my knowledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7627340290106587885?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7627340290106587885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7627340290106587885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7627340290106587885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7627340290106587885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wednesday-weirdness-27.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #27.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5999829944092390966</id><published>2008-12-09T19:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:24:27.656+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #50</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  Do you consider sexy underthings a present for you or your partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would consider sexy underwear to be a present that is best enjoyed by both the giver and the receiver. Surely that would be the whole point of giving sexy underwear as a gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What are 3 characteristics of "your type"? Have you best relationship(s) been with your type or when you have gone against it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question has been asked before and I didn't know what 'my type' was back then, and I still don't have a clue. Perhaps someone can enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  What is on your Santa list this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really given much consideration to a Santa list this year. I will just be appreciative of what ever I receive, and thankful for the fact that someone thought of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  Generally speaking, who has historically had a higher libido, you or your partner(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be me. Mrs A's libido is almost non existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. The unsculptured female bush seems to have passed from fashion. What about men, do you think they need to trim and shave "down there"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't really care whether men trim or shave "down there" because I am not interested in that area of men. However, I do keep myself trim and partially shaved. I believe that if a woman wants to pleasure me in that area then it should be neat and tidy so she can find her way around and not have to contend with a jungle and a mouth full of fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):What are a few of your favorite things (both sexual non-sexual)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Favourites:- Hot, passionate kisses, Oral sex both giving and receiving, the Complete abandonment of wild fucking, and Cuddling in the afterglow&lt;br /&gt;Non-sexual Favourites:- include the smell of fresh coffee, thunderstorms, the ocean (and the beach) in winter, marshmallows, dark chocolate, getting caught in the rain, freshly mown grass. There are many others, but these are top of the list for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5999829944092390966?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5999829944092390966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5999829944092390966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5999829944092390966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5999829944092390966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/tmi-tuesday-50.html' title='TMI Tuesday #50'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3763800335781602624</id><published>2008-12-04T15:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:37:30.848+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #29 - I Touch Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When I think about you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I touch myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Amphlett, McEntee, Kelly, Steinberg (The Divinyls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/STdgvjFInjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XrMdHMxpq00/s1600-h/Touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/STdgvjFInjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XrMdHMxpq00/s400/Touch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275791858474720818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; to meet the rest of the HNT players.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3763800335781602624?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3763800335781602624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3763800335781602624&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3763800335781602624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3763800335781602624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/hnt-29-i-touch-myself.html' title='HNT #29 - I Touch Myself.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/STdgvjFInjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XrMdHMxpq00/s72-c/Touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-881157821285246314</id><published>2008-12-03T19:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:12:59.094+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #26.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) If you knew one of your close friends was cheating on their significant other, would you get involved?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(EX: Tell their SO, try to talk to your friend about it, etc) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I wouldn't get involved. I would hate it if a friend knew about my affairs and tried to get involved, so I think I would just stay out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) If your SO was cheating on you and one of your close friends knew, would you want them to tell you? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I would want to know. If I don't know about it then it doesn't hurt me. Maybe I am just being an ostrich and burying my head in the sand, but sometimes it is easier that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.) Have you ever stuffed your bra or underwear to make the size of your breasts or penis seem larger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say that I ever have. What would be the point. If the person you were trying to impress finished up being impressed and wanted to sleep with you, how embarrassing would it be to have a sock fall out of your undies, or tissues out of your bra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.) Would you sleep with a friend's significant other behind their back if it were guaranteed you'd never be caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely. If no-one was ever going to find out, then count me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) Do you think you are more intelligent than your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It depends on the subject. We both shine in different areas, so there are some topics that she is way smarter than me in.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Do you ever fantasize about cheating on your significant other? Are you ever tempted to really go through with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have fantasized about it, and I have gone through with it. It is too late to shut that door, the horse has well and truly bolted.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Have you ever had cyber sex, text sex or phone sex with someone other than your significant other during a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No. None of the above, either with a significant other or with someone else. Am I missing out on something? Would someone like to educate me??&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Would you cheat on your significant other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twice monthly for half a year&lt;/span&gt; to have all your debt permanently erased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To erase debt permanently? Hell yeah! I've done it for a lot less. Having said that though, it would depend on who I had to cheat with. I have standards and there are some people who just don't meet the grade.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS! Have you ever fantasized about having sex with any blogger friends? Would you be daring enough to reveal five of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That would be a Yes. I'm not sure that I would reveal them because I am not feeling that brave at the present time. Maybe if you email me I will let you know if you make the cut ;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-881157821285246314?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/881157821285246314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=881157821285246314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/881157821285246314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/881157821285246314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/wednesday-weirdness-26.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #26.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-9105139356406489546</id><published>2008-12-02T19:20:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:23:59.819+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #49</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  What are your turn-ons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular readers will know that I love eyes. Dark, smouldering eyes that promise pleasures not yet imagined, or eyes wide with innocence and expectation. I can usually find something to like about a woman's eyes. Accents also turn me on and there aren't too many accents that fail to get my attention. Spanish (or Latin American) accents are my favourite, usually because the woman concerned will also have wonderful eyes, dark hair and tanned features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.  What are your turn-offs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking, body odour, and rudeness. Not in any particular order, but it is amazing how many times you find all 3 in the one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  Not counting your turn-ons, what's the best trait a person can have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a good listener. Communication is a 2 way street and sometimes all you have to do is shut your mouth and listen to the other person. It's not a difficult concept, but it is one that so many people fail to grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  Not counting your turn-offs, what's the worst trait a person can have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being too opinionated. Unfortunately I work with several people who don't mind sharing their opinions on life, the universe, and everything. Yes, we all have opinions about lots of things, but we don't want to hear your opinion on every little thing followed by a detailed discussion on why it is the right opinion and nobody else's opinion matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  What's your biggest pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell phones ringing at inappropriate times, and then people answering them. Are you that important that you can't turn your phone off in a movie theatre? And if you answer it, do you really need to discuss your plans for the weekend during one of the quieter parts of the film?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-9105139356406489546?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/9105139356406489546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=9105139356406489546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/9105139356406489546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/9105139356406489546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/12/tmi-tuesday-49.html' title='TMI Tuesday #49'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4712004503552026122</id><published>2008-11-27T15:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:36:22.149+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #28 - The Whole World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's got the rivers and the mountains in His hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's got the oceans and the seas in His hands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's got you and he's got me in His hands,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's got the whole world in His hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- traditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SS46ygu9aXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gm-ZGd5iQgA/s1600-h/World+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SS46ygu9aXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gm-ZGd5iQgA/s400/World+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273216853152196978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT fun, pay a visit to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4712004503552026122?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4712004503552026122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4712004503552026122&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4712004503552026122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4712004503552026122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/hnt-28-whole-world.html' title='HNT #28 - The Whole World'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SS46ygu9aXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gm-ZGd5iQgA/s72-c/World+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5044391296159672455</id><published>2008-11-26T18:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:40:37.590+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #25 - Thanksgiving Edition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the blandness of this week's answers. I haven't experienced a Thanksgiving so I don't really know what it is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.       What are you thankful for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I met my girl earlier this year, and I am also thankful that we have sorted out the mess that contributed to last week's HNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.       Since some of our participants are not in the US, what do you think about Thanksgiving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any real thoughts, positive or negative, about Thanksgiving. As an American holiday it would be as special to most Americans as some of our Australian holidays are to Australians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.       What is your favorite part of the holiday/ your least favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't experienced Thanksgiving so I have no favourites or least favourites. I am pretty sure that some NFL games are played on Thanksgiving, so anything that involves football on a holiday would win my vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.       Mashed Potatoes or Sweet Potatoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely mashed potatoes. I'm not a big fan of sweet potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.       Do you own eating pants?  Describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what 'eating pants' are so I would be fairly certain that I don't own a pair. Perhaps someone can explain them to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.       What is your favorite thing to do with the Thanksgiving leftovers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any leftovers usually taste just as good the following day, either cold or reheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.       Who are you most looking forward to seeing?  Least?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl would be the person I am looking forward to seeing the most. No-one fits into the least category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.       Do you go shopping on the day after Thanksgiving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't. Does something special happen at the shops on the day after Thanksgiving?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5044391296159672455?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5044391296159672455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5044391296159672455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5044391296159672455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5044391296159672455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-weirdness-25-thanksgiving.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #25 - Thanksgiving Edition.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1552597888390538026</id><published>2008-11-25T17:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:55:21.447+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #48</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is your favorite Thanksgiving food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Australia so I don't have a favourite food for it, however for a celebration of any sort it is hard to go past a roast dinner. Roast beef or pork would be my favourites, but lamb, chicken or turkey will do just as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just off the top of my head I would say Coldplay because they play such lifeless music with whining lyrics (in my opinion) and I fail to see how they are as popular as they are. I also wouldn't mind if Michael Jackson was standing close enough to get taken out as well. He never set my world on fire and I see him as a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy crap, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would head straight for the music shop or the book shop. I'm sure I could easily spend $100 on Cd's or books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What is your favorite curse word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck! I say it all the time and that is not a good thing when there are 2 young children in the house. Trouble is, I have been saying it for so long now that it is hard to break the habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1969. Woodstock. The era of free love and all those great bands, Santana, Hendrix, Joe Cocker, CSNY, Jefferson Airplane, and The Who. What's not to like about that line-up? And not to mention the free love, or did I mention that already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What's it gonna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisibility. How much fun could you have with the power of invisibility? The possibilities are endless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1552597888390538026?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1552597888390538026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1552597888390538026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1552597888390538026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1552597888390538026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/tmi-tuesday-48.html' title='TMI Tuesday #48'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3775210869151935095</id><published>2008-11-20T14:52:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:38:12.688+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #27 - Scarred for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I fought tooth and nail, every inch of the way&lt;br /&gt;I got scars...to prove it&lt;br /&gt;I was in love for keeps that time&lt;br /&gt;But rock'n'roll was still on my mind&lt;br /&gt;She was young and true and so full of life&lt;br /&gt;And the pain went deep, I was scarred for life&lt;br /&gt;I was scarred, I was scarred, scarred, scarred&lt;br /&gt;Scarred for life &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Anderson, Riley, Royal (Rose Tattoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SST7lO3e8yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_wgmMDPRas8/s1600-h/Scar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SST7lO3e8yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_wgmMDPRas8/s400/Scar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270614080994865954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a few scars on my body from various incidents and accidents. This one on my leg is probably one of my more visible one and is part of a collection of scars I got when I tried to climb some wet sea cliffs at night after having had a few too many alcoholic beverages. I was lucky I didn't kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;However, physical injuries are not the only things to leave scars. Emotional traumas can also leave scars, and while the wounds aren't as visible they are still real and just as painful. I'm sure we all carry those scars somewhere deep inside us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's HNT is a last minute replacement for one that I had already put together. This just seemed more appropriate given the events of today. I won't elaborate on the details except to say that a misdirected email has left me with another scar to add to my collection. You can't see it, but it's there and it hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like climbing cliffs at night, I should have known better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT participants, go see &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3775210869151935095?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3775210869151935095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3775210869151935095&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3775210869151935095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3775210869151935095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/hnt-27-scarred-for-life.html' title='HNT #27 - Scarred for Life'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SST7lO3e8yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_wgmMDPRas8/s72-c/Scar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3958609142542847432</id><published>2008-11-19T19:45:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:46:16.006+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Have you ever taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; your cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;es off for money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No, I haven't. Actually, I don't need money. If you ask me nicely I'll do it for nothing, but you've got to ask nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;2.) Are you a morning person or a night owl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These days I am not much of either, however I would prefer a late night to an early morning. Some people say that mornings are the best part of the day, that is why I like to leave them to those who can appreciate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) Do you take any kind of medication daily or regularly? If so, what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. All I take on a regular basis are some health supplements like a vitamin pill, glucosamine, and fish oil tablets. I don't think they count as medication.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Do you ever have naughty thoughts about any of your friends significant others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't everyone?? I have naughty thoughts about lots of people I meet, including friends SO's. I thought everyone did this. Apparently I am mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) What are your favorite comfort foods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate and coffee. There isn't much that can't be made a bit easier with a cup of coffee and some chocolate. Where would we be without those 2 wonderful beans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) Would you rather direct a porn or star in one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either. I'm not fussy. Starring in it could be more fun as I think I would enjoy the hands-on stuff more than just directing it from a chair. But if the directors job was all that was available then I wouldn't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.)  Have you ever seen a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donkey_show"&gt;donkey show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"? Would you ever be interested in seeing one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen one and probably wouldn't be that interested in seeing one. Stuff involving animals just doesn't turn me on. I wasn't even sure that donkey shows existed. I thought they were just a myth to trap unsuspecting tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.) On a scale of 1 to 10, how gullible of a person would you say you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be an 8 or 9. These days I am too cynical to be easily conned. I stick to the adage that seeing is believing, and if it sounds too good to be true it usually is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3958609142542847432?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3958609142542847432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3958609142542847432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3958609142542847432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3958609142542847432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-weirdness-24.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #24'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-9018186879140124908</id><published>2008-11-19T11:14:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:01:09.725+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #47</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. When did you last use your cellular telephone as a flashlight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I have ever used my mobile phone as a flashlight. I actually don't use my mobile phone for anything much at all, including making calls. I find it more of an inconvenience most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. On a scale from 1-10, how comfy are you being naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an 8. I am quite comfortable being naked and nudity, either my own or someone else's, doesn't offend me. The only time I might find it uncomfortable to be naked would be if it was a public place and I was the only one out of many people who had shed their clothes. I think that would cause me some embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What is the longest you've ever been celibate after having lost your virginity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to remember exactly but it would be quite a while. In my late teens and early twenties there would have been long periods between girlfriends when I wouldn't be getting any action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever had sex in a car?  If yes, since you were a teenager?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. As recently as last year I used to meet a lady at lunchtime near a park and we would have sex in her car or mine. It was a lot of fun, although on warm days it could get quite uncomfortable and sweaty in the back seat of a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. When did you last use food or drink as medication?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for a very long time. Many years ago I used alcohol on occasion to help forget bad events, or at least numb the pain, and as a 'nightcap' to help me sleep. Those days are long since passed and these days I very rarely drink at all. I can't say I have ever used food as a medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus: Name three words that: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;a) get you excited&lt;/span&gt;  - Wanna have sex? (when some asks me)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;b) make you squirm&lt;/span&gt; - Can Hubby watch? (I've never been asked this but I wouldn't be comfortable with it)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;c) make you laugh&lt;/span&gt; - Achmed dead terrorist. (I recently watched a comedy routine by Jeff Dunham featuring Achmed the dead terrorist, and just the thought of it makes me laugh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-9018186879140124908?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/9018186879140124908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=9018186879140124908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/9018186879140124908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/9018186879140124908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/tmi-tuesday-47.html' title='TMI Tuesday #47'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8387592458441976988</id><published>2008-11-13T15:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:37:03.518+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #26 - Push The Button.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want to take, if you want to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you find a meaning, you’ll find it short-lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The gifts and opportunities that come or go or stay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buttons there for you to push are only in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buttons so vivid, your soul could seem gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The world all around you entices you to play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on! Come out!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a choice to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The push button glows in wait….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- The Stolen Babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SRvClEDZ0LI/AAAAAAAAALw/fx1eTGKh3zI/s1600-h/button+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SRvClEDZ0LI/AAAAAAAAALw/fx1eTGKh3zI/s400/button+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268018131138891954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled a little with ideas and time this week so this was the best I could come up with. Thinking caps on for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; is the HNT master so why not pay him a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8387592458441976988?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8387592458441976988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8387592458441976988&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8387592458441976988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8387592458441976988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/hnt-26-push-button.html' title='HNT #26 - Push The Button.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SRvClEDZ0LI/AAAAAAAAALw/fx1eTGKh3zI/s72-c/button+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7809026693297328461</id><published>2008-11-12T21:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:47:37.915+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) When was your last visit to an emergency room? What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last visit to an emergency room would have been several years ago when my daughter broke her leg falling off her scooter. Luckily it was a small country hospital and the only doctor lived right around the corner so we had prompt, almost personal, service, unlike when we went to get her plaster removed weeks later at a major suburban hospital and had to wait hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) Who do you look more like: Mom, dad or another relative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say neither, but if I had to pick one I would say I take after my mother more than my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) What sounds annoy you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobile phones ringing at inappropriate times. In movie theatres for one. Didn't they read the sign that said 'Turn off mobile phones' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) What are three movies you could (or have you) watch(ed) over and over and still love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite movies of all time is "An Officer and A Gentleman". I have seen it so many times and I still watch it if it comes on TV. Another favourite that I have lost count of how many times I have seen it is the original "Ghostbusters". "Apocalypse Now" and "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" are also movies that I have seen many times over. When I was younger, RHPS used to screen every Friday night at midnight at a cinema near where I lived. A group of us used to go every now and then just to see the die-hards who came dressed in costume, and to be a part of the whole rice throwing, water pistols and chanting experience. Ahhh, happy days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) Do you ever wish you were someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I ever do. There are times when I am not so happy with my lot in life, but I am not so sure that anybody else's lot is any better. Having said that, it couldn't be all that bad waking up next to Megan Gale every morning so maybe some lots are easier to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) What do you think of when you think of Paris?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to Paris, but I know someone who has and they weren't particularly impressed with it. They told me that there were lots of dogs wandering the streets and so you had to watch where you stepped because the dogs left 'calling cards' everywhere. That has now become my vision of Paris and I don't have much desire to go there. Perhaps readers who have been there might be able to tell me different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) What'​ s the last sport​ing event​ you watch​ed?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last sporting event I watched live was the last home game of my football team in August. Unfortunately we lost like we did most games last season. The last sporting event I watched on TV was the baseball World Series, unless WWE counts as a sporting event and then it would have been Raw or Smackdown. (I do consider WWE as a sporting event, but I know some people don't see it that way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.) What do you think about sexual Role Playing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there is anything wrong with sexual role playing. I approve of anything that takes place between consenting adults. Unfortunately, I haven't had much (any) experience in sexual role play, but it is something that I would love to experiment with. Now I just need to find another consenting adult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7809026693297328461?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7809026693297328461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7809026693297328461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7809026693297328461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7809026693297328461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-weirdness-23.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #23'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8186907579351026711</id><published>2008-11-11T16:50:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:52:47.586+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #46</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Ever been skinny dipping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure. Skinny dipping is fun, and it just feels so good. I used to do it all the time up til about the age of 20, then only on the odd occasion. Now, I can't remember the last time I went skinny dipping which obviously means it was too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. How often do you kiss or make out without it simply being a foreplay activity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, the answer to that question would be never. A few years ago I met a woman and we didn't have anywhere to be intimate so we would often go for a walk in a park, find a bench somewhere quiet and just make out for a while. It was lots of fun, and that would have been the last time that I got to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. On a scale of 1-10, how content are you with your life? (1 is lowest, 10 is highest) Do you think 'content' and 'happy' the same thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say between 7 and 8. There are things I would like to change that would increase the score upward but I don't think it will occur anytime soon. I don't think 'content' and 'happy' are the same thing. 'Content' to me means happy to put up with or endure, while 'happy' means, well, happy. Usually happy people are content people, but content people aren't always happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What do you do to relieve stress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very little. Usually it builds up inside doing God knows how much damage to my health. I try to read or listen to music to relax and I guess that helps to relieve stress. If I get really stressed I will often go for a run, and just run to the point of exhaustion, which tends to distract the mind from the stress because you can't think of anything else apart from how knackered you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What was the special trait in your first lover that made you decide that they were "the one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the fact that they were willing to have sex with me on a regular basis. As a horny teenager, all other criteria would have come second to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus: How old were you when you first had sex? (positive experiences here...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have been 17 or 18, and it was a relief to get that first one out of the way. I wondered if it was ever going to happen. I've detailed the experience in a previous TMI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8186907579351026711?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8186907579351026711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8186907579351026711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8186907579351026711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8186907579351026711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/tmi-tuesday-46.html' title='TMI Tuesday #46'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4731065966761099696</id><published>2008-11-06T15:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:36:41.794+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #25 - Welcome To The 60's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hey mama, welcome to the 60's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt; Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt; Oh mama, welcome to the 60's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt; Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Go mama, go, go, go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Shaiman and Wittman&lt;br /&gt;from the Hairspray soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SRJz1jeVolI/AAAAAAAAALo/lwGx-fcMPQM/s1600-h/birthday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SRJz1jeVolI/AAAAAAAAALo/lwGx-fcMPQM/s400/birthday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265398278242280018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this week wasn't an 'official' theme for HNT, and &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; made it clear that BTE was not interested in seeing male boobies, but in the interests of community spirit (and because I couldn't think of another idea for this week) I have gone with the 'Boobies for BTE's birthday' theme. Like 'em or leave 'em, there they are and I hope that BTE had a wonderful birthday and that he gets to see a lot of boobies that are better looking than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;, the master of all things HNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4731065966761099696?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4731065966761099696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4731065966761099696&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4731065966761099696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4731065966761099696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/hnt-25-welcome-to-60s.html' title='HNT #25 - Welcome To The 60&apos;s'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SRJz1jeVolI/AAAAAAAAALo/lwGx-fcMPQM/s72-c/birthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4940252592910504496</id><published>2008-11-05T19:26:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:40:22.116+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #22</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If you were in a situation where it was either starve to death or resort to cannibalism, would you resort to cannibalism to stay alive or let yourself starve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hard to answer without having been in the situation, but if the alternative was to starve to death then I think self preservation would kick in and I would resort to cannibalism. The people would have to be dead already because I wouldn't be able to kill them. Given that they were dead then I don't think they would mind too much if I had to eat them to stay alive. Who knows, they might even taste like chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you know all of the words to the National Anthem and The Pledge of Allegiance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the American National Anthem or The Pledge of Allegiance but I do know the words to the Australian National Anthem - Advance Australia Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Do you consider yourself a leader or a follower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, everyday life I would probably be a follower. I would like to think that in a crisis situation I would be able to take charge and be a leader, but who knows until such an event occurs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What is your most favorite holiday? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas. I have enjoyed it far more since I have had children. I love the build up to the big day, decorating the tree, writing wish lists, and counting down the sleeps. I love the anticipation in their faces as they go to bed on Christmas Eve, and the excitement in their eyes the following morning as they open their presents. That along with our 2 week holiday over Christmas and New Year make it the best time of the year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. In what ways, if any, are you superstitious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not at all superstitious. I used to be but I have broken the habit and the belief that certain actions have good or bad consequences just because of folklore or tradition. I don't even subscribe to a belief in horoscopes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. If you had to pick a creature from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.mythicalcreaturesguide.com/page/List+of+Mythical+Creatures?t=anon"&gt;Mythical Creatures Guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; to be your pet, which would you choose and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dragon would be a really cool pet but might be a little difficult to control. It would be fun to turn it loose on people who piss you off. Imagine the look on their faces! Pegasus, the winged horse, would also be  a fun pet. No more traffic jams, just jump on your horse and fly to where ever you wanted to go. And it probably wouldn't be much different to care for than a 'normal' horse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4940252592910504496?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4940252592910504496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4940252592910504496&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4940252592910504496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4940252592910504496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wednesday-weirdness-22.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #22'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-2595713859212548768</id><published>2008-11-04T18:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:33:43.327+09:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things About Me (or How Shibari Took My Virginity)</title><content type='html'>TMI post is below this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My virginity has been broken. It has never happened before, but last Thursday on my HNT post &lt;a href="http://shibari-confessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shibari&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. My first tag in a little over 12 months of blogging. Thank you &lt;a href="http://shibari-confessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shibari&lt;/a&gt;, I will try and do your tag justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things About Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My star sign is Sagittarius, although I really don't believe in Astrology or star signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. As a child, I always wanted to be a pilot, right through til late in high school when my maths ability (or lack of it) meant that I wasn't going to make the grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am not religious and don't believe in God (any god), heaven or hell. This is in complete contrast to when I was a child and had a strong faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love to travel, but find that I am a much more nervous flier than I ever was when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am the oldest living member of my family. Both my parents, and all my grandparents are deceased so I am top of the family tree. (not always a pleasant thought).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a fear of ladders. I hate ascending or descending ladders and my legs shake almost uncontrollably. It is not the height that bothers me as I can quite easily climb up or down using something other than a ladder. I'm not sure why this is because I can't recall having had an accident or incident involving a ladder. Does anyone know the name for a fear of ladders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I always try to please people, often to my own detriment. I'm not sure why this is but it may have something to do with low self esteem. Other people's acceptance of me matters a great deal to me even if that person means nothing to me. Seeking that acceptance often results in disappointment and feelings of rejection. It also makes it extremely hard to refuse requests even if they are unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I am supposed to tag anyone, and if so how many, so I will leave it up to you to decide if you want to have a go at this. If you do, please let me know so I can pop by and check out your answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-2595713859212548768?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/2595713859212548768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=2595713859212548768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2595713859212548768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2595713859212548768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/7-things-about-me-or-how-shibari-took.html' title='7 Things About Me (or How Shibari Took My Virginity)'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3894031982994355835</id><published>2008-11-04T18:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:26:07.299+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #45</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  Have you ever had a moving violation?  An auto accident? That was your fault?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a few speeding tickets in my life, but until quite recently I hadn't had one for many a year. Earlier this year I failed to notice a sign advising a change to a lower speed limit. I also failed to notice that there was a policeman waiting a few hundred metres beyond the sign. Unfortunately (or fortunately, which ever the case may be) he made his presence known to me and also pointed out that I had failed to slow down once passed the sign. He wrote me a ticket as a reminder to pay more attention when driving, and I assured him that I would. As for accidents, I have been involved in a few, none serious and none were my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.  Have you ever voted? How old was your were you the first time you voted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting is compulsory here in Australia for both Federal and State elections, so Yes, I have voted on a number of occasions. Failure to do so results in a fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  Are you glad this election cycle is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US presidential election seems to have been going for ever. It has even occupied a fair slice of news time here on the other side of the world. I will be glad when it is finally over (regardless of the result) just so I don't have to see Obama's face on every news bulletin. Having said that though, I guess I should be prepared to see him for at least the next 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  Do you have guilty pleasure?  What is it (or are they)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guilty pleasure I have is the occasional glass of Highland Park Scotch Whiskey. I very rarely drink but I do indulge in the odd nip of this extremely pleasant beverage. I can't describe the beautiful smokey peat and honey flavour as it slides across the tongue and then warms the body on a cold winter's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  What is the most embarrassing thing you have done recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't recall having done anything that has caused me embarrassment recently. I'll have to pass on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus: How much impact has the Wall Street and general economic wilt had on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot to date, but I am sure the flow on effect will impact on us all in the form of higher prices and rising unemployment. One negative effect which springs to mind is the Aussie dollar being worth less compared to the greenback and this has cancelled out a lot of the benefits of falling oil prices. Still pain at the petrol pump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3894031982994355835?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3894031982994355835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3894031982994355835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3894031982994355835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3894031982994355835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/11/tmi-tuesday-45.html' title='TMI Tuesday #45'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-549588365616450853</id><published>2008-10-30T15:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:32:52.505+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #24 - The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter Pumpkinhead put to shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Governments who would slur his name&lt;br /&gt;Plots and sex scandals failed outright&lt;br /&gt;Peter merely said&lt;br /&gt;Any kind of love  is alright&lt;br /&gt;But he made too many enemies...&lt;br /&gt;Peter Pumpkinhead was too good&lt;br /&gt;Had him nailed to a chunk of wood&lt;br /&gt;He died grinning on live TV&lt;br /&gt;Hanging there he looked a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;And an awful lot like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Andy Partridge (XTC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SQlPsnxgjsI/AAAAAAAAALg/pnQyR5z2ZI0/s1600-h/pumpkin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SQlPsnxgjsI/AAAAAAAAALg/pnQyR5z2ZI0/s400/pumpkin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262825267568611010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick or treat? You decide. Halloween isn't a big deal here in Australia, but I couldn't resist having a go at a Halloween themed HNT this week. Luckily I had this Jack O' Lantern novelty that I picked up on a visit to the States and so I put it to good use. As an added bonus, it fits in nicely with the XTC song that I chose to accompany the picture. I hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT delights please visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-549588365616450853?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/549588365616450853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=549588365616450853&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/549588365616450853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/549588365616450853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/hnt-24-ballad-of-peter-pumpkinhead.html' title='HNT #24 - The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SQlPsnxgjsI/AAAAAAAAALg/pnQyR5z2ZI0/s72-c/pumpkin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3056052459034179505</id><published>2008-10-29T19:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:04:13.908+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) As an adult, do you do anything for Halloween or is it just another day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is not big here in Australia so for me it will be just another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) Do you ever dress up for Halloween? What will be your costume this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same answer as above. I think it would be fun to dress up in spooky costumes though, and I love the way some people decorate their houses for Halloween (they are sometimes featured on our late night news bulletins, and of course there is always the internet). Maybe I will have to visit The States in October to experience 'trick or treat'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) Have you started Christmas shopping yet? When do you usually begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I haven't. Probably mid November I will start seriously shopping although I already have a pretty good idea what I will be getting for the kids. The problem with shopping too early is trying to find places to stash the presents, and then trying to remember where that good hiding spot was, months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) Do you look people in the eye when talking? Does it bother you when people don't make eye contact during conversation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generally try to make eye contact with people when I am talking to them. People who don't (or can't) make eye contact usually have something to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) What excuse do you usually use when you want to take a day off work for no real reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need a day off and can't negotiate it then I would phone in sick. My 'illness' would either be a migraine or a stomach bug. I hardly ever do this as my employer is really flexible (within reason) and it usually isn't a problem to get some time off, even if it is only an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) How often, on average, do you find yourself thinking about sex per day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many minutes are there in a day?? That's about how often I think about sex. Just lately it seems to be on my mind the whole time. Do you think I might have a little unspent sexual tension??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) What company makes your favorite brand of shoes? What makes them your favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a favourite brand of shoe unless we are talking about trainers. Then I have a preference for either Nike or Reebok simply because of the comfort and support they give. Having said that, I am currently wearing a pair of Adidas Goodyear to the gym and I find them excellent to run in. So I guess I don't have a loyalty to any particular brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8.) Do you ever save alcohol bottles once they are empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to, many years ago. I wanted to collect different types of beer bottles, but in the end it takes up a lot of room and I couldn't see the point in keeping empty bottles anymore so I got rid of them. Now the bottle goes for recycling as soon as it is empty, not that I drink that much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;9.) Do you enjoy musicals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, no, however there are exceptions. Rocky Horror Picture Show is one such exception. Other exceptions elude me at the moment (if in fact there are any more exceptions) and I tend to avoid musicals like the plague.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3056052459034179505?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3056052459034179505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3056052459034179505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3056052459034179505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3056052459034179505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-weirdness-21.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #21'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1363332879573183726</id><published>2008-10-28T14:30:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:11:48.340+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #44</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Who and when was your first crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first crush that I can remember was when I was at primary school in year 6. Her name was Kathryn and she was in my class. She also lived in the same street as me, only at the other end. I thought she was the nicest, and prettiest girl that I had ever met. Unfortunately, I was very shy so I don't think I ever spoke to her, I just admired her from afar. Toward the end of that year we moved house and I went to another school, so I never saw her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.  Who and when was your first date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have been about 15 when I went on my first proper date. By 'proper date' I mean it was just somewhere that the two of us went to and I had asked her to come with me, as opposed to just meeting someone at a friends place or at a local hangout. We went to the movies in town and my Mum dropped us off and picked us up again afterwards. I don't remember what film we saw, but I do remember holding hands and kissing a lot in the darkened cinema. Her name was Trish and we went on a few dates together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  Who and when was your first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first kiss from a girl that wasn't related to me happened when I was 15 on the train coming home from school one day. She kissed me and I remember it really made me tingle all over. I don't remember her name, but I was keen on her for quite a while after. It turns out that she had only kissed me as a dare, and she didn't really like me at all. Any guesses what that did for a teenager's self confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  Who and when was your first partner while "fooling around" in car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First partner in a car was Yvonne. She was my girlfriend at the time and we used to go to the drive-ins every weekend regardless of what was playing. We had some great times behind those fogged up windows in the back seat of my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  Who and when was your first partner while "fooling around" in a house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth was the girl I first fooled around in a house with. We were both at college and had time during the day when we didn't have any classes so we would go back to her house or mine for an hour or so because either place was empty while our parents were out working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.  Who and when was your first love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first girl I think I really loved was Alison. We 'went out' for quite a while and it took me a long time to get over her when we finally broke up. I was 18 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus: Who's blog did you first comment on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first blog I left a comment on was &lt;a href="http://wereonlyanimals.blogspot.com/"&gt;We're Only Animals&lt;/a&gt;. It is no longer active and hasn't been for almost a year now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1363332879573183726?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1363332879573183726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1363332879573183726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1363332879573183726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1363332879573183726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/tmi-tuesday-44.html' title='TMI Tuesday #44'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3420061010003089387</id><published>2008-10-23T14:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:46:20.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #23 - Fortune Teller.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to a fortune teller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To have my fortune read&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to tell her&lt;br /&gt;I had a dizzy feeling in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a hold of my palm&lt;br /&gt;She said "Son you feel kind of warm"&lt;br /&gt;And then she looked into a crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;She said "You're in love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Neville)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SQAblZHrYaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/D_TlXxLIDTg/s1600-h/fortune.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SQAblZHrYaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/D_TlXxLIDTg/s400/fortune.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260234693980938658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Go and visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; for more HNT fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3420061010003089387?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3420061010003089387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3420061010003089387&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3420061010003089387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3420061010003089387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/hnt-23-fortune-teller.html' title='HNT #23 - Fortune Teller.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SQAblZHrYaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/D_TlXxLIDTg/s72-c/fortune.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5607342867893097166</id><published>2008-10-22T14:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:33:38.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/2885/wwkm4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Is there a particular birthday that you are dreading (eg: 40th) why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't have any fears or phobias about reaching any milestone birthdays. To me it is just another year older, and age is really just a state of mind. I have met young people who are old beyond their years, and older people who live life as if they were much younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is your favorite birthday memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st birthday was a favourite of mine. I partied long and hard into the night, and was still going the following morning when the sun came up (unlike most of my guests who had either left or crashed for the night). Plus, I got to 'score' in the back seat of my car with a girl I had been keen on for a while. She must have felt generous on account of it being my birthday, because it never happened again and shortly after that she started going out with my close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What was the best birthday present you ever received?  The worst?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No particular present springs to mind as being the best, or worst. Any gift can be the best ever if it is something that you have wanted for a while, or are really appreciative of receiving. And I don't think of gifts in terms of being not very good. If someone has taken the effort to select a gift for me then I am grateful that they took the time to think of me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Frosting roses: Love them or hate them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit to not knowing what frosting roses are, so I don't really have an opinion on them one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Do you like when people make a big deal out of your birthday, or do you prefer a quiet or no celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No question about it. A quiet one with no celebration at all. As long as those people whom I love, or am close to, remember then that is all that I care about. I don't have any real need to make my birthday a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Surprise parties; Good or Evil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely evil. I detest surprise parties, and I have threatened my family that I will walk out if they try to spring a surprise party on me. I know some people think that they are great, but I am just not into that much recognition and celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Bonus Question:  Over at Casa ASM, it is traditional for the birthday boy or girl to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/dic?o=0&amp;amp;q=carte+blanche&amp;amp;search=search"&gt;carte blanche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; in the bedroom that night.  Who and/or what would you choose for birthday bedroom carte blanche?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing like that ever happens over at the Apple Residence. However, if I was able to choose a who and what for some birthday bedroom celebrations then I would choose my girl (you know who you are) to join me for a night of unbridled passion. It wouldn't matter really what we did as long as we could be together for the entire night to enjoy each others company and pleasures. Actually, we might have to take the next day off work because I don't think either of us would be capable of putting in a full 8 hours after a night like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5607342867893097166?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5607342867893097166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5607342867893097166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5607342867893097166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5607342867893097166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-weirdness-20.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #20'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1452492871995432281</id><published>2008-10-21T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:12:26.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #43</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  Have you ever felt guilty or ashamed after a sexual experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I can recall having some guilty feelings after a sexual experience was after my first infidelity with Eve. That was the first time that I had been with a woman other than my wife in all our years of marriage. I didn't get a major attack of the guilts but I did feel some guilt for a little while after. Obviously it wasn't enough to prevent me from going forth and repeating the experience with other women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.  Did you ever own a fake ID?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had fake ID and never needed one. It wasn't until I turned 18 (legal drinking age where I come from) that I started getting asked for some proof of age in licensed establishments, even though I had occasioned them since turning 15. I used to hang out with some older boys and I think that that was enough to get me into such venues. I never flaunted the fact and used to keep to the dark back corners to avoid scrutiny. Truth be told, I was only there to watch the bands and a drink was only a side element to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.  How often do you tell white lies? Is it with or without thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell white lies all the time to Mrs A. to keep her from knowing what I am up to. They would be white lies that I tell, knowing that I am telling them. Apart from that, and my infidelities, I am basically a very honest person and other people get the straight up truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.  On a scale of 1-10, how well do you receive constructive criticism? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't tend to handle criticism of any kind particularly well. I may fair a little better with constructive criticism, but generally I take it all personally even though I know I shouldn't and that that is not how it was intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  Have you ever shaved your pubic hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. In recent years (probably the last 5 or so) I have taken to shaving the hair from my balls and from around my cock. I like to think that if a lady wants to pleasure me in that area then she doesn't want to have hair interfering with the process. On the flip side, I don't really care whether my partner is shaved or not, although shaved is visually more appealing and provides less obstruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus: What percentage of women do you think are capable of handling being in a "friends with benefits" relationship? How about men?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have a clue as to what the percentages might be, but I do know from personal experience that it is difficult to keep emotion out of a purely physical relationship. While the concept of a "friends with benefits", "no strings attached" type of relationship might seem like the ideal situation, I think in reality there would be few individuals who would be able to keep it as just that. Perhaps I am wrong though and maybe other people think differently. It will be interesting to see how other people answer this question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1452492871995432281?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1452492871995432281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1452492871995432281&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1452492871995432281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1452492871995432281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/tmi-tuesday-43.html' title='TMI Tuesday #43'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3608664153059840840</id><published>2008-10-16T13:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:35:11.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #22 - Waiting For A Girl Like You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;To come into my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;A love that will survive&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for someone new&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;To come into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M. Jones, L. Gramm (Foreigner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SPbVX5m6XsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tDSFfAFKA_Q/s800-h/Waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SPbXA-Mu0wI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Zb4hPKY2CNE/s400/waiting-sign-thumb4464816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626026698003202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(don't forget to click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For more HNT fun, please pay &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my 100th post. I had planned to do something like '100 things about me', or something similar for this milestone post but it appears to have slipped by unnoticed by everyone, including me. My 1st blogiversary also came and went while I was trekking in the Andes. Not to worry, perhaps I will still do the '100 things' post in the near future. Now all I need to do is think of 98 other things to go with the 2 things I have thought of so far. Perhaps 100 things is not such a good idea after all. Let's wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3608664153059840840?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3608664153059840840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3608664153059840840&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3608664153059840840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3608664153059840840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/hnt-22-waiting-for-girl-like-you.html' title='HNT #22 - Waiting For A Girl Like You.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SPbXA-Mu0wI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Zb4hPKY2CNE/s72-c/waiting-sign-thumb4464816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7358372403128725572</id><published>2008-10-15T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:20:08.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If you could only eat one fruit for an entire year and that fruit would magically be in season and ripe that full year, which fruit would you choose and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really a big fruit eater. I much prefer vegetables and salads. However there are a few fruits that I am partial to and my choice would come from one of those. Bananas I quite like but I don't know if I could eat them all year round. Apples are nice and there are lots of different varieties, as well as different ways to eat or cook them so they could be my fruit of choice. But I think I would opt for strawberries simply because they are so yummy and always remind me of warm summer days. As an added bonus, I think they are quite romantic and I wouldn't mind getting to share some with a special someone if the opportunity arose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is something that makes you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I am finding it sad that distance, and other circumstances, are keeping me from getting to know someone I really care a lot about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What would you do if you came home from an extended vacation and found that someone else was living in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would depend on who the someone was. In fantasy land, if she was an attractive female who fancied me then I am sure we could come to some arrangement that would allow her to stay on. Anybody else would result in legal action being taken against the offending persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What US President, alive or otherwise, would you like to have dinner with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know too much about US presidents either alive or dead so my choices would be limited. Bill Clinton springs to mind so we could discuss what really happened with those interns, the cigar, and the stains on the dress. Another choice would be Abe Lincoln because he is such a fascinating person from history and had a lot to do with shaping the way America is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is your opinion on multitasking while driving? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Reading a book or work documents, changing clothes, fixing hair, applying make up, shaving your face, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cetera&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;agreeance&lt;/span&gt; with it. I think the drive should be concentrating on the task at hand, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; driving the car, and not be concerned about other things that they have to do. Diverting attention from the road to perform other tasks is the cause of many accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Do you ever multitask while driving? If so, how often would you say you are guilty of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't multitask while driving. The most I will do is change a CD or drink coffee from a non-spill cup. I have a hands free kit on my phone but I still find it to distracting to use and usually let calls go to message so I can answer them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you tend to be early, on time, fashionably late or LATE to work and work related events? Do you tend to be more or less punctual for non-work related events?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be punctual, but I don't like getting somewhere too early and having to wait til it gets started. For meetings and work related stuff I try to get there about 10 minutes before the start so I have time to get settled, but don't have to wait around too long. I think it is rude of people to habitually run late. Everybody gets held up occasionally, but don't make a habit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. What is a quirk your significant other has that you would define as "cute"? If you have no SO, what is a quirk you find cute in a potential SO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs A doesn't have any quirks, and if she did I don't think any of them would be cute. She is just not that sort of person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7358372403128725572?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7358372403128725572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7358372403128725572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7358372403128725572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7358372403128725572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-weirdness-19.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #19'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-523479537620053190</id><published>2008-10-14T12:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:46:42.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #42</title><content type='html'>Finally, I am back from a wonderful trip. It has taken a little longer than I had anticipated to get back to my blog. This is because of the sheer volume of work that was waiting for me on my return, and the fact that I came down with the flu a day or two after getting home. Both of those problems are now hopefully behind me and I can get back to a 'normal' routine (whatever that may be). So the first thing in that routine would be TMI. Click &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; if you want to see what it is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What do you do that sends a clear signal to your partner that you're interested in an intimate evening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I don't even bother trying to send signals to Mrs A. If I did then they would be ignored or I would receive a rebuttal that would indicate that I was wasting my time. Intimate evenings occur at her request, and moments such as those don't come around all that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. How important is foreplay to an exciting evening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love foreplay and consider it to be an integral part of any intimate evening. The foreplay begins long before there is any physical contact as the flirting and suggestive talk set the foundation for the intimacy that is to follow. As for physical foreplay, sometimes I just wish it could could continue forever because there is nothing better than being with that special someone and sharing some 'teasing and pleasing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What is the first thing you do during foreplay or what is the first thing you like done to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I do is kiss my partner. A passionate kiss does wonders for kick starting an intimate encounter. It would also be the first thing I would like done to me, so I am quite happy to kiss for a while before we start to explore further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Are you a one and done kind of partner (20 minutes or so) or do you like intimacy sessions longer than 60 minutes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time constraints usually make longer sessions impractical and impossible. However I would love to have the luxury of time so I could indulge in prolonged lovemaking with my partner. But then again, there is nothing wrong with a 'quickie', and those brief, stolen moments can be as fulfilling as any all-night session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BONUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you are interested in sex with a same-sex partner, what would be the first thing you'd like to touch on that other person, and why? (For those already in same sex relationships...what was the first thing you touched, or if you were interested in a relationship with the opposite sex, what would be the first thing you touched?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship with a member of the opposite sex, the first thing I touched would be her face. I would hold her face as I kissed her, and then my fingers would trail off to her neck, ears or hairline, just exploring different areas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-523479537620053190?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/523479537620053190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=523479537620053190&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/523479537620053190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/523479537620053190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/10/tmi-tuesday-42.html' title='TMI Tuesday #42'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3403837511447464693</id><published>2008-09-16T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:53:24.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peru'/><title type='text'>I Love To Go A Wandering...</title><content type='html'>This will be my last post for a few weeks. You may remember earlier in the year I asked for suggestions about visiting either Brazil or Peru. Well I chose Peru and tomorrow I leave for a week of trekking in the Peruvian Andes. This will culminate in a visit to Machu Picchu, the lost city of the Incas. This is somewhere that I have wanted to visit for so long that I can hardly believe I am going there. After that, I have a week long conference in another South American city and then back home for the start of October. I'll look forward to catching up with you all then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SM-sAGBBmEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o-YwnKwYxJg/s1600-h/machupicchu_sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SM-sAGBBmEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o-YwnKwYxJg/s400/machupicchu_sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246601208524806210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3403837511447464693?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3403837511447464693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3403837511447464693&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3403837511447464693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3403837511447464693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-to-go-wandering.html' title='I Love To Go A Wandering...'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SM-sAGBBmEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o-YwnKwYxJg/s72-c/machupicchu_sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8877841193105167414</id><published>2008-09-11T13:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:47:54.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><title type='text'>HNT #21 - The Chain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SMivgTFI6HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bxzpD3Qo5FI/s1600-h/chain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SMivgTFI6HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bxzpD3Qo5FI/s400/chain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244634735485446258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You dont love me now&lt;br /&gt;You will never love me again&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear you saying&lt;br /&gt;You would never break the chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Buckingham, Nicks, Fleetwood, McVie, and McVie&lt;br /&gt;(Fleetwood Mac)               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; for more HNT fun.                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8877841193105167414?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8877841193105167414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8877841193105167414&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8877841193105167414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8877841193105167414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/09/hnt-21-chain.html' title='HNT #21 - The Chain'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SMivgTFI6HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bxzpD3Qo5FI/s72-c/chain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5247430971342275689</id><published>2008-09-10T12:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:55:38.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #18 - Weight Watchers Edition.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday Weirdness for this week on the subject of bodies and weight. Oh boy! What a topic. Don't get me started on body image issues. If you want to play along then click &lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Are you happy with how much you weigh?  Why or Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current weight is not too bad (about 75 kgs). If I could, I would like to weigh maybe 5 kgs more, but only if it was muscle and not fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Have you ever been at a weight you are happy with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am happy with where my weight is right now. I have been a little heavier and I have also been a lot lighter, but neither of those was a weight I was particularly happy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Are you currently on a diet now?  If yes, describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't subscribe to diets. I believe in eating healthy foods all the time (although the odd indulgence in chocolate or fast food never hurt anybody) and taking everything in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What is the craziest thing you have ever done to lose weight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a situation where I have had to lose weight. Generally I am on the light end of the scales anyway, so I have never had to do anything crazy to lose weight. The worst weight loss situation I have had would be when I was quite sick about 10 years ago and I lost an unhealthy amount of weight just through the illness. It is not something I would recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is your favorite thing about your body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm!! I don't really have one, but if pushed I would say that my legs are OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. What is your least favorite thing about your body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing? Gee, I wouldn't know where to start. I have always thought that I look too thin so I would like a bit more meat (muscle) on my bones, but it seems I don't have the right type of body for building lean muscle easily. Also, my facial features always appear crooked to me so I hate looking at pictures or videos of myself. And my hair never sits right. It grows in different directions and always looks messy no matter what I do with it, so I tend to keep it cut short. Another thing ... I had better stop here or this post could go on forever as I discuss my short comings. I told you I had body image issues.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5247430971342275689?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5247430971342275689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5247430971342275689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5247430971342275689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5247430971342275689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-weirdness-18-weight-watchers.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #18 - Weight Watchers Edition.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3118190711198185032</id><published>2008-09-09T13:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:23:25.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #41</title><content type='html'>The questions for TMI this week are posted early enough for me to answer them in a separate post. If you want to participate, or just read the other responses, then click &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Describe the perfect date for YOURSELF... what you would enjoy most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect date for me would be one that involves good company, good conversation, a flirtatious atmosphere and the promise of things to come. Of course, those promised things could come later in the night or on a later date, it all depends on how well things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you lean more toward being submissive or dominant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably submissive. I do like to please my partner and I don't mind if they want to take control and direct proceedings. Having said that, I could also be more dominant with my partner if that is what she wanted. Perhaps I don't so much as lean one way or the other, but more sway depending on the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What do you usually wear to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to sleep naked, or with just a pair of boxer shorts on. However, Mrs A. doesn't approve of sleeping naked (that is why pyjamas were invented) in case the children see something that they shouldn't, so I usually wear PJ's at home just to keep the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever seen a counselor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have. I won't discuss how long ago, how many times, or what it was for, as that could be a whole other blog just on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Lights on or off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mrs A. it is always with the lights off so I have become quite skilled at navigating by touch alone. If I had a choice it would be with a little subtle, mood lighting to add effect. It is wonderful to look into your lover's eyes while you are making love, and glimpses of her naked body are a powerful aphrodisiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Bonus: Have you or a partner ever faked an orgasm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never faked an orgasm, and I am not sure how a man could fake one. The only person I know who faked an orgasm with me was a girlfriend I had when I was about 19. I didn't know she was faking at the time as I hadn't had a lot of experience with women then, but she used to come just like girls from porn movies, lots of moaning and thrashing about. I used to love it, but later on when I thought back on it, I now believe she was faking it and porn movies were the only reference she had. Perhaps she didn't want me to feel inadequate because I hadn't 'got her there'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3118190711198185032?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3118190711198185032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3118190711198185032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3118190711198185032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3118190711198185032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/09/tmi-tuesday-41.html' title='TMI Tuesday #41'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4119427610945259478</id><published>2008-09-04T13:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:14:13.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #20 - If I Were A Carpenter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SL92ihy2UWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bH9FIV8pWbA/s1600-h/Carp+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SL92ihE0aGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/crUEAWbHMEg/s400/Carp+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242038826648758370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I got wood making this. Click if you want to see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If I were a carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And you were a lady,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Would you marry me anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Would you have my baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If I worked my hands in wood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Would you still love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Answer me babe, "Yes I would,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'll put you above me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Tim Hardin)&lt;br /&gt;(performed by various artists)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were so many one liners and double entendres I could have used for this post. Screws, nails, wood and hammering provide rich food for a fertile imagination. Even my leather pouch came in for some serious consideration. I hope you appreciate how reserved I was in just using the one phrase to indicate the click through. However, I may go back and revisit this at a later date because there is just so much good stuff here. Be Warned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT frivolity, pop on over to visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; and meet the other players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/2005/05/guidelines-for-half-nekkid-thursday.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5425/1614/400/hnt.1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4119427610945259478?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4119427610945259478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4119427610945259478&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4119427610945259478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4119427610945259478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/09/hnt-20-if-i-were-carpenter.html' title='HNT #20 - If I Were A Carpenter.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SL92ihE0aGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/crUEAWbHMEg/s72-c/Carp+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7126876913705087921</id><published>2008-09-03T14:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:43:36.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #17 and TMI Tuesday #40</title><content type='html'>Another 2 for 1 deal this week with &lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wednesday Weirdness&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;TMI Tuesday&lt;/a&gt; grouped together. The lateness of the TMI questions meant that I wasn't able to complete them yesterday, so once again I will stick them on the end of WW. Click the links if you want to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) Someone dares you to eat two cooked bulls testicles for 1,500 dollars. They're fried, topped with nacho cheese, belly button lint, lima beans, sweat rung out from a dirty sock and maple syrup and you have to eat it all. Are you going to eat it for the cash or pass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to answer YES to this question right up to the time when the belly button lint and sock sweat was added. The presence of those 2 ingredients means I will have to PASS on this one. If it wasn't for those items being included then this would be an easy $1500. I have eaten bull testicles before, but they are usually sold on restaurant menus as Prairie Oysters or something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) If you were not getting enough sex in your relationship, how would you handle it? Would you cheat on your significant other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of my life. I have tried to resolve this issue with Mrs A., to no avail, so I have resorted to cheating on her. It is not something that I am proud of, but I am only human and I have needs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.) Would you cheat if you knew you would never be caught? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheat and I hope I never get caught. Surely that is the aim of cheating, to not get caught. If we knew we would get caught then I don't think there would be many people who would do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) If you could get rid of any of the late night talk show hosts and replace them with anyone you want, what late night persona would you get rid of and who would you replace them with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch any late night talk shows so I don't know any of the hosts and don't dislike any of them enough to want to get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) If you could get rid of one day time talk show, which one would you pick and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as the above answer. I don't get time to watch day time talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) Where is your favorite places on the body to be kissed? Favorite places to kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be kissed on the neck, along my jawline, under and around my ears, anywhere between my shoulders and my head. I think the neck is a very sensual area. As for my favourite places to kiss, I am happy to kiss my partner where ever she most wants and needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Do you watch porn? How does your significant other feel about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to watch porn, but hardly ever do these days. Mrs A. finds it abhorrent and so the only porn in our house now is hidden on my computer. I might sneak a peek at a downloaded video clip every now and again, but not too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMI Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  When was the last time someone hit on you? What went down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been flirting online with my special girl, but other than that I can't recall the last time I was seriously hit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. If you were single and could be with any one person, who would it be (thinking singer/actor or someone famous here, but whatever)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was single then my girl would be the one for me. Famous fantasy people would include Gwen Stefani, Natalie Imbruglia, The Corrs girls, Penelope Cruz, Siwan Morris and several others whose names elude me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Have you ever had done anything sexual in your office or your place of employment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have. Even at office Xmas parties and the like I try to be well behaved. The last thing I want, or need, is to have to face up to a sexual harassment accusation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you apologize when you make a mistake? How do you react when someone calls you out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I do. I do tend to be a perfectionist so I find mistakes to be embarrassing and don't take it well when I make one, but I am big enough to be able to admit to it and apologise if it has brought grief to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Top or bottom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what this question refers to so I give it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Bonus: How old were you when you first had a willing sexual experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you count making out as a willing sexual experience then I would have been about 14 when I discovered how much fun it was to seriously kiss girls :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7126876913705087921?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7126876913705087921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7126876913705087921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7126876913705087921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7126876913705087921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-weirdness-17-and-tmi-tuesday.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #17 and TMI Tuesday #40'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-2915743004369450041</id><published>2008-08-28T15:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:47:02.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #19 - Unwritten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SLZSYmItcWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Go-5CxT-O9U/s1600-h/unwriten+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SLZSYmItcWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Go-5CxT-O9U/s400/unwriten+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239465798999568738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Staring at the blank page before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Open up the dirty window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Reaching for something in the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; So close you can almost taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Release your inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Feel the rain on your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; No one else can feel it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Only you can let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; No one else, no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Can speak the words on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Today is where your book begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-: Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For more HNT fun, visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-2915743004369450041?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/2915743004369450041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=2915743004369450041&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2915743004369450041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/2915743004369450041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnt-19-unwritten.html' title='HNT #19 - Unwritten'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SLZSYmItcWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Go-5CxT-O9U/s72-c/unwriten+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7772733930539162882</id><published>2008-08-27T14:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:31:28.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #16 and TMI Tuesday #39</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wednesday Weirdness&lt;/a&gt; comes bundled with TMI Tuesday this week. I missed the questions yesterday and so I have posted them today. I hope no-one minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. How often do you talk to your siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly ever. I have one sister and she lives on the other side of the world. We are not close and only do the birthday, Christmas phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. How well do you deal when given an ultimatum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good. I don't like the 'or else' scenario and would much prefer to be given a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Have you ever dated someone or had a lover who had an emotional or mental disorder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to the best of my knowledge. Some have seemed like they have had a screw loose on occasions, but I don't think they had a disorder as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. How do you feel about crossdressing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't do anything for me. I might try it as part of roleplaying if a particular lover wanted me to, but it isn't something I am desperate to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  Have you ever lied about the number of sexual partners you have had to someone? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I have. I can't recall an instance when I have had to inflate or decrease the number of partners I have had just to appease someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Does your significant other have the same political and religious views that you do? How often do you discuss politics and religion with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We differ on religious views. She has them, I don't. Other than that we are fairly similar and we don't often discuss the 2 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.  What sport, if any, do you find to be most boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket. Test cricket specifically. I can't believe a game goes for 5 days and can still end in a draw. What other sport has meal breaks scheduled into it? Give me a break. Paint drys quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Have you ever honestly peed in the pool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only as a child. These days when I swim I am mindful of the fact that I might swallow some water, and that doesn't bear thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;TMI&lt;/a&gt; from yesterday. Better late than never, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You find a fairy.  With a wave of their wand they can change anything for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the one thing you would change about your body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 thing?? Probably my head, or more specifically, my face. I don't have movie star good looks and sometimes I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the one personality trait you would change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do tend to hold grudges for a while, so maybe I would like to be able to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the one thing about your job you would change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually quite like my job and don't think I would change anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the one thing about your home you would change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish the kids would play nicely together. When they don't I turn into a grouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the one thing about your Significant Other you would change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give her a libido, or at least a sense of adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is the one person you would poof out of your life and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anyone who annoys me enough that I would want them gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is the one person you would poof back in and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would probably bring my Mum back, because I miss not having her around even if she was an eccentric old thing.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I would wish that my new girl was here with me now so we could enjoy each others company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7772733930539162882?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7772733930539162882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7772733930539162882&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7772733930539162882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7772733930539162882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-weirdness-16-and-tmi-tuesday.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #16 and TMI Tuesday #39'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8650064794376513383</id><published>2008-08-21T14:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:02:23.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #18 - I Go Swimming (Olympic Theme)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SK0Py0Kr7NI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sXbh4ADWAMg/s800-h/Olympic+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SK0PyxrWy6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/I1MM2qd54Jo/s400/Olympic+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236859306704817058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh, I go swimming, swimming in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swimming in the river, swimming in the sea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go swimming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go swimming, swimming in the water&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the pool, swimming is cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I go swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Peter Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't guessed already, I have chosen swimming as the sport for my Olympic theme HNT today. I try to swim twice a week as it is a good, low impact workout and provides plenty of thinking time during the laps of the pool. It is not as enjoyable as another form of workout that I could think of, but there is no way that I would get to do that twice a week so it is off to the pool for me. Fortunately it is heated or I wouldn't make it at all on these cool winter mornings.&lt;br /&gt;Click the picture to see me supporting my country without my bathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more HNT fun then go and visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;. And don't forget &lt;a href="http://hntanon.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other HNT&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8650064794376513383?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8650064794376513383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8650064794376513383&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8650064794376513383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8650064794376513383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnt-18-i-go-swimming-olympic-theme.html' title='HNT #18 - I Go Swimming (Olympic Theme)'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SK0PyxrWy6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/I1MM2qd54Jo/s72-c/Olympic+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4674298011032634116</id><published>2008-08-20T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:23:20.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #15</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Wednesday Weirdness is here again. Click the button if you want to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/4605/ww3ip6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.) You just bought a snazzy new leather jacket for an awesome price at the local outlet shop. When you got it home you found $2000 (cash) in the jacket's inner pocket. What are you going to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too honest to keep the money so I would return it to the shop and explain where it came from. It may turn out that I could keep the money if it was unclaimed, or perhaps a reward, but it wouldn't feel right to just keep it. I know that if it was my money that I had accidentally left there, then I would appreciate it if it was returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.) If you could change or eliminate one wedding tradition, what would it be? What is your favorite wedding tradition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that I would change any wedding traditions. They are traditions and that means they are part of the wedding ceremony. If you don't like the traditions then have a wedding that doesn't encompass all the traditional bits. My favourite tradition is the bridal garter. As a single man I got to remove 2 garters and I loved sliding my hands under the wedding dress to find the garter and then remove it. What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.)If you were on Gilligan’s Island, who would you want to share your hut with? Who would you consider it torture to have to share a hut with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary-Anne was always my favourite so how could I resist sharing a hut with her. The Howells would be my choice of who not to share with. I seem to remember them bickering a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.) Have you ever called your current significant other by another name at any point? What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am assuming that we are talking about using someone else's name by mistake. That has never happened to me (touch wood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5.) If you were going to be famous under a stage name, what would you pick your stage name to be? Why? What do you want to be famous doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what stage name I would use. When I was much younger (teenager) I thought it would be great to have a band called 'C'. It had a kind of mysterious quality to it and would lend itself to great album names, like 'C Horse', 'C Weed', etc. I remember having a whole list of them at one time. Obviously then, I would want to be famous as a musician. I think I could have handled the rock and roll lifestyle for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6.) During sex, do you ever fantasize about someone other than your partner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely. But only with Mrs A. On the rare occasions that we have sex, it is usually quite mundane and so I often imagine I am with some other person. When I am with someone else I don't have to fantasize because they are my fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.) Which is worse, being in a place that is too loud, or too quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely too loud. I appreciate the quiet much more these days and I don't think it could ever be "too quiet" anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4674298011032634116?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4674298011032634116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4674298011032634116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4674298011032634116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4674298011032634116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-weirdness-15.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #15'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8214275002499824905</id><published>2008-08-19T12:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:33:56.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #38</title><content type='html'>Here are my TMI questions and answers for this week. They are a little later than usual, but there is still a few hours of Tuesday left in my part of the world so I still make it.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join us the click &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you truly politically correct? Be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be politically correct, but in honesty, my true inner self isn't that politically correct person. I don't go out of my way to offend people, but I just don't know why the bleeding hearts have to continue to invent words so it seems like we aren't offending disadvantaged people or minority groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Will you ever streak in public during rush hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have streaked in the past (who hasn't) but I don't know that I would do it now. I am a little older and a little wiser, and don't drink as much as I once did, so it is unlikely to happen these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Would you ever do something sexual in public (more than 20 people around)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would depend on the sexual act, and where abouts it took place. I have had sex in the back of a parked car, at lunchtime, parked next to a popular park where more than 20 people were eating their lunch. That used to be a regular meeting spot with one of my lovers in days gone by. We don't see each other any more, however the park still remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you ever not have good table manners?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think generally that I have good table manners all of the time. They are probably not up to the standard that would be required to dine with royalty, but I certainly don't disgrace myself at meal times either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Do you ever fantasize about a public sexual act? Describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I do fantasize about any public sexual acts. Perhaps I am not such an exhibitionist. Although, come to think of it, discrete sexual acts in public can be quite erotic as fantasies. Doing something in a public place and not having anyone notice could be quite a turn on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you ever gone through a true sexual fantasy? Describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I have. I once let a woman blindfold me and tie me to a chair. She then used me as she pleased, but it was more her fantasy than mine. My current fantasy is to meet my secret lover in a hotel room, and then tease and pleasure her until she begs me to take her. I know it is not a very 'wild' fantasy, but believe me when I tell you it would be a dream come true for the two of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8214275002499824905?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8214275002499824905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8214275002499824905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8214275002499824905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8214275002499824905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/tmi-tuesday-38.html' title='TMI Tuesday #38'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-5526959427384890673</id><published>2008-08-14T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:47:33.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #17 - Cheap Wine &amp; A Three Day Growth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SKPcpZ59zFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jnpCPRzVtYY/s1600-h/winebw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SKPcpZ59zFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jnpCPRzVtYY/s400/winebw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234269795821407314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once I smoked a Danneman cigar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove a foreign car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby that was years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I left it all behind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a friend, I heard she died&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a needle she was crucified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby that was years ago&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left it all behind for my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cheap wine and a three day growth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap wine and a three day growth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come-on, come-on, come-on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don Walker (Cold Chisel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my attempt at being cool. Drinking cheap wine with a 3 day growth. I don't know that it works that well, but the wine was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT fun, pay a visit to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-5526959427384890673?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/5526959427384890673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=5526959427384890673&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5526959427384890673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/5526959427384890673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnt-17-cheap-wine-three-day-growth.html' title='HNT #17 - Cheap Wine &amp; A Three Day Growth.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SKPcpZ59zFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jnpCPRzVtYY/s72-c/winebw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1120055281105819483</id><published>2008-08-13T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:25:53.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wednesday Weirdness has a mixed bag of fun questions for discussion this week. If you want to check out this weirdness then click &lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there anything hanging from your vehicle's rear view mirror?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothing. Maybe I am boring, but I find things that dangle from the mirror to be really distracting. Perhaps I would get used to them if I left them there long enough. Yeah, perhaps, but they bug me so much that I just have to take them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. When you go into the bathroom, do you ever check behind the shower curtain? You know, to make sure no one is miraculously hiding back there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't for two reasons. First is that I have never really thought about people hiding there, waiting to get me, and secondly is that I don't have a shower curtain at home, only a sliding glass door. However, it doesn't bother me when I stay in hotels, etc that do have shower curtains. I remember that things like that used to freak my sister out and she always had to check the wardrobe and under the bed before she could sleep at night. I don't know whether she still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. At what age did your mom or dad give you "the talk" about sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't recall ever getting "the talk" from my parents. It was covered at high school in about year 9, and other than that I think most of my sex education came from play ground discussion, magazines such as Playboy &amp;amp; Penthouse, and eventually experimentation. I do like that 'hands-on' learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If you could add anything at all to an airplane to make trips more interesting, what would it be and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;I have travelled quite a bit by plane and I always have problems with a lack of leg room. Because I am over 6 foot tall I find that my knees are pressed against the seat in front and I can never stretch out or even get my legs into a comfortable position. So I would like seats that are more comfortable with extra leg room for us tall folk. Maybe then I would arrive at my destination feeling fresher from a bit more sleep and without a sore back and cramped legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What is one thing you and your significant other can never seem to agree on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex. I want it, she doesn't and I don't get to win this one very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Have you ever walked in on someone else having sex? How did you and the people involved react?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever have. I did walk in on my parents once when they were just having 'a kiss and a cuddle' in bed and didn't think too much of it at the time, but later on I realise that they may have been just about to get 'down to it', or had just finished. Either way, the thought of one's parents having sex is not something that should be considered for too long, or in too much detail. And I'll leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone hears discussions that they consider boring. What is one topic that can put you to sleep quicker than any other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Mums talking about their 'new bundles of joy'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have been guilty of it when I was a new Dad but I am sure that I didn't drone on about nappy rash, or the contents of a nappy, or the consistency of every bowel movement. It seems that just lately, every friend who has a new baby wants to provide me with all the details of every minute of the darling's life. Do I look that interested, cos I'm not!!&lt;br /&gt;(apologies to any new Mums who might read this. I'm sure you and your baby are the exception)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1120055281105819483?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1120055281105819483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1120055281105819483&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1120055281105819483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1120055281105819483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-weirdness-14.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #14'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1425766846933284539</id><published>2008-08-12T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:08:40.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #37</title><content type='html'>TMI Tuesday has an eclectic bunch of questions this week. If you would like to join the fun then click HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is your favorite song to have sex to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one. Sex with Mrs A. takes place late at night, under the cover of darkness and is extremely quiet so as not to wake the kids. Music does not factor into this equation. I can't even remember any favourite songs from my younger days, although I have always want to have sex to side 1 of Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon. To me that sounded like the perfect soundtrack for passion, ending with The Great Gig In The Sky with it's almost orgasmic wailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is your vision of hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression. I have suffered from it in the past and it really is a living hell. Thankfully those dark days are well and truly behind me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. In the film made of your life, who will play you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've answered this one before somewhere and I still go with my original answer of Kevin Costner, an under rated yet thoroughly competent actor whom I really respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What is the one thing you most urgently need to tell your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is no longer with us, but I would like to say good bye to her and tell her that I miss her. She died while travelling so she didn't have family or friends with her when she went and that is something that can be hard for me to handle at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What will be carved onto your tombstone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always liked Spike Milligan's epitaph of 'See, I really was sick', but if I had to come up with my own then how about "Are we there, yet?", or "Is this it?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the bonus: What is your drag name (which would be, first name: the name of your first pet; last name: the name of the street you grew up on)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle Seymour. In the phone book it would be listed as Seymour Twinkle and I think I like that better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1425766846933284539?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1425766846933284539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1425766846933284539&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1425766846933284539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1425766846933284539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/tmi-tuesday-37.html' title='TMI Tuesday #37'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-880588600638887219</id><published>2008-08-07T14:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:35:01.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tulips'/><title type='text'>HNT #16 - Roses on Piano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was it somethin' I said or somethin' I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did my words not come out right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tho' I tried not to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tho' I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I guess that's why they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every rose has its thorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like every night has its dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every rose has its thorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bret Michaels, Bobby Dall, Rikki Rocket, C.C. DeVille (Poison)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lyrics suit the way I am feeling and also go nicely with the picture I have featured. I wanted something about roses and/or pianos, and these will do just fine. Which brings me to this week's theme. It's an old line but it fitted perfectly with the prop that I had on hand this week. Here goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is better than roses on your piano?&lt;/span&gt; (click to find out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJqgw0ZF9hI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iMnuhZTMY4Q/s800-h/Tulip+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJqgwxoL5tI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Y43LHU6FSL0/s400/Roses+on+piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231670676960306898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT fun, go pay &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the answer is Tulips (two lips) on your organ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-880588600638887219?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/880588600638887219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=880588600638887219&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/880588600638887219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/880588600638887219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnt-16-roses-on-piano.html' title='HNT #16 - Roses on Piano.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJqgwxoL5tI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Y43LHU6FSL0/s72-c/Roses+on+piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-3217995990644344538</id><published>2008-08-06T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:18:30.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #13 - The Ex Files</title><content type='html'>I am not feeling very inspired today due to the miserable day that I am having, but I will play along because that is what I usually do on a Wednesday. If you would like to play along then click&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt; HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. When your relationships end, are you the instigator of the breakup or the recipient?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it depends on the circumstances, and thinking back over past relationships it has probably been 50/50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you save things from your ex, or get rid of them?  If you save them, how?  If you trash them, how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to save things. Not in a spooky, stalker type of way, but in an 'I just never got around to throwing them out' way. They usually accumulate in a box in the garage and every now and again I come across them during a clean up. Some of them hold fond memories so they just end up back in the box till the next clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Describe your favorite ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I really have a favourite. They are all just exes with their good and bad points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you consider a friend's ex off limits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all. If their relationship is finished then I am not treading on any one's toes. If there is something between us then why shouldn't we explore it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Have you ever had sex with an ex?  Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't recall a specific occasion, but I am not opposed to the idea. It all depends on time, place, and circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. If you had a choice between spending the rest of your life with your worst ex-boyfriend, or your HS Nemesis, who would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an ex-boyfriend or a HS nemesis. If I did I would probably choose the ex because we at least shared some common interests once upon a time and it would not be beyond the realms of possibility that we could co-exist together again. With a nemesis, they would automatically be opposed to co-existence because that is the nature of a nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Would you ever create a YouTube video or a website celebrating your exes' flaws?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be bothered to find the time or inclination to do such a thing. I don't hold grudges so I would be quite happy to let them go off and live their life the way they see fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-3217995990644344538?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3217995990644344538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=3217995990644344538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3217995990644344538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/3217995990644344538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-weirdness-13-ex-files.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #13 - The Ex Files'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-4120042090739090642</id><published>2008-08-05T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:21:01.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #36 - Romance Edition</title><content type='html'>TMI Tuesday turns it's focus onto romance this week and what perfect timing. I sense love in the air and I feel in the mood for a little romance. If you want to join this fun then just click &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is your definition of romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound obvious, but to me, romantic is putting the romance into a relationship. That means doing the special little things that make the other person feel wanted, needed and loved. It can be anything from flowers and chocolates, to little notes and cards, a knowing look or smile at an appropriate time, and especially remembering significant dates or anniversaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Would you consider yourself to be romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would consider myself to be a romantic. I like to spoil the love of my life and I like to make a point of remembering birthdays and anniversaries. I don't go over the top, but I think little gestures made frequently are much better than grand statements made once in a while, although grand statements have their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Is your significant other romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mrs A. is moderately romantic. She appreciates my efforts and has her romantic moments in return. It is just a pity that her romance doesn't extend to the bedroom. Romantic actions there are seen as a crude attempt to "score" and are treated as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Have you ever chastised a SO for not being romantic enough or too romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't say that I have. I have discussed bedroom romance with Mrs A. but all my efforts fall on deaf ears and she refuses to change because she sees nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. What do you consider a grand romantic gesture?  Have you ever been the recipient or giver of one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grand romantic gesture would be something like booking a special surprise getaway for just the 2 of you so you could enjoy each other's company without interference from the outside world. I haven't been the recipient of such a gesture but I did take Mrs A. on just such a weekend when we were still newly engaged. A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. If you have done something romantic to get laid, did it work? If not, why and how did that affect your romantic tendencies in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back to my younger days, there was this one girl that I wanted to go out with but she played hard to get and we would only ever end up going out in a group. I plucked up enough courage to give her a bunch of roses and asked if she would accompany me to the drive-in to see a movie that we both wanted to see. She agreed to, and in the car that night at the drive-in I had packed some chilled bubbly (only cheap sparkling wine) and two champagne flutes. We sat and watched the movie while sipping 'champagne'. I didn't get laid that night as it was only our first date (and I didn't want her to think that I had just tried to get her drunk to sleep with me) but she did become my girlfriend and we had a relationship that lasted 18 months or more, so I think the ends justified the means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. What is the most romantic thing you have ever done?  Had done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers to the above 2 questions would be some of the most romantic things that I have done. As I said previously, I don't really go for grand gestures but prefer little and often. When I think of romantic things the chorus from a Melissa Etheridge song (I Want To Be In Love) comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;In front of total strangers won't you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;       Flowers for no reason but you miss me&lt;br /&gt;       Oh I want to be in love&lt;br /&gt;       You're standing on the doorstep in the rain&lt;br /&gt;       Cause you couldn't wait to see me once again&lt;br /&gt;       Oh I want to be in love...&lt;br /&gt;       On Tuesday light the candles bring me wine&lt;br /&gt;       Wednesday morning I won't get to work on time&lt;br /&gt;       Oh I want to be in love&lt;br /&gt;       Surprise me as I'm stepping off the plane&lt;br /&gt;       Take my hand as they play our song again&lt;br /&gt;       Oh I want to be in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for romantic things done for me, my mind has gone blank and I can't really think of anything right at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJgNKxRo-rI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jzyao0bTsyo/s1600-h/SingleRose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 267px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJgNKxRo-rI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jzyao0bTsyo/s400/SingleRose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230945445868010162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-4120042090739090642?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4120042090739090642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=4120042090739090642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4120042090739090642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/4120042090739090642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/tmi-tuesday-36-romance-edition.html' title='TMI Tuesday #36 - Romance Edition'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJgNKxRo-rI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jzyao0bTsyo/s72-c/SingleRose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1795932807497312090</id><published>2008-08-04T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:08:58.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affairs'/><title type='text'>For The Love Of It.</title><content type='html'>This morning, while I joined the other hamsters on the treadmills at my gym, I caught a snippet of a segment from one of the local morning TV programs. While I couldn't hear what was being said, I could see from the captions and information displayed on the screen that they were talking about infidelity, a subject that is close to my heart. One of the statistics that was screened was very interesting to me. It claimed that 80% of women having affairs do so to meet emotional and/or psychological needs, while 80% of men having affairs are only interested in satisfying sexual and/or physical desires. This got me wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are women looking for an emotional connection with the men they choose to have affairs with? Are they looking for validation that they don't get from their husbands? Is the sex just a way to get a man to love them, or replace the love that they are lacking at home? And what about men? Are we searching for the sex that we miss out on at home? Do we really not want/or need to fall in love with our mistress? Are we so callous that we will just satisfy our sexual desires without meeting the needs of our new partner? And do men who are sexual satisfied at home still have a tendency to roam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions that I don't have the answers to. I can only speak from my own experiences. When I first embarked on my adulterous affairs it was purely for sexual satisfaction. That side of my relationship with Mrs A. was sadly lacking (read non-existent) and I had physical desires that weren't being met. In other words, I fit firmly into the 80% category that was mentioned. However, I was also led to believe that the women I hooked up with were also looking for sexual satisfaction as opposed to an emotional attachment. Perhaps I read it wrong, but that is how it came across to me and they did nothing to convince me otherwise. Can it really be that I only had affairs with women from the 20% category? If so, then where were the other 80%? Or maybe the figures don't really add up? Perhaps the women surveyed were to afraid to admit that they were only seeking sex and had to justify their actions by claiming it was for more altruistic reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, I now find myself at odds with everything that I have written and previously believed. Holly, whom I met at Christmas but no longer keep in touch with, was the first woman that I had an affair with and developed genuine feelings for. It was never going to amount to anything more than a holiday romance because she lived on the other side of the world, yet she still meant more to me than just sex. Since then I have only had 1 brief liaison with a woman and that left me feeling empty and unsatisfied. I thought my wanderlust may have departed for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that just when you stop looking, that's when you find what you need. In a complete contradiction, I have recently met a woman who is unlike any that has gone before. I am completely taken by her, and have fallen hook, line and sinker for her charms. She evokes feelings in me that I haven't felt for ages. And she has done all this on a completely intellectual and emotional level. We haven't even kissed or held hands yet! So she provides all the psychological stimulation that I crave and none of the physical desire that I thought that I did (although I would love to have my wicked way with her someday). How did this happen? I have gone from the 80% to the 20% without even realising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking to hear from people who have had affairs and can shed some light on which percentage they fall into. Did your reasons for having the affair change after a period of time, and did you find what you were looking for? Email me if you don't want to leave a response in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1795932807497312090?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1795932807497312090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1795932807497312090&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1795932807497312090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1795932807497312090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-love-of-it.html' title='For The Love Of It.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-290857781174871860</id><published>2008-07-31T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:56:51.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><title type='text'>HNT #15 - Stranger's Eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJFskBcXWSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/rGCioEiXSxg/s1600-h/Eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJFskBcXWSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/rGCioEiXSxg/s400/Eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229080008472353058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How was I to know this would happen&lt;br /&gt;Thought I didn't know I would meet this stranger&lt;br /&gt;It's the kind of thing that dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking about stranger's eyes&lt;br /&gt;I was looking into stranger's eyes&lt;br /&gt;(he caught me by surprise)&lt;br /&gt;They looked right through me&lt;br /&gt;(he looked into my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Never knew&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever thought that love could be&lt;br /&gt;(that's when he came to me)&lt;br /&gt;He came and captured me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Henrik Milling Rasmussen, Mark Elmer Stevens&lt;br /&gt;(performed by Vanessa Williams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Regular readers will know that I have a thing for eyes. I love sexy, sultry, dark and smokey eyes. Eyes that smoulder with the embers of unrequited lust. Eyes that speak to me and promise unbridled passion. The eyes of a stranger who already knows what I want and dares me to take it. Who Dares, Wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about my eyes, so why don't you let me know what you think. Are you captured by the stranger's eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Half-Nekkid fun, pay &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-290857781174871860?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/290857781174871860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=290857781174871860&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/290857781174871860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/290857781174871860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/hnt-15-strangers-eyes.html' title='HNT #15 - Stranger&apos;s Eyes.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SJFskBcXWSI/AAAAAAAAAGU/rGCioEiXSxg/s72-c/Eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-735325417632504629</id><published>2008-07-30T13:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:48:13.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/6431/wwea9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you rather be 3 inches taller, or 3 inches shorter than you already are?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd settle for 3 inches shorter. I'm 6'2 so 5'11 wouldn't be too bad. Being tall has it's disadvantages in that you constantly bang your head, or have a sore back from using benches and tables made for 'average' people. It also gets a little uncomfortable on long plane flights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What are 3 words that could never be used to describe you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Short,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overweight,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Female.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I know that isn't the intent of the question but my brain feels too fried to go any deeper than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Have you ever eaten something at the grocery store while you were shopping, prior to buying it? Did you pay for it when you got to the check out line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever have. I have opened a packet of biscuits (or similar) to give to the kids to keep them quiet while doing the shopping but I have always made sure it goes through the till when it comes time to pay. I've seen people eating grapes and nuts while pushing their carts up and down the aisles and wondered how they would pay at the end because those sorts of food items are usually sold by weight. Maybe they should weigh the shoppers as they enter and again on exit and charge them for the increased weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. If you could have any 3 materialistic things in this world without paying a single cent for any of them, what would they be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would love a house (mansion) in an exotic, tropical location. Perhaps on an island that was inhabited by very few, if any, other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A private jet to be able to fly to different locations around the world, or to bring people to visit me on my island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Servants to take care of all the day to day stuff involved with living in a mansion. People like maids, gardeners, cooks, and perhaps even a butler.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Have you ever fallen asleep or nodded off during sex before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Never. Sex is far too exciting to fall asleep through. With Mrs A. sex is far too quick to fall asleep through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What are 3 jobs you’d leave your current job for? If you don't have a current job, just list 3 jobs you would like to have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Travel Writer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A forensic investigator, like the CSI's on TV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A crime reporter. Although I wouldn't like to get too close to the criminals, so maybe a court reporter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you or have you ever answered the phone during sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Never have and never will. If I am having sex with you then you have my complete, undivided attention, and I would hope that I have yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-735325417632504629?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/735325417632504629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=735325417632504629&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/735325417632504629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/735325417632504629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-weirdness-12.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #12'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-1594483797913584290</id><published>2008-07-29T14:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:50:23.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #35 - Language Edition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  What is your language pet peeve.  (example 'hot water heater', why would you heat hot water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two that spring to mind that get used all the time are ATM machine and PIN number. ATM stands for Automatic Teller Machine so you are actually saying machine twice. Same with Personal Identification Number. If you really must add the machine or number then at least call it an AT machine, or a PI number. I have many other language peeves, like the blatant misuse or misplacement of apostrophes, but those are the two most common ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What is your favourite word? Both dirty and clean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite dirty word is '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;'. I also like '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cock&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cunt&lt;/span&gt;', but '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;' would be my favourite because it is fun to say and has so many uses and so many different meanings. It can be everything from a noun, verb,  or adjective, to a curse word, and all points in between. So versatile and I love to say it. There should be more words like '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;'. I have lots of favourite clean words, but I can't think of a single one right now. Usually they are fun to say or have unusual spellings or meanings.&lt;br /&gt;[Edit] - Zephyr is a word that I like because of it's spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. What is the one word you cannot spell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessary. I can never remember if it is double c, double s, both or neither. Hence a spellcheck or dictionary is often necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. What is the one word you always pronounce wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing springs to mind, but if anything it would be words that are pronounced differently but spelt the same.&lt;br /&gt;[Edit] - bow. Bow as in bow &amp;amp; arrow, and bow as in the front of a boat. Words like this sometimes trip me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. If you could erase one popular catchphrase from the English language, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of the word 'like' in young people's vocabularies. They can't seem to complete a single sentence without using it. For example;&lt;br /&gt;"Like, let's go to my place and like, just hang out"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, like, awesome, dude! Shall I like, bring something to drink?"&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; The late, and very hot Michael Hutchence (INXS) once sang, "Words are weapons, sharper than knives" . What is the most hurtful thing you have ever said to anyone? Was it deliberate or accidental? What was the most hurtful thing ever said to you? Do you think it was deliberate or accidental?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that I have said many hurtful things, both deliberately and accidentally, but I can't recall any right at the moment. When someone hurts me I can sometimes say the most awful things in the heat of the moment. Like a lot of things said when under the influence of anger, they are usually regretted once things have calmed down. These days I try to bite my tongue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-1594483797913584290?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/1594483797913584290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=1594483797913584290&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1594483797913584290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/1594483797913584290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/tmi-tuesday-35-language-edition.html' title='TMI Tuesday #35 - Language Edition.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7189523338849751320</id><published>2008-07-24T12:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:29:18.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><title type='text'>HNT #14 - Sharp Dressed Man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNC6n41nI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ur0ue8_PiWs/s800-h/Loosen+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNEeXaygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CMvFIid4vHw/s400/Sharp+dressed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226441738085386754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNEeXaygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CMvFIid4vHw/s1600-h/Sharp+dressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clean shirt, new shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I dont know where I am goin to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silk suit, black tie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They come runnin just as fast as they can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coz every girl crazy bout a sharp dressed man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- billy gibbons, dusty hill &amp;amp; frank beard (ZZ Top).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Big thanks go out this week to fellow blogger &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602149715098601478"&gt;Ro&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://ronuts.blogspot.com/"&gt;-May Contain Nuts-&lt;/a&gt;. He has demystified the process of click-throughs for me, so now I can start adding hidden extras to my pictures. I love click-throughs and I am hoping I can have a bit of fun with this now. Today's HNT features my first click-through, so let me know what you think then pop over to visit &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602149715098601478"&gt;Ro&lt;/a&gt; and check out his amazing photo manipulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more HNT fun, go visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; and meet some of the other players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/2005/05/guidelines-for-half-nekkid-thursday.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/45232051_11095d7b9c_o.jpg" alt="45113638_202b79dc11" height="67" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7189523338849751320?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7189523338849751320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7189523338849751320&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7189523338849751320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7189523338849751320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/hnt-14-sharp-dressed-man.html' title='HNT #14 - Sharp Dressed Man.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SIgNEeXaygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CMvFIid4vHw/s72-c/Sharp+dressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6446111674799679593</id><published>2008-07-23T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T15:29:40.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #11</title><content type='html'>My first Wednesday Weirdness for a fortnight. I like some of the questions from the weeks that I missed so I am thinking that I might go back and do them at a later stage. Click &lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; if you want to join Wednesday Weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) What material is your favorite for bed sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An absolute favourite would be silk sheets, however they do tend to be a bit slippery and it is hard to get good purchase during sex, but for total indulgence they are hard to go past. For everyday use I love lightly starched and pressed cotton sheets, the type that you usually find in good quality hotel rooms. I don't get them at home as Mrs A refuses to iron or starch sheets, but I guess that is what makes holidays and business trips that much more enjoyable. Of course, a 'friend' to enjoy the sheets with is always an added bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) How often do you masturbate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very often these days. There always seems to be another family member around because that is the joy of having children. I am not someone who can just have a quick one in the shower or bathroom as I like to enjoy it and get the full fantasy thing going on. All of that takes time, but when I can get time alone I make sure I use it to it's full advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.) What takes you the longest to do while showering? (IE shaving, washing hair, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very quick in the shower. I have short hair so it doesn't take long to wash and I mostly shave with an electric razor (not in the shower for obvious reasons). Often there is someone else waiting to use the bathroom so prolonged showering is not encouraged. If I do get the chance to indulge then it would be using the pumice on my heels and feet that would take the longest time (and it feels good, too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.) What do you think is the right amount of foreplay? Do you spend enough time readying your partner for sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mrs A. sex has to be quick to accommodate her fear of being caught by the kids, so long amounts of foreplay are generally not on the agenda. When I am with other ladies I like the foreplay to last for as long as possible. It is so much fun to pleasure each other and ready one another for the final act that it is almost a shame that it has to end. Can there ever be too much foreplay? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) Who tends to initiate sex more when you are in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my marriage I just wait for Mrs A. to let me know when she is up for it. I have long since given up trying to initiate sex only to be turned away time after time. It's an understanding now that she will tell me when she wants it (and that isn't very often). When having dalliances with other ladies then it is a case of taking it when the opportunity arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.) What birth control do you use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I affectionately say that I have been to the vet to be fixed, so birth control is not an issue any longer. However, safe sex cannot be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.) What is one thing your partner could do in bed that would instantly turn you off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing springs to mind. Mrs A.'s continual rejections of my advances were a turn off for a while as she would know just how to pour cold water on my hot fires, but now that I know not to offer I no longer have to suffer the knock back. I was going to say wearing socks to bed but further consideration leads me to think that under some circumstances it could be sexy so I'll refrain calling it a turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/9654/ww4ze4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6446111674799679593?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6446111674799679593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6446111674799679593&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6446111674799679593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6446111674799679593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-weirdness-11.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #11'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7346683573171244956</id><published>2008-07-22T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:12:48.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #34 - Farting Edition.</title><content type='html'>I am back from my holiday. It was a long haul but well worth it in the end. Now it is back to work for me and back to school for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;I have missed a few TMI's while I have been absent and I might go back and answer some of those questions later on if I have the time. I particularly like the 7 Deadly Sins topic and that could really get my creative juices flowing. But for now you will have to make do with this week's questions about all things flatulent.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to check out TMI then just click &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Are your farts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  a. Silent but deadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  b. All sound, no fury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  c. Loud and stinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally I fit into category b, very loud and trumpeting like an elephant but there is very little substance to them. Occasionally a silent but deadly slips out and I will deny all knowledge of it's existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have you ever farted in front of a lover? Who was the 1st one to do it?  How did they or you handle it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mrs A. was the first lover I farted in front of and that would have been after we were married for some time. By that time, each other's bodily functions were no longer private (in a sense) so I am sure the fart passed without comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.  Have you ever farted and tried to blame someone else?  Who and did you get away with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a silent but deadly escapes and I can't slip away unnoticed then I will usually try to apportion the blame toward the cat. He is a little older these days and has been known to have a flatulence problem so I am quite happy to allow bystanders to think that the cat has let one go again. After all, he is hardly able to deny it and I consider it payback for the number of cold nights I have had to get up to let him out and wait while he does his business before he returns to sleep by the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What food triggers you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual suspects, beans, legumes, curry, beer, and eggs. Those last 2 produce the ones with the worst result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Varts (Vaginal Farts) Scary, or an indication of a good time being had by all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider them to be an indication of a good time being had, but I know many a woman who would disagree. I don't see a problem with them. They don't smell and I don't think they should be considered embarrassing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When you do fart with someone in your bed, do you cover their head with the sheet and hold them under?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely not. I couldn't imagine anything worse than being trapped under the covers with someone else's fart. I would hate it being done to me so I am not about to do it to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/dw3xoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7346683573171244956?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7346683573171244956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7346683573171244956&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7346683573171244956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7346683573171244956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/tmi-tuesday-34-farting-edition.html' title='TMI Tuesday #34 - Farting Edition.'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-8158798823457990985</id><published>2008-07-03T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T16:04:11.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><title type='text'>HNT #13 - Three</title><content type='html'>Just a quick HNT post today. This is a picture from the other month when we were celebrating HNT's third anniversary. I nearly went with this picture instead of my 3 foot one. As time is against me again today I am posting this picture as I have nothing new to go with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is time against me, you may well ask. Well, this post will be my last for 2 weeks as we are now entering our mid year school holidays where I live and Mrs A., the kids and I are heading off on a 2 week vacation. Over the last fortnight or so I have been working hard to get things up to date to allow myself the time off. It is all coming together and tomorrow we should be ready to head off. I won't have access to a computer, but I look forward to catching up with all your posts and pictures once I get back. And who knows, maybe I will get to snap a holiday HNT or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SGyGRn562yI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nHAX3zX6Ed4/s1600-h/3+finger+twist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SGyGRn562yI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nHAX3zX6Ed4/s400/3+finger+twist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218693705543375650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go and visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os&lt;/a&gt; for more HNT fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-8158798823457990985?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/8158798823457990985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=8158798823457990985&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8158798823457990985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/8158798823457990985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/hnt-13-three.html' title='HNT #13 - Three'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/SGyGRn562yI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nHAX3zX6Ed4/s72-c/3+finger+twist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-7311090602777192974</id><published>2008-07-02T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:30:24.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Weirdness #10</title><content type='html'>Wednesday Weirdness is here again and questions this week come courtesy of &lt;a href="http://amorouschick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amorous Rocker&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://wednesdayweird.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to check out WW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you ever do your own fireworks show in celebration of the 4th of July? Do you go watch a display somewhere else? How do you celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;Living in Australia like I do, we don't celebrate July 4th. Our equivalent would be Australia Day which is January 26. Our city puts on a fireworks display as do most of the other major cities. We are not allowed to put on our own fireworks display as it is illegal to own or purchase fireworks in my state without a permit (which only licensed pyrotechnicians can get).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever buy extra fireworks while you can to stockpile and have extras packed away for whenever you feel like using them?&lt;br /&gt;See the above question. Owning fireworks in my state is illegal. Even if we could get hold of some, which some people do manage, when you go to set them off it very quickly attracts the attention of police and other authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you ever get anything below the waist pierced?&lt;br /&gt;At this stage I would say no. I have never had anything pierced and if I was going to start then I think I would start small and work up to a larger piercing as I became accustomed to it. By small I mean something like an ear or eyebrow before starting on nipples and areas further south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you ever join the military?&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger I wanted to fly planes and considered the airforce but my maths grades weren't good enough. Nowadays I am outside the age requirements but I think it is an ideal way to get good training and a career. I'm just not sure how I would have gone in a frontline position but I guess you get trained for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite kind of cheese?&lt;br /&gt;I love so many different types of cheese that it is hard to think of one that would be my absolutely favourite. I do love strong flavoured cheese so perhaps I would opt for something like Blue Vein, Roquefort, or Stilton. Blue cheese dressing is also a favourite of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What are three things are you terrible at?&lt;br /&gt;1. Taking criticism. I always tend to take it personally.&lt;br /&gt;2. Taking compliments. I guess I am always suspicious of an ulterior motive, and find it hard to accept that someone would have something nice to say about me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Thinking of things like this on the spur of the moment. If I think of a third one I will come back and update this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Do you always wash your hands after you use the restroom?&lt;br /&gt;Always. It just doesn't feel right not to. It was instilled into me as a child and then reinforced  when I started work in the hospitality industry. I can't imagine not washing my hands afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-7311090602777192974?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/7311090602777192974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=7311090602777192974&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7311090602777192974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/7311090602777192974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-weirdness-10.html' title='Wednesday Weirdness #10'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5731298264660681451.post-6655093611229050363</id><published>2008-07-01T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:33:14.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMI'/><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday #33</title><content type='html'>TMI Tuesday is the marriage edition this week. Click &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to find out about TMI Tuesday and share in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you believe in marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I believe in marriage, but both parties have to believe in it and be committed to it to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is marriage to you?&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a union between two people who love each and want to build a future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are married, why did you do it?  If you are not, why have you not married?&lt;br /&gt;I am married and have been for nearly 20 years. I married Mrs A because I love her and we wanted to build a life together. As it stands now, I couldn't imagine my life without her, and while we may not agree on a lot of things, she is still my best friend and we continue to grow together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you believe in divorce?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe in divorce. Unfortunately, not all marriages are successful and people change over time. Divorce is necessary to end marriages that no longer work. If there was no way to end a failing marriage then I think that many people wouldn't commit to it in the first place. Either that or the murder rate would increase dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you are divorced, why did you do it? If you have not, are there certain circumstances under which you would agree to a divorce?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been divorced, but I guess I would consider it if we had grown so far apart that we were no longer able to communicate or be friends with each other. I would also consider it if our marriage became destructive, especially to our children. I think all children need a safe and loving environment in which to grow, and that is what Mrs A and myself try to provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): [ed note:I am not trying to spark a get political debate, I am much to superficial for that]&lt;/span&gt;Do you believe that same sex marriages are a threat to traditional marriages?&lt;br /&gt;No. I think same sex marriages are seen as a threat by the religious institutions, but since I don't belong to any particular faith then I don't view same sex marriages as a threat. As I said in #2, marriage is a union between 2 people, they don't have to be opposing sexes to be in love or to make a marriage work. Just so long as they are committed to each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5731298264660681451-6655093611229050363?l=thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/feeds/6655093611229050363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5731298264660681451&amp;postID=6655093611229050363&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6655093611229050363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5731298264660681451/posts/default/6655093611229050363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetemptationofadam.blogspot.com/2008/07/tmi-tuesday-33.html' title='TMI Tuesday #33'/><author><name>Adam Apple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01635555829446891404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QMnL8YyoQU4/RvNSq4DrigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HloF-P3KkpI/s320/adam-eve.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
