More thoughts for autumn

I won't bother writing more great poetry as my previous blog post (there was enough cheese there for a couple of sandwiches), so I'll get right to the point...if I ever have one.

• I think the scene from Alien where the alien comes out of the guy's stomach was inspired by the writer watching his wife have a C-section.
• It's nice to finally see black widow spiders and white widow spiders finally getting along.
• For once I'd like to have pre-nasal drip.
• When unicorns have babies, do they come out horn first?  Do the horns grow later?  I hope so.
• Ballerinas like to be surprised.  It keeps them on their toes.
• Slug wedding processions must take forever.
• You'd think all Jewish men would be afraid of scissors.
• It's important all pregnant women attend prenatal classes to prepare them for when they become natal.
• Since love is blind, it typically uses a seeing eye dog
• Exactly what types of disguises do blessings use?

As a man, I've always been a bit self-conscious when hugging a woman.  To put it bluntly:  boobs -- they're in the way.  It's tricky.  As a guy, this really never comes into play.  First of all, my dick is between my legs so rarely is there dick-to-anything contact.  Secondly, guys don't hug...often...except after a few beers...and for one of a few limited reasons (i.e. the Leafs won the Stanley Cup).

Different-sized boobs require different types of hugs.  My big-boobed friends require the "lean-in" approach where I have to angle in, bending at the waist, over top the boobs, barely clearing them by a half-inch or so being careful not to bend too much or stand too far away as that would cause me to topple over into her boobs.

My small-boobed friends (ok, ok, they're not small, they're a handful and the perfect size) are a bit easier to deal with in that respect.  No leaning in.  No angles to calculate.  However, I do have to deal with the squeeze quotient.  The squeeze quotient is precisely how much I can squeeze during a hug and not cause boob pain or trauma.  I mean, I can feel them being compressed beneath me, so I know something's going on.  In one sense, you have infants sucking on your nipples harder than a man trying to suck up the last drop of a keg through a straw, and yet you spend all day adjusting your bra because your boobs hurt.  So how am I supposed to figure out what the squeeze quotient is?  I need some guidance, dammit. 

It's not really the sort of thing I can ask for feedback on right after a hug:  "How was that for you?  Your boobs ok?  Here, let me fluff them up, they still look a bit flat.  That better?"  I'm just thankful guys don't have to deal with that...unless we were hugging a woman...and they offered to fluff.