NoBiscuit

Wii! If nothing else, we can wee while we wii.

What the astronaut didn't think of... Was that she should have waited a week. I mean, really! After all, who wears a diaper? Who carries around a weapon? Who makes long trips (sort of) to get involved in personal relationships? Cupid! For further justification, pepper spray and a hammer are really just the modern equivalents of a bow, and instead of those silly little wings, just hop behind the wheel. Unfortunately, she was a little too early for Valentines Day. (my apologies to all who have heard too much about this already -- I just thought this was a slightly funnier possible excuse than some of the others)

Where to start... King Crimson is high on my list this week, as is Evanescence (I hate trying to spell that one) The Moody Blues are hovering in their usual place, deserving favour. Saga continues to continue being good. Always a little hungry for the Blue Oyster Cult Moby has fallen into the bit bucket. I enjoy opening The Doors CDs (and then playing them) Despite the name, Led Zeppelin floats high above many others. And I suppose I should stop being too smart aleck about it before I get my Aphex Twin bits blown off. Seriously, everything from classical to classic rock to 80s rock to electronica, omitting most country and most rap. Piano music by Chopin and Rachmaninov, especially Sviatoslav Richter's recordings, most especially Rachmaninov's Prelude Op 23 #5 in G minor. Of every piano piece I have heard, this is the proverbial IT! Bach is wonderful, but I really appreciate him more from an academic standpoint than a listening one. Beethoven to Rachmaninov is the era that really does it for me.

Knowing a little about the moon doesn't hurt either. 7/7! (But not the high score, I guess I wasn't fast enough) Tranquility Base to Eagle One, there's something odd about the surface of the moon down here...

Hi all, I've decided it's time to de-lurk. I'm not in a place to be able to wear diapers at the moment, but that's OK. I've wanted to wear diapers ever since I can remember - we had a box on a high shelf when I was in first grade or so, but I never quite had the guts to climb all the way up there in the middle of the night to get one, for fear of falling, making a racket, and waking someone up. I finally went out and bought my first adult diapers once I had my own apartment (and nearly pooped myself in the checkout line, but that's another story) and ever since I've been even more hooked. BTW, the name comes from the statement "Bad dog! No Biscuit!," for no readily apparent reason other than the usual "it seemed like a good idea at the time." I'm not even a dog-person.