A pair of sex dice and a pair of jumping boots can spice up any dinner party - during cocktail hour and post-dessert. And that's what happened last evening. Big wooden dice from Niagara Falls, NY (sleazeball honeymoon capital of the world) which show location suggestions and very incognito interpretations of human forms in flagrante delicto. One resembles twirling jellyfish . One only gives its erotic purpose away by depicting one form with dots for nipples = she's twisting away from a man, whose face she sits squarely upon.
Afterwards onwards to a reunion show of middling city punk rockers. How many? I wondered amid the din as an audience member shouted out a request. It's been twenty years and you still shout out requests, get it through your thick heads. He, it might be added, has no front teeth and my dim memory forgets the tale of how these went out of his head.