Chantel Williams

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You’re an E’ffing Moron, Episode 1

Photo by Chantel Williams, 2008

There’s this really cool and really annoying thing that happens when you meet someone who actually supports your hobbies and your interests. The short break from blogging has given me very little insight as to where I’m going with this thing. The one conclusion I came to is that I’m an attention whore and cannot stay away from the teeny amount of low wattage, flickering fluorescent spotlight this here bloggy thingy affords me. Not long after my hiatus began Dr. B started bugging me daily. His type of bugging felt like someone poking me repeatedly in my left shoulder blade accompanied by a strange voice that whispered for hours on end, “Write, write, write, write.” It was his version of encouragement and support. Some people are really good at pep talks, others are good as being just annoying enough to badger you and brow-beat you until you do what they tell you to. Most of these people we call socio-paths; one of them I call my boyfriend.

Imagine my surprise a few months after Dr. B and I met that he announced that he had a “website” that had gone without an update for some time. He calls it a website and refused to call it a blog. He’s not just a blogger; he’s an advice columnist. So I went to his WEBSITE one day and I read every single word of it – TWICE. I didn’t do it to critique it in any professional way and, I didn’t do it in an artistic curiosity. I did it because we were newly dating and I wanted DIRT; I wanted the juicy details of his past. I was hoping it would give me some insight to him as a person, and as a guy or as a person whom I would be having sex with on a regular basis. I got nuthin’ pretty much but the sex sure was good.

So I’m pretty much gonna lay it out here for you. You’ll find a guy who loves boobs, women and sex. I have never met a man who didn’t really dig all of those things, possibly in that order. But on the first few dates men usually hide those things. I do believe that Dr. B and I talked about fisting for most of our first date. The one thing that you may not realize is that Dr. B really is a doctor. A PhD with a focus in sexuality. So his advice column is strictly (ahem) based on scientific research and expert opinion.

What’s the deal?

Write him a question and he’ll answer it. I’ll guarantee you it won’t be politically correct. There will be bad jokes and jokes that are just plain not fit for civilized consumption but, you’ll at least be entertained. If you don’t ask him questions all the nagging I’ve done for the last six months will be all for naught. I need the help around here; if he gives me another scientific argument to diffuse my professional opinion I may have to break his other finger.

Go visit Dr. B at The Siphon right away.

http://www.thesiphon.com/