a proper "true story" is always an unbelievable one. the stuff of 'made for TV movies'. of course the super embaressing true stories are better when they are "other people's".
sex toys. thanks to sarah jessica parker and her cohorts at HBO, acquiring sex toys is now as mundane as purchasing the latest 'vanilla-tangerine-cracked pepper' shower gel from bath and bodyworks. for women.
men, on the other hand, have a somewhat disproportionate supply/demand statistic to contend with. i attribute this, not only to ergonomics, but also the ease, economy, and access of their associated 'pleasure paraphernalia'; family pack boxes of tissues and industrial sized jars of vaseline. i was recently alerted to the price discrepancy across the toy/gender gap, where a woman can get herself nicely "outfitted" between $20 to $100 depending on what kind of upgrade, attachments, and features are needed. a "starter model" for the dudes, begins at $140.
cut to: "martha stewart gone wild". the shameless, but creative and thrifty contributor to the theme of this blog, set himself the challenge of replicating a home made version (no hot glue guns were involved). apparently the 'activities & recreation' aisle at target yielded a gel bike seat ($11 on clearance) for the closest, textural match, if not in aesthetics, certainly in kinesthetics. alterations and improvements were made for access purposes, and "do-it-yourself" took on a whole new meaning.
unfortunately his friend bought her new kitten over to visit. apparently the bike seat/toy was hidden under the bed. kitty found it. kitty's owner found kitty tearing into it.
i was given permission to re-tell this story (before i even asked).