I know, I am a few days late on this one.

I discovered this little gem in Bust Magazine…

“seduce, reuse, recycle – A new web site keeps your old dildos outta the dump”

Finally, a place for retired toys to go.  We all know that they shouldn’t be thrown away.  I recycle my other e-waste (Cell phones are donated to Women’s shelters,  computers go to Goodwill, etc…).  I am also torn as to whether or not this is something I want a future archaeologist to stumble upon.

Anyways,  David Kowalsky, the owner of an online sex adult toy store founded a web site called RecycleMySexToy.com.

You can recycle your bottles, cans, and paper products. Now you can recycle your old sex toys!

Recycling Your Sex Toys
Finally, there’s an environmentally friendly way to dispose of used or broken vibrators, dildos, plugs, or any other sex toy you may have. Our Sex Toy Recycling program offers you a way to recycle sex toys that you no longer want or use.

It is Simple and Easy
Simply drop your clean used toy(s) in the mail, when we receive it in our warehouse we will have it cleaned and disassembled. The rubber, silicone, hard plastics, metal, e-waste and motors will be sent to recycling facilities that process the materials for reuse. Did you leave the batteries in? Don’t worry, we dispose of them responsibly..

Help Your Planet
Now, when you get rid of that old, broken or unused sex toy, you will be helping our environment. You can feel good that you have done one more thing to cut consumer waste, reduce landfills and help eliminate the toxic chemicals that seep into our soil and ground water.

Be Rewarded For Your Good Deed
Not only do we make recycling your sex toys simple, we also offer a reward as an incentive. For every package of toys* you send in to be recycled, you will receive a $10 gift card (please allow 4 to 6 weeks to receive) to use at one of our affiliate partners as well free shipping when applicable on your next order. So the more you recycle, the more you can play. Going green has never been this much fun!

Let me say that this post is NOT SAFE FOR WORK (NSFW).  If you are not at work or you are funemployed, feel free to click “more” (more…)

So yeah, I did it today. I broke three of my vibrators. It wasn’t like I over use them or anything, I think it was just time for them to go to that special vibrator heaven in the sky. In fairness, they were well loved, well used and I have had them each for a little while now.

The one I’m most upset about was the audi-oh that broke today. I really liked that one. It was unassuming, and well, pretty damn fun. See it works fine, it’s just the little bullet that broke. I looked around online for a little but don’t think I can find a replacement part, boo. If anyone knows where to find one, please point me in the right direction. I’m thinking I may have to look somewhere other than in sex-toy shops.

The other two, well they were old stand-bys. I haven’t used them in a while so I didn’t really expect them to still work. When the audi-oh broke, I went to old faithful… not so faithful today. To make matters worse, the other stand-by broke too. Just my luck, I guess it’s karma coming back to bite me in the ass.

So the long and short of it is that I think I’m going to develop carpal tunnel syndrome if we don’t make it down south real soon. Ladies let me know when you wanna make that trip to the plex.

The Sex Toy Ban has been lifted.

Good news for many of the writers at Climbinginskirts who may have been considered in possession with intent to sell.

I think I know what I am going to buy with my “please boost the economy” Tax kickback. I haven’t purchased anything new in atleast 2 years (other than a new shower head).

Stay tuned for reviews on our new purchases.
If there are any vendors out there, I would gladly review your merch in exchange for free products.

There I said it. I have been waiting all evening to say that. Why have I been dying to utter those words? Because of two infamous phrases that seem to be uttered this time of year. “How’s your love life?” and “Any new love interests?” I was blindsided by two people today. Once by my aunt who I chatted with on the phone and once by a friend of my parents’.

Why the fuck do you need to know? Is it not good enough that I have a job, I own my house, and I am not a crack whore? I think that I have been doing pretty damned well.

I was very close to going off this evening and telling everyone that I was doing perfectly fine with my electric blanket and this…

Sort of a long lost love interest. It will not lead to emotional trauma. The only problem that may arise is an energy crisis. I don’t usually keep a stash of “C” batteries around the house.

I recently admitted that techno/electronica turns me on. (Meg and Em know that I have the vibrator with disco mode. But still they gave me strange looks when I said it.) There is something dirty/primal about it (or deliciously filthy as some have called it). Something about the thumping baseline (and perhaps the number of times I have had sex with that thumping baseline in the background). Being in a club in the right spot where you can feel all the vibrations (or on top of the speaker). [I asked Em if the Audi-Oh was worth it. Apparently it doesn't come with all the parts included. Hopefully there will be some improvements on this device in the future.]

What else?
There are the obvious things. Power. Movies/television. The books I read (A lot of stuff on the sex industry. Not porn. More autobiographical/clinical stuff). Alcohol. Specifically tequilla, preferably in the form margarita or mex-mart. A thimble full will have me climbing the walls. Doing something with someone that I shouldn’t be doing. Something that would lead to a juicy phone call with Megan later on.

Then there’s the not so obvious. My dreams. I am one of the lucky ones who is able to dream in color. Super lucky because I’ve had dreams that brought me to orgasm. Rolling around in clean laundry just out of the dryer (that’s why the Snuggle bear is so happy). Then there are just some totally random moments where something will happen and I need to get away.

and then there are futons…

Granted there are consequences to revealing what exactly turns you on. We got to torment my friend Matt 365 days a year because he admitted his turn ons.

a boy will…

In my attempt to work on my sharing issues I lent out my cds. Not burned copies, but the actual cds in the original cases. My guess is that these are still in the glovebox of his car.

The no sharing rule is back in effect. The vibrator… disco mode.

alternate title (boys can be useful)

In a recent discussion with some chick friends of mine, the subject shifted to our battery operated friends and how we had come to cope with lack of man friend via the purchase of battery chargers (we are ecofriendly). Anyways, I started complaining about the fact that while a vibrator can do many amazing things, human contact is a necessity (why else would boys exist). Meg chimes in to say, you can’t share cds with your vibrator.

So, true.

Your vibrator can’t take you out to dinner either, or talk to you, or get off on the fact that you are moaning and screaming their name (no, I did not name my vibes, but I know people who do), or pet you after you come. (just a note to all of you guys out there that feel like the battery operated one is the ENEMY)

Recently a guy friend of mine asked if he could check out what exactly is in my toy box. I showed him the recent additions to my stash. He was amused at the fact that it took not one but 2 new vibrators to get over my last man. (I admitted that I really needed just one but I stumbled on the better one ($12.99) after investing in the ($30.00). I had originally bought the cheap one in order to get more bullet attachments for the expensive one.)

Then he noted what the back of the “Erotic Pulsator Egg (with technobeat virtual rush)” said…

Functions
1. Vibrate
2. Pulsate
3. Long Surge
4. Climbing Spurts
5. Pyramid Shooter

Yes, that says Pyramid Shooter. This was cause for more questioning from my guy friend. I turned it on to let him find out for himself.

I started to write this little piece today and realized that I should add some pictures of my new friends and discovered that I have something that tops the earlier discovery.

The X-Commander (the $12.99 bundle of joy) had this on the back of the box…

As a scientist I have to go with the charts and graphs vs. wordsmithing (gotta love the fact that it says, “5 Ultimate Functions”).
#4 would be my favorite. Meg has a similar setting on the “sea lion.” We refer to it as “disco mode”. This sounds way better than “escalate/pulsate”.

It also claims to have “artificial intelligence” (whatever that is).

In closing I have to say that size was not part of my decision in selecting my favorite of the 2 new vibrators. The X-Commander is smaller, runs on 3 AAA batteries (vs. the 3 AAs that the other runs on). The only thing that I might ask for is some sort of rubberized grip, or maybe if they played music (Someone out there please come up with a way to attach a bullet to the ipod. Name it the ivibe. You will make money, I promise. Just add an additional jack for the bullets and make it run off the bass or something).