Saturday, Feb. 15, 2003
Dear Diary:

I'm suffering from a severe case of vagina interruptus.

I thought the spousal unit and I would be seeing The Vagina Monologues tonight on the tee vee but it turned out that the program was just excerpts from the play along with background on how Eve Ensler had gathered together the stories she told.

It was interesting, but it wasn't the complete show and I was pretty disappointed. Guess I'm just going to have to watch for it to come to Montreal.

All was not lost, though. There was one very, very special moment.

The high point of the evening came during one of the commercial breaks, an advertisement for a place called Womyn's Ware that sells some very uniquely shaped .:cough:. toys .:cough:..

It took a moment for the spousal unit to register why the cute little pink silicone kitty the woman was holding in her hand appeared to be moving.

Oh yes.

Battery operated Pretty Kitty Vibrator: $69.95 Canadian.

Look on spousal unit's face when he realized it was a sex toy:

Priceless.

--Marn

Mileage on the Marnometer: 87.73 miles (141.16 kilometers) Ten percent there rubber duck.
Goal for 2003: 500 miles - 804.5 kilometers

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