Dreaming in Paris
I was standing on the bridge over the canal near KL with a bunch of people I went to middle school with – some friends and some I didn’t get along with – as well as some people I did not know. The bridge was much higher than in real life and, peering over the edge, the water was very far away.
I was assigning points for something, keeping score for some game we had come up with, when a woman jumped over the edge. We all rushed to look down at her, and could see her swimming (unharmed) in the water below. Some people wading at the edge of the water began to swim out to help her.
Questions for Men
Prompted from a discussion about transitioning, and things I’m learning about being a man and/or being a woman…
- Do men get stage freight when using stalls, knowing that everyone else knows they’re going to poop?
- What’s the deal with crotch-scratching? Just itchiness, or a display of something more?
- Do guys ever pee sitting down? (The followup: not even when they’re tired?!?)
- Do most guys have a morning erection?
- How often to men masturbate?

