I think I found my new best friend. Okay, it wouldn’t actually be like a real, live, human or animal best friend, but since I love, love, love the pjur wand, I’m thinking Wowsers, I’ve got to try this toy too.

My favorite thing about it is the way they’re marketing the Mark One, with it’s “aircraft-quality spun aluminum.” Because you and I both know that when we’re actually thinking about what’s important in a sex toy, we’re not thinking “airplane.” Still, I’ve seen the aircraft bit thrown around before at Elemental Pleasures.

They take it a step further:

We believe that aircraft-grade spun aluminum is the new hot fudge chocolate sundae.

One thing for sure, you can’t eat aircraft-grade spun aluminum, but I do love my hot fudge sundaes with chocolate ice cream, so that comment did make me hungry. Not horny, just hungry. And the only thing that makes me think I may not call it my new best friend once I try it is that it’s not curved. I know that I love the curve for inside my coochie. But it had me at six, deeply satisfying levels of pleasure orbs. So, who am I to judge?

Anyway, this wasn’t what I meant to blog about today. No, I wanted to talk about the fact that 8 year old girls are going through puberty regularly in America. Yes, that’s right 8 year old girls are growing breasts and pubic hair earlier, and the average age for menstruation is 12.5. Although this to me is not alarming, since 12.5 seems about right. It is, after all, around the same time as when I first got my period. I got “Harry with the red hair’ right before my bat-mitzvah, as in one day before I was about to become the traditional Jewish version of a woman. Yes, that’s when I became the biological version of one. And in my purple, custom made bat-mitzvah dress, while dancing to Huey Lewis and playing Coke and Pepsi, I was secretly, or not so secretly, dripping blood between my legs.

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