htstud27's blog: "penis removel"

Boy catches parents having sex!!! A little boy walks into his parents' room to see his Mom on top of his dad bouncing up and down. The Mom sees her son and quickly dismounts, worried about what her son has seen. She dresses quickly and goes to find him. The son sees his Mom and asks, "What were you and Dad doing?" The mother replies "Well you know your dad has a big tummy and sometimes I have to get on top of it to help flatten it." "You're wasting your time," said the boy. "Why is that?" asked his Mom, puzzled. "Well when you go shopping the lady next door comes over and gets on her knees and blows it right back up."

One stark revelation concealed the warmth Of my vanquished rhythm The widening side-pop that stops my mere meter And replaces it with something more rewarding Than this essence could ever ponder Than my wide eyes could ever keep secret More enfolding each fleeting moment Than my dazzled mind could tell I resist nothing in my intimation That I am a breath of soul And in fact am here for this moment

The Dream Hour Mary tugs at her short, wavy hair. It's thick, but close cropped, leading the observer to wonder if it's not just a fashion choice. Her voice is warm and open as she tells me about the cancer. Like so many women I know, Mary had been diagnosed with breast cancer and has spent the better part of a year fighting for her health. "Last year was an awful one," she says ruefully, fingering her curls. But she doesn't mean the cancer. I ask her what could be more difficult than cancer and she laughs, says I won't understand. Mary loves horses. She keeps three of them on her land, more if she had time. Two in her little herd are older and in failing health, she tells me. Her third and most favored horse is Dream Hour, a magnificent, young gelding lovingly nicknamed "Red." "Was," she says regretfully. Mary recounts the tale; a month after her cancer diagnosis, she discovered her beloved horse twisting in agony on the ground, taken by a drastic case of colic. The vet was called out, but could do nothing. An hour passed. Mary stood by helplessly and, in a dreamlike state, watched as her favorite pet slipped away. Mary was never able to master Red. Try as she did, Red remained headstrong and spirited. Yet his fire was contagious, and regardless of her thoroughbred's stubbornness, a strong bond existed between them. In a painful parallel, Mary watched the companion she tried yet failed to control slip away from her, all future opportunities taken away. She was left alone with her one remaining, and unwanted, challenge: cancer. In that moment, Mary remembers, she felt helpless and overwhelmed with grief for her loss. For a month she had cried and feared about her own health; it was her battle and she knew it, had faced it. Now she bore an entirely different kind of loss. Mary teetered between her sweeping grief and the knowledge that indulging her pain would not erase what had happened. "Cancer seems so much larger," I interject into Mary's stream of consciousness, knowing she was right, that I don't understand. I had recently watched two members of my family battle breast cancer; the outcome split with one recovering and the other inching closer to the end. But from Mary's expression, I saw that she did recognize the vast different between the diagnosis of cancer and the death of a pet. For her, the loss of Red enabled her to clarify her thoughts on mortality, teaching her to be less afraid of death. Since the news of her cancer, Mary had been operating under the daily realization that, despite her optimistic prognosis, her life might be in jeopardy. Seeing death touch not herself but another life close to her instead jolted her back to fully participating in daily life. She was still alive; she could still lose something dear to her. Those in her life, two or four legged, became more precious to her as she underwent the process of loss; an experience that made it easier for her to "get on with things," she shared. So much of life is fluid, moving around us at such great speed that we often do not comprehend the finiteness of our own situations. Mary and Red are pieces of the patchwork in the greater fabric of life. Sometimes we survive simply by willing ourselves to move forward and, in doing so, move past it. That's what Mary did. "I had to," she says to me. And suddenly I do understand.

MEXICO CITY - Clouds of locusts have descended around the Mexican beach resort of Cancun, destroying corn crops and worrying officials in a region still recovering from the devastating fury of last year's Hurricane Wilma. Traveling in dark fogs, locusts are grasshoppers that have entered a swarming phase, capable of covering large distances and rapidly stripping fields of vegetation. "Imagine, they fly in the form of a flock. Imagine the width of a street," government official Martin Rodriguez said on Tuesday, describing the fields around Cancun on the Yucatan Peninsula. Towns have formed pesticide-armed brigades and are winning the war against the 3-week-old plague that has left tourist areas unharmed, authorities said. Squads wait until night when the flying insects are roosting on plants to blast them. They carry motorized backpack pumps to shoot chemicals in a crusade that has affected from 2,000 to 2,500 acres of farm land. "It is a war, effectively," said German Parra, a senior agriculture official in the Gulf state of Quintana Roo, home of tourist resorts Cancun and Playa del Carmen. Hot weather and an absence of mobility-limiting hurricanes have allowed the insects to breed more than normal but authorities hope to end the infestation in the next eight days. The insects have focused on agricultural areas, sparing beachgoers another disaster after last year's Hurricane Wilma, which ravaged Cancun and other Caribbean coast resorts and caused hundreds of millions of dollars in damages and lost revenue. Destruction to corn crops has been lessened because the locusts came after most of the harvesting was finished, officials said. Locusts, which typically come to the region in four-year cycles, are most famous as one of the 10 biblical plagues of Egypt. "We hope that God will take pity on us and help us," said Parra with a laugh.

Surgeons in China who said they performed the first successful penis transplant had to remove the donated organ because of the severe psychological problems it caused to the recipient and his wife. Dr Weilie Hu and surgeons at Guangzhou General Hospital in China performed the complex 15-hour surgery on a 44-year old man whose penis had been damaged in a traumatic accident. The microsurgery to attach the penis, which had been donated by the parents of a 22-year-old brain-dead man, was successful but Hu and his team removed it two weeks later. "Because of a severe psychological problem of the recipient and his wife, the transplanted penis regretfully had to be cut off," Hu said in a report published online by the peer reviewed journal European Urology, without elaborating. "This is the first reported case of penile transplantation in a human," Hu added. Both the man and his wife had requested the surgery. He had been unable to have intercourse or urinate properly since the accident that occurred 8 months before the surgery was performed. Ten days after the operation, which had been approved by the hospital's medical ethical committee, the recipient had been able to urinate. There had been no signs of the 10-centimetre (4-inch) organ being rejected by the recipient's body. But Hu said more cases and longer observation are needed to determine whether sexual sensation and function can be restored. "The patient finally decided to give up the treatment because of the wife's psychological rejection, as well as the swollen shape of the transplanted penis" Hu added. In a commentary in the journal, Yoram Vardi, of the Rambam Medical Center in Haifa, Israel, said the successful surgery represents an additional step in contemporary medicine. But he added that careful patient selection is required as well as thorough informed consent of the patient and his family. "Satisfactory consideration of these issues must be taken into account so that this approach can be considered a serious therapeutic option in the future," Vardi added.