Rising Up From The Ashes

*warning* this blog covers some adult topics that I know will offend a couple of my subscribers. You may wish to skip this one.

I enjoy studying other languages. I may not be good at them but I do have fun. Over the years I have tackled German, Spanish, Hebrew, Japanese and ASL. Funny because I don't even talk much in my native tongue. Maybe I am looking for one that clicks. Something that better expresses what is going on in my heart and head. I have considered Klingon next…

Any way, so it has been years since I studied ASL but it was probably the one I most fluent in, next to English. This morning I attended a lecture that was given in ASL. Fortunately it can be relatively easy to follow even if one has forgotten much. I enjoyed it quite a bit and cursed myself for slacking on my practice and, as is typical for me since there seem to be some lessons I never learn, losing contact with my deaf friends.

After a phone call to connect with another old friend, I worked a few hours before heading to another lecture. This one at my favorite sex shop.

OMG! It was a riot! I had been looking forward to it anyway since it was on one of my favorite topics but then I got the added treat of ASL interpreters.

I enjoy watching interpreters on even the most mundane of topics but this was fantastic. As is customary, there were two interpreters who would switch off. Both happened to be male tonight.

My favorite was great because of the enthusiasm he put into it and I finally got to learn all those dirty words my ALS instructor refused to teach us (hell, even my high school German teacher was willing to share them as words we were not supposed to use). As one might suspect, even your average 8-year-old would be able to understand most of them pretty clearly and they were damned amusing. Even the ones you might not guess in advance were pretty clear once you know what they are. Although I do not know this man personally, considering the glee with which he signed such things as "strap-on," "fisting," and "lube both the asshole and the butt plug" I feel pretty safe assuming he is also a pervert.

The other man was also hilarious to watch but for exactly the opposite reason. His obvious discomfort made me giggle out loud on several occasions even just with terms for "erection" and "clit" not to mention the juicier (no pun intended!) topics. Needless to say, he kept turning things back over to the first guy after only a few sentences. It does make me wonder if they are told about the topic of discussion before they are hired for a job.

So, I spent the evening giggling like a little kid because people were discussing topics that normally I can chat about quite nicely like an adult but really, I just couldn't help it when watching a man essentially pantomiming tiny cocks, wet pussies, giant dildos and the differences between loving caresses and hot and heavy ass sex. Sometimes it is good to not grow up.