THE DAHL HAUS PRESENTS: THE END(S) OF JULY 2012

AGE: ¿DOES MAKING FRIENDS GET HARDER AS IT INCREASES?

Friendship is unencumbered when we’re young, before we have
responsibilities, obligations, and complications that keep us from maintaining
our connections. By senior year of high school, we’ve probably experienced our
first few falling-outs. We may have lost a bestie we thought we’d always have.
By the time we start dating [seriously], the wo/man we have as a best friend may
be a completely different person than the one we imagined filling the role. If
we’re lucky, our earliest friends remain our best friends throughout our lives.
But what if we’re unlucky in friendship? What if by our late twenties and
thirties, we’ve relocated, started families, and lost those deep connections
that once meant more to us than almost any other relationship we had?

In his New York Times article,
“Friends of a Certain Age,” Alex Williams
discusses the various impediments to forging close and long-lasting bonds with
new people later in life:

In your 30s
and 40s, plenty of new people enter your life, through work, children’s play
dates, and, of course, Facebook. But actual close friends — the kind you make
in college, the kind you call in a crisis — those are in shorter supply.

As people
approach midlife, the days of youthful exploration, when life felt like one big
blind date, are fading. Schedules compress, priorities change, and people often
become pickier in what they want in their friends.

No matter how
many friends you make, a sense of fatalism can creep in: The period for making
BFFs, the way you did in your teens or early 20s, is pretty much over. It’s
time to resign yourself to situational friends: KOFs (kind of friends) — for
now.

What do you think? Is it any
harder for you to make close friends as you get older? Have you been able to
maintain your childhood, high school, and college friendships as adult life has
increased its demands?

G.L.B.T. THEMED BOOKS: THE GAY MAN'S KAMA SUTRA

The Kama Sutra, the famed
ancient Indian guide to lovemaking, has been used to enhance sexual experiences
since the fourth century. Now, it has been reinterpreted to create the ultimate
sex guide for gay men. Using clear, empowering text to celebrate the art of gay
lovemaking, The Gay Man's Kama Sutra applies the art and
spirit and intention of the original Kama Sutra--the expression of uninhibited
pleasure through sex--to the lives of twenty-first century gay men. It
shamelessly encourages love and sex, pleasure and sensuality, uninhibited
erotic indulgence and play. Visually stunning, it is accompanied by exquisite,
sensual artworks from the original Kama Sutra, classic homo-erotic artworks,
and tasteful instructional line drawings.

Whether you are in a long-term partnership, an
open relationship, or are enjoying a life of sexual freedom, this book offers
invaluable advice for a happy, healthy, and satisfying sex life. Every aspect
of gay sex is explored--from oral congress and masturbation to anal sex and
fetishes--and important issues such as finding a partner, emotional problems,
and safe sex are also included.

TRUE BLOOD: SEASON 5, EPISODE 8 - SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW

This week presented more of Russell's
insidious infiltration of The Authority. What does he want? Still unclear.
Whether it's pure anarchy or -- more likely -- something much more coldly
calculated, his appetite for blood, lust, and all things whimsically perverse
is being fed aplenty. Truly, he's about the only one who's satisfied this week
as nearly everyone else betrays his or her own weakness in the face of outside
attackers.

Picking up where we left off, Jason
left Chez Compton when he saw the bursts of light coming from Stackhouse Shack.
He found Sookie trying to sparkle-finger the fairy right out of herself. Jason
gave her a wonderfully charming big brother pep talk, telling her not to waste
her fairy powers because they were a legacy from their parents -- not a curse
(or, as Sookie has unfortunately discovered, a way to find out which local
pervs want to suck your toes). The Stackhouse sibs sought expertise from the
burlesque fairies, who reluctantly obliged after Sookie started screaming about
vampires in the middle of their club.

They
all headed to the Bridges of Bon Temps County, where the fairies told her some
mumbo jumbo about time being frozen and energy waves and Albert
Einstein (he was a halfling, too!). Long story short,
they  joined hands in a circle, and Sookie channeled all their energy
to tap into her mother's memories of the night Ma & Pa Stackhouse were
murdered. The experiment went awry when Sookie made a psychic connection with
the very vampire that killed her parents. We didn't see his full face, but
whose name we learned is Warlow. (Claudine was there, too.) A sign of
absolutely nothing good to come, Warlow appeared to Sookie at episode's end and
garble-threatened her: "I'm coming  for you. You. Are. Mine."

Back in NOLA, The Authoritarians
returned home from their wedding party massacre. Eric was in full-on V
hangover, even as the other Authority folks continued to revel in their
blood-drunk state. Bill soon came out of his V-lirium and faced a moral dilemma
as Salome presented him a nubile young girl for the drinking. Cue a flashback
to Baton Rouge, 1910, when Bill had the chance to make a vampire of his
dying daughter Sarah. Instead, he told her, "Immortality is a curse"
and let her rot. Back in the present day, he sucked the (im)mortality
right out of Salome's offering.

Meanwhile,
Eric pleaded to Nora by telling her he'd seen Godric at the rehearsal dinner
bloodbath. Nora's reaction was basically the exact opposite of what Eric
wanted. She told him his maker was a perversion and a blasphemer, then summed
her point up with a curt, "Fuck Godric." Eric had the chance to end
her, but he didn't. She purred, "Lilith will show you the way." But
it was Bill who was shown the way. After the rush of blood to his head, he and
the rest of the Authoritarians regathered to plot their path to domination.
Bill said the key was to end the production of Tru Blood. Without it, vampires
would be forced to feed on humans, thus unleashing their destructive powers.
Time to go bomb shopping!

Hoyt
also had his loyalty test when the vigilante yokels brought him Jessica on a
silver-chained platter. They reveled in his chance to "stick it in"
the cheatin' vamp tramp one last time, spelling out that "it" meant a
stake, not Hoyt junk. Thanks for the clarification, rednecks! They locked him a
room and left him to lose his vamp-stakin' virginity. And, as I suspect things
went with Hoyt's actual virginity, he couldn't get it up. He discharged a
gunshot, letting Jess snap the neck of one of the redneck vigilantes. That
isn't to say he doesn't still have serious anger for Jess, but he isn't ready
to show her the true death yet -- and most likely never will be. Unfortunately,
Hoyt's show of chivalry happened during daylight, so Jess couldn't leave the
house. Hoyt took off into the sunshine, promising to get help. Instead, he got
lost on a dirt road and found a friendly face (one we didn't see), who wasn't
so friendly at all and stuck a gun in Hoyt's face.

At the hospital, Sam overtook the
vigilante redneck orderly, but Luna was fighting mad. So mad, in fact, that
after Sam left to attend to the punk, she lost control and skinwalked right
into Sam's body. Scared and unsure what to do, she scampered out of the
hospital in her (now his) hospital gown, tush exposed. Luna-as-Sam found Actual
Sam and Andy in the police station, interrogating the Obama-masked murderer (as
a cobra, in Sam's case). He told them the location of Redneck Vigilante HQ and
headed straight there, saving Jessica. However, Luna-as-Sam got terribly ill.
Actual Sam took her home and expressed his love for her. It did the trick to
turn her back into her former self, but she's still hurtin' something fierce in
the tummy.

Elsewhere,
Alcide prepped for his pack master showdown by having a bunch of crazy,
acrobatic werewolf sex. The fortifying effects afterglow wouldn't be all that
useful when Alcide discovered that claiming pack master position would involve
murdering a hapless college track star. He refused to submit to that challenge,
which saved the kid approximately none at all because JD is a jerk. Alcide
threw himself at JD long enough to a.) get his ass handed to him and b.) give
the kid a chance to run away. JD took chase, and Alcide recovered in time to
save the innocent coed. JD ding-dinged round two, this time nearly killing
Alcide with a big rock, but Martha ran in just in time to save the hulking
hunk, claiming that JD would tarnish the entire pack if he began his tenure as
master by murdering one of his own. That fight is far from
over.

Meanwhile,
Lafayette returned to Bon Temps after healing his mouth with V and having a
tender moment with Ghost Jesus. Back on his home turf, the wicked witch
officially went back to season 1 awesomeness, getting high in the bathtub and
charging Arlene for his wiccan services (sassy rejoinders come free). Somehow
Arlene scraped together the money for a seance (featuring Lafayette in his
finest turban-esque do rag), and they tricked Terry and Patrick into coming
back to Casa Bellefleur for a seance. Of course it went horribly wrong, and the
spirit of Terry's Iraqi victim dove into Lafayette's body to throw down a
gauntlet: Terry would have to kill Patrick, or vice versa. About two seconds
later, Patrick ran out of there like a bat out of hell. TBD whether cowardice
is an effective life-preserving technique.

And
over at Fangtasia, a mean girl from Tara's high school turned up to torment
T-bird. A brilliant idea with a new vampire who has very little control, I must
note. Pam seemed upset the Tara hadn't adopted a "customer is always
right" policy, but, as she put it succincly, "You don’t know me that
well. My mad face and my happy face are the same." In fact, she was
more than happy to let Tara exact revenge on her nemesis -- as long as it was
downstairs away from other patrons. Pam chained up the racist hussy, glamoured
her into offering up her very life to Tara, and left her child to suck the
bitch's life away.

What did you think Truebies? Is Bill actually turning to
the dark side, or is he positioning himself for a feat of Edgingtonian
trickery? Speaking of whom, is there any chance Russell is actually interested
in Steve Newlin? Or is the Rev. just a time filler? Are you ready for the Ifrit
to make a move already (clearly Terry and Patrick aren't going to)? Is Alcide
on a suicide mission? Luna's uncontrollable skinwalking: Yea or nay? And how
did you feel about Stephen Moyer's directorial debut?

SOURCE: EW

MONDAY MUSICAL MOTIVATION: BLOW ME (ONE LAST KISS)

Pop/rock
star Pink has chosen the upbeat 'goodbye' anthem "Blow Me (One Last
Kiss)" as the lead single from her much-anticipated sixth studio album to
be released in 2012 via RCA Records - Produced by Greg Kurstin (Marina and The
Diamonds, Kelly Clarkson), "Blow Me" is a typical Pink rock-y tune -
although a little bit too 'wordy' - with a cool instrumentation and lyrics
along. It's powerful and radio-friendly.

"Blow
Me (One Last Kiss)" by P!nk is currently in the HOT100 Billboard charts at
position 10. Blow Me lyrics by Pink.

White knuckles and sweaty palms from hanging on too tight

Clench of jaw, I've got another headache again tonight
Eyes on fire, eyes on fire, and the burn from all the tears
I've been crying, I've been crying, I've been dying over you
Tie a knot in the rope, trying to hold, trying to hold,
But there's nothing to grab so I let go

I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much

I think this might be it for us (blow me one last kiss)

You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of sh-t

My head is spinning so (blow me one last kiss)

Just when I think it can't get worse, I had a sh-t day (no!)

You had a sh-t day (no!), we've had a sh-t day (no!)

I think that life's too short for this

I'll pack my ignorance and bliss

I think I've had enough of this, Blow me on last kiss.

I won't miss all of the fighting that we always did,

Take it in, I mean what I say when I say there is nothing left

I am sick, whiskey-dick, no more battles for me

You'll be calling a trick, cause you'll no longer sleep

I'll dress nice, I'll look good, I'll go dancing alone

I'll laugh, I'll get drunk, I'll take somebody home

I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much

I think this might be it for us (blow me one last kiss)

You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of sh-t

My head is spinning so (blow me one last kiss)

Just when I think it can't get worse, I had a sh-t day (no!)

You had a sh-t day (no!), we've had a sh-t day (no!)

I think that life's too short for this, I'll pack my ignorance and
bliss

I think I've had enough of this. Blow me on last kiss.

I will do what I please, anything that I want

I will breathe, I won't breathe, I won't worry at all

You will pay for your sins, you'll be sorry my dear

All the lies, all the wise, will be crystal clear

I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much

I think this might be it for us (blow me one last kiss)

You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of sh-t

My head is spinning so (blow me one last kiss)

Just when I think it can't get worse, I had a sh-t day (no!)

You had a sh-t day (no!), we've had a sh-t day (no!)

I think that life's too short for this, I'll pack my ignorance and
bliss

I think I've had enough of this. Blow me one last kiss

Blow me one last kiss

Blow me one last kiss

Just when I think it can't get worse, I had a sh-t day (no!)

You had a sh-t day (no!), we've had a sh-t day (no!)

I think that life's too short for this, I'll pack my ignorance and
bliss

I think I've had enough of this. Blow me one last kiss...

Pink Blow Me lyrics found on DIRECT LYRICS

INVITE-IN CRITICISM

Everyone is a ‘mirror’ to you whether
it is a ‘boss’, someone on the
street, or a loved one. No one rises to the top of any game without criticism,
especially if they let go of the ‘shield of the ego’, and actively invite
viewpoints in. Consider which criticisms might be valuable to incorporate into
who you are in your daily life. None of us have eyes outside of ourselves, but
depend on others reactions/responses. One who sees himself as others do is
rising in consciousness within themselves.


Be open, and invite
others to comment and critique you. Let the ‘walls’ down so that you can grow
into the possibilities that await you. See who you are from different
viewpoints.  Always consider who the source of ‘critiques’ is. Many people
lack credibility even in their own lives, and perhaps they misjudge, and/or do
not know you well enough. Then again, never under estimate the value of
anyone’s viewpoint even if they have a lot of specs in their own eyes. Know who
you appear to be through others eyes, and be open to acknowledging it to others
but with judiciousness, and humbleness if necessary.

Most people,
consciously or unconsciously, seek to avoid anyone who challenges them,
particularly where they have faults. Many will go through their whole lives
avoiding any challenge to what they perceive as their short comings. In many
instances, I’ve found people who have little or no idea how they come across to
others in a negative way because others are not comfortable in saying anything.
Closing yourself off to valid criticism shuts you down for all spiritual
development. Some compensate for aberrations by being good in other areas in
hopes that it will make up for others avoiding ‘calling them out’. Isn’t it better, and healthier to develop in
all ways if possible?’



Changing the outer
to be in synchronicity with those who are fairly centered, and ‘bad habit free’ is advisable as a step
in looking at who you really are on the inside. Whether changing the ‘outer’ to facilitate changing the
inner, or changing the inner to see changes that need to be made in one’s whole
outer world to be a more healthy, conscious, spiritual being, it’s the positive
way to be, both for yourself, those close to you, and as an inspiration to
those who you encounter. We all need inspiration! Make yourself an inspiration
both on the outer and inner by being open to the voice of others to help your
own. A more growing, evolving conscious world begins with an awake and loving
you! Have the courage to change and adapt! Match up inner space and outer
space! 

PROFESSIONAL LIARS...

It has been proven again and again that the 


HOMOPHOBIC man is such a 

professional liar that with the plain truth 


before his eyes he will still profess to 

be seeing something else.

THE DAHL HAUS PRESENTS: JULY STIFF ONES

THEY SAY YOU CAN BREAK A PENIS, BUT THESE ‘STIFF’ ONES BEG TO
DIFFER!