YerSauce saw a bumper sticker tonight and applauded the owner. It took her a moment through the use of a version of hand signal called IdiotSauceSign to get the fact that she was getting kudos for the comment on the back-a-DaCar. It said, Bite Me Bush: Stop Assuming I Am Christian�-This Is America!

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To all the folks who seem distressed at last night�s date or want to offer high-fives over my not getting laid by someone I didn�t much like? Overall, it was funny and worth the strangeness even though it felt like an episode of Twilight Zone. And for those of you who seem surprised that some guy wouldn�t pull out his phucking-unit on the spot? Read back a little�as DatSauceGuy has a thing about wanting to care about those he awakes with, OK?

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DaKiddo asked what his first words were tonight as he is realizing he is �Nearly just a boy, not just a little boy anymore, dad.� This diarist noted that his son's first word was �Dadden.� [Which is what he called this only-parent-human for about two years�] He asked �what number word� his mom was� and YerSauce really had to think back and all that thinking and counting put it at about number five mentally. DaSauce then told his son a white lie and said it was his second word. This human has been feeling guilty about having done so, ever since, but would do it again either way.

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In a fun, yet, random conversation recently with a hilarious member of the Female Diaryland Corps�the subject of Bundling came up. Now for those that don�t know the term it is an Amish and Mennonite tradition that predates those Germanic-types arrival in America. This novel-concept has been scorned in some regions during the 20th century and yet, thrives still in others to date. The idea here is that premarriage boys and girls would be allowed to sleep in the same bed�properly clothed. Anything but actual sexual relations was allowed (no submarining under the cloth with hands or other extensions.)

All night.

Together.

Same bed.

Clothed.

Everything else goes.

So the discussion was that the next time YerSauce was thrusting his way toward a lust-fulfilling-relationship with someone he cared about and just might even love, it would be great fun (in a torturous kind of way) to try bundling.

Imagine this� you and your prospective significant other are already doing the dance (mentally, via body language, eye-contact, and eventually verbally) that leads to some of that swell-and-sweaty conjugal sport. You (together) decide it is time for your first set of sleepovers. And say for instance that as a way of a little dueling S&M (as you�d each get both in the deal) that the agreement pre-coitus was for three days of Bundling. That�s three of however much of the 24 hour period you wish, in the same environs�Hands, mouths, groins, knees, all get to fly�and YerSauceGuy has some big ass paws here, but clothes stay on, and actual relations must wait the 72 hours. Imagine the fun. Imagine the psychic pain. Methinks that it is absolutely the deal for the next relationship ala Sauce�as you�d damned well get to know each other�s bodies, and tease and please your way through those days. Either way, DatSauceGuy knows that he could outlast any dame that he decided to try it with. He might even make a bet beyond three days to see who yells Uncle! first. The bet could be for favors of various sorts, even. [Imagination lately SauceBoy? Er, yeah. And gorsh, but it is fun to think about!]

This lovely bit of Americana even has folksongs both for and against (an author-unknown verse of which follows.}

***Some maidens say, if through the nation,

Bundling should quite go out of fashion,

Courtship would lose its sweets; and they

Could have no fun till wedding day.

It shan't be so, they rage and storm,

And country girls in clusters swarm,

And fly and buzz, like angry bees,

And vow they'll bundle when they please.***

If one of DaReaders DaSauce beats YerDiarist to the prospect with a fresh and lust-filled relationship, tell him how it worked out, OK? Tantalizing stuff. And this non-introspective boy isn�t even quite sure why�

--DaSauceOfSeriouslySafeSexAndSadismForJustAFewDays