Mind Tricks
I'm not quite sure how to explain this but I've been noticing a tendency in myself to try and get things done with my left hand more often than not even though I'm very much right handed.
I notice it more and more when I'm doing something physical like swinging a baseball bat or shooting pool. But I sometimes have a tendency to try and make things more difficult than they would be by doing things with my dominant hand.
I know that at least one of the reasons I do this is perfectly morbid and may have found its start in that story a while ago about the climber who had to chop his own arm off to get out from under a boulder. But it goes back further than that, I've been trying to play pool left handed for about a year now and will try doing other things with the weaker, more unco (did anyone else grow up using that term? short for uncoordinated?) and altogether more alien than the natural hand.

The morbid part is that I'm not sure what I'd do if I lost the use of my right arm. No, I don't expect that it will happen anytime soon but it could happen. And, for some bizarre reason, I sort of felt like getting a start on retraining pathways in my brain to do things adequately well with my left hand. And yes, Ryan, that does include choking the chicken leftie (hint, need to last a bit longer, switch hands, hahaha).

Has anyone else experienced this phenomenon? Or am I the only freak on this one?

That and I just came up with a new question for the Cheddar X sort of based on this post.
Hypothetical situation, you are going to have to chop off a part of your body to live, what part is it going to be and how would you do it?

Somewhat morbid but hey, the mind's in the groove right now.

Other Happy Lappy News or Not So Happy Lappy If the Wanks Get Their Way
Legions of lonely, homely and horny loser men are taking extra anti-depressants today because of a new proposal in LA that would Lap Dancing Faces Legal Threat which would sequester the nekkid hoochies behind a 30 inch high rail and all touching of any kind would be illegal. In fact, the "dancers" would be at least 6 feet away which would make it all that much harder to paw them for $40 or whatever a lap dance is going for these days.

I would imagine that the most vocal detractors to this proposal are going to be the "dancers" themselves because lap dances are, essentially, harmless and they make incredible money for under 5 minutes work. Yes, I've had a lap dance before, once, because I had to see what the big deal was about.

Let me sum it up for you. Go into a dark booth with some music playing after selecting which chickie you'd like to have rub her ass all over you. She'll lay out the rules quickly and best to abide by them because, as attractive and sexy as the dancers are, the bouncers are the exact opposite, gargantuan monkey freaks with five word vocabularies that could stuff you into a mailbox if they were told to. So, once the rules are taken care of and you've forked over the agreed upon amount, she'll commence to grinding her ass into your crotch for the length of a song.
I got curious as to what her face was doing while she ground, was she bored? Counting the beats in the song until she was done and could get away from me? Was she enjoying it at all? Not that it matters, it wasn't about her, she was being paid to make me feel good. Maybe lap dances should be considered gateway porn? One lap dance and you're alot more likely to hire a sex worker for relief, two and the chances go up even more and so on.

My over riding thought during the whole thing was, um, why am I paying this woman for this when my own woman would more than happily grind all over me and I could touch her anywhere I wanted to, put on whatever music I wanted to, would end up getting laid and be able to spend that $40 on dinner or something else worthwhile.

And do the strippers, sorry "dancers", just abhor any man who comes into their places of business? I'm pretty sure I would, or at the least, I'd look down at them and no way, no how would I ever date any of them.

My final thought is that strip clubs are kind of pathetic loser places. The strippers are there because of esteem issues most likely, maybe at first and then they get hooked by the easy money. The guys are there because they don't possess something that would allow them to pursue a more regular relationship, they're ugly, they're assholes, they're stupid, they have two inch peckers, they prefer to maintain control by "owning" the girl for the duration of the act, they are lazy bastards who'd rather pay for sex than go through the hassle of dating, they're cheating on their wives or SO's. Basically, every time I've been in a strip club and it wasn't for a bachelor party (truly the only legitimately non-loser way to enter a strip club) I've been possessed by the thought that I didn't want to be associated with any of the people in there. Commoditizing sex depersonalizes it, makes it into something as mundane as grocery shopping.

I don't know what my point is really aside from not understanding the draw of strip clubs. Especially if the new law passes and the strippers must be kept well separate from the patrons (read that, loser wanks left to hump their hands in their cars on the way home). But then, there are lots of things that the typical guy gets into that are more than a little alien to me.

Don't get me wrong, I love the female body and gazing upon beautiful bodies isn't a bad thing. But I can't see the draw of doing that in a crowd of homely losers. It'd be like going to the drive in solo with your pal and his gal, just strange and a slightly disturbing.