If you haven’t figured it out yet, I love the beach. I love sitting in a beach chair, feeling the sea breeze and wading my feet in the surf. I don’t care much for the sand. Yes, I know it exfoliates these dry feet, but I’d rather not get it on me.
My son, on the other hand, can’t get enough of it. He wallows in it, throws it, and probably eats a bit of it. It sticks to his skin, covers his scalp and creates drifts in his swimsuit. I can’t imagine how uncomfortable that must be, but it doesn’t …read more

Anybody seem the psychoanalyst finger puppets from Uncommon Goods?
I’m not really sure what their purpose is, aside from mere entertainment (or sucking up to that difficult psych professor during Christmas), but one commenter points out the set “certainly adds a new terror to compulsive masturbation.”
Thanks to Dr. Hsien-Hsien Lei over at Eye on DNA for this tip!