I See What They Did There

Anyone watching “disjointed” on Netflix? If not, it’s a half hour comedy by Chuck Lorre (Two and a Half Men, Mom) filmed in front of a live audience starting Kathy Bates.

Oh, and it’s about a legal cannabis business. And its owner (Bates), as well as her employees.

I won’t go too much into it, because this post is not a review BUT I will say this: I love the Pete character. It is SO spot on.

Anyway, there is a particular character suffering from PTSD. While confiding in another character he talks about being able to cope during the day, but it’s later when he’s home alone when it becomes hardest to cope. Medicated or not.

And I’m here thinking: Man, I know how that feels. It sucks. Being alone and having to like deal with like shit and stuff. (So poetic, I know) (And I had a time like that once. Maybe twice)

And then I started thinking…stoned, of course…Man, if there was like someone out there who found themselves alone having a hard time and just wanted to chat with someone. Shoot the shit to pass some time, I would totally do that for someone. Someone I don’t even know. You know?

I’m a big fan of texting, and email, and DMs, even PMs… Look, what I’m saying is, if you want that… That human connection (NOT SEXTING) (EVEN THOUGH I’M REALLY GOOD AT IT. BUT SERIOUSLY) with someone… I can do that. And if you ended up here (how?!) on my blog, then yes. Let’s talk about coping, or whatever. Find me @xojmo

Or JMo@xojmo.com

I have been told I’m inspirational, but whatever. Back patted.

Otherwise, everyone else should check out disjointed (lowercase on purpose). It’s for mature audiences but not cuz of the weed I don’t think, but rather the use of the word “fucking.”

Also, #whitegirlsandweed



There was a time when I read a lot for fun.  Then there was a time when I read a lot for school.  Then there was a time where I tried to read for fun again.  But by now, I just could not concentrate on a page. I switched from fiction to non-fiction, which I enjoyed a lot, but it still could not keep my attention. I think I had read all the words I was meant to read in my lifetime.

Still longing for knowledge, I switched over to documentaries.  I wrote about one long ago but it still gets comments to this day. You should check it out! (I believe it’s still on HBO)

Where was I? Oh right: Documentaries.  It’s like reading for your brain, without the reading. Moving pictures and words spoken on-screen – it’s amazing. And now with things like Netflix and Hulu, I have access to many more documentaries. Although the ones on Hulu mostly contain aliens and 9/11 conspiracies. *shrug*

I’ve watched A LOT of documentaries on Netflix. And I kept passing one that Netflix recommended. It’s sort like, remember that scene in Pee Wee’s Big Adventure when he’s saving the animals from the fire but he keeps passing the snakes and making that face. Well, that is what I was doing when I saw the title: KINK.

First off, I’m not a prude. Second off, I can tell my the accompanying picture exactly what this is going to be about: the fetish of bondage. I’m NOT well versed in the fetish of bondage and God knows I’m NOT going to read a book about it. So on to KINK it is!

And before I dive into the world of BDSM, let me clear something up that no one is thinking about: I did NOT watch Fifty Shades of Gray on Netflix. So that’s not why the recommendation came up. In fact, I never even saw the movie. I’m not a middle-aged horny housewife. I’m just middle aged and horny! And I don’t need a movie studio spoon-feeding me soft core porn, thank you very much.

Ok BDSM, is uh….Bondage…uh…Hold on. Gotta go look it up.

“BDSM is short for bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, and sadomasochism.”

I’m already disinterested but I’m sticking with the documentary because hey, why not? S&M didn’t scare me off, but James Franco as the producer almost did.

The documentary features behind-the-scenes footage of Kink.com videos of both men and women tied up by ropes, drowned in bathtubs, being shocked in the genitals by an electric wand, and being penetrated by a plethora of DIY industrial-strength “fuck machines.”

I’m not going to get into all of it, but yeah it definitely had some porno stuff in it. So if that’s not your thing, don’t watch it. If it is your thing, too bad. This is a documentary, you perv!

What I liked about it:  The people who work at Kink.com seems like nice people I could hang around with. And it comes across that they truly care about their … actors? Sure we’ll go with that.  Actors. They have safe words and all that jazz and ALWAYS talk up front about what is going to be in the scene so you aren’t like “Whoa hey! What the?” That was cool.

What I didn’t like: The actual BDSM stuff. I would do a check-in with my libido to see if anything was stirring and it was like “Nah, I’m good.”  Which made the movie even more interesting because I’m watching it like I was watching any documentary – very seriously.

There was one scene…this lady was hanging upside down with a leather collar and chain, chaining her to the floor, hands tied behind her back and her ankles were bound, apart on some bar/pole hanging from the ceiling. And she had a machine between her legs which was giving her pleasure.

At one point the director calls cut and informs her he did so because her eyes were rolling in the back of her head and she was moving her body too much so he wanted to give her rest. But at no point unchained her neck nor brought her down from that pole! She didn’t seem to mind though.

So that’s it… would I recommend it…Not really. Unless you were really curious about that type of thing…then go for it. Why not? You aren’t hurting anyone by watching it. And all parties involved in the movie had given permission. And no one died!

That would be a snuff film.