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* But did you get all the rest?






In fact, some ladies even find it quite lucrative. So why be nice?






More glimpses of bygone worlds: male inferiority is really nothing new. Should have been last week, but rocket went up.












Or are they angelic fiends?




This is of course the awesome Serena, Gynarchy Goddess, whose floors Servitor has often cleaned, almost never to her satisfaction, alas.


Another science fiction post! Yeah, it was going to be a historical images special but rocket go up! And Servitor likes that. So in honour of brave spacewoman Christina Koch and her three boys on Artemis II, we’ll do space again today. Plus, we’re still not doing World War M, because other kinds of rocket come back down again.
And in honour of everyone’s favourite component of the hive-mind, there are seven science fiction images, so that’s good, right? And as it’s Easter, we’ll have an extra extra one celebrating the day.







Easter eggstra:

Except the ladies here, and my SO, of course.


The redoubtable, talented piano player, Mistress Vixen, there.




Which is obviously fine, humanity being properly reserved for humans not apes or maggots.






Incidentally, my captions here often feature the wonderful Mistress Eleise (with whom I had the pleasure and pain in Paris of a session or three) objecting to blonde jokes. But that’s just my invention. Maybe she really likes them, collects them and treasures examples in which the blonde is being particularly dumb? If anyone visits Canada and if she’s still working, do try a few out and let us know how it goes.