I do get a little aroused when my fiance solves the “Weekend Edition” Will Shortz puzzle faster than the caller.
NPR gets supersexy in Dance, Soterios Johnson*, Dance by the ever-amusing Jonathan Coulton.
*He’s the local morning anchor in NYC.
Hmmm. I never thought to see him as funny. He’s so irritating and his voice so whiney, it’s like nails on a chalkboard to me. And he has the obnoxious habit of pre-empting the interviewee’s answer in his question.
I don’t say I’d want to have NPR on when I’m doing the nasty, mind you–that would be distracting. But a lil NPR before hand, as part of the foreplay, I’m game. 
Yeah, if Tavis is on, my girlfriend gets in the mood.
If the Diane Rehm Show or Car Talk is on, though … [insert sound of slide whistle descending here]
Ahh yes, it is always fun to watch my wife real when I solve the puzzle in the blink of an eye. Needless to say, she sleeps in and has yet to discover that by the 8:00 hour it’s a rerun.
I’m also in another country…the fates are determined to keep us apart, it seems.
There’s that, too.
:: rages against the cruelty of fate ::
There’s that. I sympathize completely, An Arky.
All seriousness aside, for us ADD’ers, sex is one of the rare parts of life when there’s peace from the random mental noise.
This, right there, is what I’ve been saying for years.
How this grating ear-shredding soul-defecating self-important shill-voiced annoying harpy ever became so popular, I’ll never know. She and Bill O’Reilley truly deserve each other.
She’s got a good band for her theme song, though. I’ll give her that.
I can’t stand NPR at all – it sets my teeth and skin on edge and not in a good way. So unless my hypothetical partner was loud enough to drown it out, it would be a raging turn-off.
I like listening to (and talking about) the news with my partner just as much as I like having sex with him. But never at the same time. For my particular anatomy, shrivelling isn’t a problem, but I think it might be for my partner if I interrupted our lovemaking with “oh my god, did you hear that? that stupid bill has passed second reading!”
I find that one will inevitably distract me from the other, so if I feel strongly about doing one, I need to take precautions to ensure that the other won’t ensue.
It has been a game with me for quite some time now to figure out how her name might be spelled. I never look it up; I (up until this point) have had too much fun making stabs at what, exactly, her name is. Manda Leekadell Barko is about all I could come up with. 