Not sure why my first post in three months should be this, but I thought it was worth saving. It’s taken from an article in the magazine Best Life, Feb 2006 issue, and is called Home Is Where The Heat Is by Hugh O’Neill. The last two paragraphs say:

If we lived in a less cynical age, a fellow might argue that monogamy is your best chance at a fevered sex life. A fellow might argue that though it is deprivation of a kind, it’s also an invitation to develop expertise, a chance to take pride in knowing that a certain whimper means “just right”, and that she prefers feathery in the morning but fortissimo at night. A fellow might feel lucky to recognize a certain cadence of hips and offering of lips. A fellow might be glad that she knows his secrets.

Monogamy isn’t beanbag. It takes discipline and love and energy and is best not tried by nonserious men. But done right, the conspiracy of just two is sanctified by it’s focus, made big and bold and daring by the sheer size of the bet.

All the chips on one number. How’s that for exciting? Spin the wheel.

To which I say, “right on”. Just like in athletics or faith or art, there are certain experiences with sex that cannot be achieved except through disciplined practice and a single focused subject. A great quote, IMHO.