Time for some much needed Zen from the insanity and the absurdity that is American politics……a long weekend means that the clowns in Washington will be headed home to lie their way out of any problems they have created ………and the peasants dance.

Remember about 10 years ago when people were trading sex for this irritating little doll?  I mean some would do anything short of murder to acquire one for their child….so you remember the fad, right?  Cool!  But unfortunately that has NOTHING to do with this post…….sorry….just could not resist…..

I was looking for something other than political analysis and found this story on the Time website…….

There are no facials or hot-rock massages at Cosquillarte (the name translates both as Tickle Yourself and Tickle Art). In its two quiet treatment rooms, the urban spa offers only tickling. If that sounds more like torture than pampering, take note: the place has built a steady roster of clients, many of whom book weekly appointments, since it opened in December.Much like at any other day spa, the treatment takes place in a darkened room, with soothing music playing and a hint of incense tingeing the air. The client disrobes, puts on a pair of crinkly paper panties and lies facedown on the table. And then the tickling — first with fingertips drawn along the body, then a feather — begins. A 30-minute session costs €25 ($35); for an hour, the price is €45 ($60).