If you're a sucker for romance (um, that'd be Em) or tales of teen angst--or even better, if you love the point at which the two meet--then you've got to check out the site firstkissproject.com. Its mission is "to record as many first kiss stories as possible, to capture those clumsy sweet first attempts to end our innocent and bumbling foolishness." We chatted with the site's founder, Sy Ingoglia, about all things osculation-related.

Em & Lo: What first gave you the idea to start the First Kiss Project?

Sy Ingoglia: I'm not sure how the conversation started, but a friend of mine and I were discussing the whole idea of a different kind of kissing booth. We wanted to throw a party, get everyone a little tipsy, and then send them into the confession booth where we'd tape them talking about their very first kiss. There's something about watching and listening to someone tell that story. It's a moment that is different for everyone, of course, but, in it, there are such commonalities. Everyone starts by saying they don't have a good story, and they inevitably dive into a sordid tale of awkwardness that is just an absolute pleasure to hear them tell.

Women, usually, remember and use the first and last name of their first kiss. Everyone kind of reverts to that time and place. People close their eyes or look to the sky, as if the memory is going to float down on top of them. Or else it's horrid and embarrassing--which is usually just as good to listen to...

We often think we can do a better job at answering tough sex questions than other writers out there, hence our regular feature "Sex Advice Review," in which we obnoxiously critique what we think they got right and wrong (see Worst Booty Call Tips Ever, How to Write a Naughty Email and Am I Having an Orgasm).

A weekly round-up of our own favorite sex-related musings on the web:

• Our friends at Good Vibes are throwing a party to introduce the world's first tighty-whitey-wearing vibrating beaver.

• Babeland honors Mother's Day with a post about the difficulty of discussing sex with a Catholic mom.

• The ladies of DearSugar want to know: Would it be worse if he refused to kiss you, or refused to make eye contact during sex?

• Broadsheet honors Mildred Loving, the first woman to challenge Virginia's anti-interracial-marriage law.

• Radar reports live from the Long Island Mingling Mom "Top Mom" award ceremony, where the cougar's cougar, Dina Lohan, received the top accolade.

• Cory Silverberg of About.com chats with Regina Lynn about her new book, Sexier Sex.

• Naked Chicks on Post-Its is exactly what it sounds like.

We went out to karaoke, one night, and to do karaoke, you usually have to be drunk. Unless you're a good singer, in which case being drunk is just a nice bonus. We were all very drunk, regardless of our level of singing talent, and talk turned, as talk usually does when you're very drunk and happy, to sex. It's easier, of course, to talk about sex when you're three sheets to the wind and can blame every embarrassing thing that comes out of your mouth on the highball glass filled to the top with beautiful vodka. The sex talk came around, after some meandering, to talking dirty in bed, which ended up becoming a conversation about the very worst thing anyone had ever said in bed to us.

I am very disappointed to report that I don't entirely remember my friends' stories. I know, however, that they were terrible, and painfully hilarious in the way that only something wretched and awful and embarrassing can be, in retrospect. I kind of wish I didn't remember my own story, because it still makes me cringe, 15 years later, when I think about it.
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Muchas gracias to The Frisky for highlighting this beautiful work of sheer genius by an art student at USF: a music video of clips from The Muppet Show synched to the musical stylings of raunch-mistress Peaches. We dare you not to laugh at Miss Piggy singing "Fuck the Pain Away," especially when she slows things down and takes it to the bridge. Still, we can't help but feel a little bit dirty at the tarnishing of such a great kids' classic. But we'll get over it.

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I was just watching videos from Isabella Rossellini's new Sundance project, "Green Porn," which is a beyond amazing, totally twisted series of film shorts about insects mating. Not only is it a brave, fascinating and whimsical project, but Isabella looks refreshingly unretouched and plastic surgery free. Of course, she's still one of the most legendary beauties around (with Ingrid Bergman's genes, how can you go wrong?). But it's so nice to see an older actress who doesn't look pulled and taut, or ridiculously unnaturally preserved (hello Madonna!) for her age.

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An article in the Metro UK this week discusses men who just aren't that into sex--apparently there's been a 40 percent rise (poor word choice, perhaps) in men seeking counseling because they've lost interest in sleeping with their wives, girlfriends, or any woman for that matter. Experts blame it on stress, depression, long working hours, and PMS (oh wait, never mind). Seriously, though, Joe Average's libido is sagging, apparently, and everyone's got their knickers in a twist about it. But our favorite part of the article is when an expert explains the recent switch in men's sexual issues: "Men used to come to us with impotence-now known as erectile insufficiency--but Viagra has sorted some of that problem." Erectile insufficiency?! Next they'll be saying that when some skanky dude dry-humps you from behind on the dance floor and pokes you with that banana in his pocket, it's just erectile surplus.

In Treatment on HBO didn't leave us with much faith that couples therapy can actually work. Even the therapist's therapist, Dianne Wiest, finally gave in and told Gabriel Byrne to go ahead and sleep with his hot'n'horny 30-year-old patient, despite the fact that he was married to the most awesome woman ever. And studies of couples therapy aren't any cheerier: the research out there indicates that two years after ending counseling, 25 percent of couples are worse off than when they started, and after four years, 38 percent are divorced.

For a sunnier perspective, we thought we'd chat with Dr. Sue Johnson, director of the Ottawa Couple and Family Institute and author of the new book Hold Me Tight, about an approach she helped develop called emotionally focused therapy. Studies have shown that even years after this kind of counseling, almost three-quarters of the couples are doing better-- it's one of the few forms of couples therapy with empirical data showing that it helps. Johnson was recently recruited by the U.S. army for a pilot program to help army couples deal with Iraq war-induced marital stress...