I certainly don't feel the need to make beestings pudding. Though it is probably too much exposure to fandom that makes me thing that it sounds like some sort of sexual practice.

My parents are happily (d), but I would like Dad to get further than the half-a-page he managed of "The Left Hand of Darkness". Actually, I made a mistake with TLHoD; I told him it was SF and looking at the first page would turn me off, too. I ought to have told him it was a seminal work of women's SF dealing with issues of gender, sex, community and self. He might have kept going.