So… This really started last summer. I had been looking for a job for months, and finally landed a grunt-monkey gig dragging boxes and stocking shelves at The Compleat Strategist. Demeaning, dirty, exhausting work. I had been out of the workforce a long time, and was ashamed of how much it took out of me.…
The phrase “horrified wonder” was used by my friend Thudthwacker to describe my expression this past Sunday, and is singularly apt. I was subject to the joys of a cultural Drive-By, as directed by David Lynch: A Russian Jew/ Kentucky Cracker hybrid wedding reception. There was food in plentitude, and good food, provided you enjoy…
Lots of weird dreams lately- I know my animal has been having her share. It seems like all the stress of the current dogpile of issues is finding weird ways to vent itself. Some highlights: A series of dreams which centered around the fact that my dear friend Thudthwacker was dead. (He’s not, or he’s…
I have stuff still left at Sir’s place in the Bronx- she suggests 2 carloads. If at all possible for her, I’d like to get it out before the weekend is up, as she has stuff happening there as of Monday. So- the call is going out again. Anyboidy automotive who can assist?
Bear with me, I’m moving a lttle slow today (more on that later), but the most important things first: Thank you, thank you, thank you and thank you. People arrived early, and broke their respective backs for me and mine: Aillecat and her little girl Phoenixstar21, Irishlass5383 and Matt, Edgykitten Thudthwacker, and girlfriday79 all turned…
“Thousands of years ago, before the dawn of man, there was Surva-Santa of Claus: an apelike creature who’d make crude and pointless toys out of dino bones and his own waste. Hurling them at apelike creatures with crinkled hands, regardless of how they behaved the previous year. These so-called toys were buried as witches and…
Holiday To-Do list: 1. Married off my friend Critical Jeff – Check. (I don’t like her, but his options are slim. Until I locate the cute librarian with the heart of gold who wants to adopt a feral barbarian-urban-wolf-child, I’ll let her live.) 2. Pack life for upcoming move to Brooklyn 3. Arrange moving-day war…
This MUST be read. “Oh I completely forgot about that. Yeah. I was not only afraid of Jed popping out with a knife, I was also afraid of those tarantulas. They were like a big unknown X-factor in the apartment. Normally I’m not very frightened of just godawful messes or rats, but if you throw…
“Om klim kalikayei namaha. Om kleem kah-lee-kah-yea nah-mah-hah” which does not translate in any literal way to: “Health and Knowledge and Wealth and Power/ Passion and Poems and Sex/ I wear a smile like a leather glove…”* or even: “In the land of the blind: KING/ KING/ KING/ KING/” Some say prayers/ Some say prayers/…
At the behest of z111
My animal has been making a real effort to increase her usefulness/understand and meet my expectations. Over the last month or so, she’s showed me a lot of initiative, a lot of hard work. She’s bruised today because of it, and because of something else. As I’ve been addressing my health/diabetes concerns im a more…
If I could just get this reaction every day, I’d be getting somewhere with this “Flagg: Fetish Diva” business: “Then Flagg. Holy shit. “ (From a review of the recent “Sharp, Shiny Things” demo at TES) Whoever wrote that- thank you. You made my morning.
Two years or so ago I divested myself of all the D/s mailing lists I was on but the one I own. It was a fine idea, and one I have not regretted- mostly because of the following: ”The walk in beauty, is most real, most required to let go, to have all resistance in…
sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;’ cellspacing=’0′ cellpadding=’2′ align=’center’> If you were a Pirate! by TheHalveric Username Yer Pirate Name! Name yer ship! Why be ye a Pirate? Damned pansy Navy wouldn’t take me!Revenge against the establishment!I like booty!!!I’m really good with knots…Cause lawyerin’ be too cruel.Chicks dig eye-patches.Buggery on the High Seas!All the…
“Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon!” -Timon of Athens, act IV