Hands on Hips
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Posted:Jan 11, 2008 9:18 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 7:46 am 12606 Views
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Hands on hips
impaled
pumped
Hair falling down
On your knees
On your hands
Skin wet
Voice lost
Heart pounds
Eye wide shut
Pounding
Pushing
Pulling
Violated
Shocked
Slammed
Quivering
We love hard
Lost in time
Lost in space
You are filled up
Even when I leave
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Fuck You, your Red Neck Family, the you rode in on, and good ridance.
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Posted:Jan 8, 2008 9:06 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 1:30 pm 13319 Views
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I've been flirting on the site now for about six months and made some friends. But I was exploring a vanilla relationship during this period of my days and thought if would be wrong to seek out intimate engagement with the nice young ladies I've interacted with on alt and in other arenas.
BUT THOSE DAYS ARE OVER.
Right now, my passport is feeling itchy. I think I will go to Spain for a week or two.
I'm not angry. I'm not even peeved or disappointed.
I think more than anything else, I'm feeling relieved and free. I mean really now...the young lady was a real jesus freak too--what the fuck was I thinking?
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Happy New Year
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Posted:Jan 1, 2008 8:51 pm
Last Updated:Jan 2, 2008 5:33 am 13222 Views
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Ok...here we are...2008.
Happy New Year
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I've allowed my soul to get tired, but its time to dust myself off and get do'n it again
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Posted:Dec 31, 2007 1:42 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 1:38 pm 12405 Views
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Yeah, there's real crap going on and it'll keep going on. But there's also living to do. It is my opinion that we hold the stuff about us in our own hands and decide what kind of life we shall lead.
I have a friend who I've known for over 25 years, and he's clinically depressed. He's on some form of public assistance for his illness. When we were in college, he was subject to periodic melancholy, but not much different than any other person. Now he's ill. Intellectually, I accept that he's ill, but at some emotional level, I lack the capacity to really understand.
Sometimes I feel down. Recent events could wear anybody down. But even then, I decide whether to feel broken or not. And I choose to get my shit together and live well.
I guess I decided to pick up my own gladius and shield.
Happy New Year y'all.
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Just a little ditty, when 'yer feel'n blue
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Posted:Dec 29, 2007 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Dec 31, 2007 1:44 pm 12138 Views
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Always Look on the Bright Side of Life
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad,
Other things just make you swear and curse,
When you're chewing life's gristle,
Don't grumble,
Give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the light side of life.
[whistle]
If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps,
Don't be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle.
That's the thing.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the right side of life,
[whistle]
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin.
Give the audience a grin.
Enjoy it. It's your last chance, anyhow.
So,...
Always look on the bright side of death,
[whistle]
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
[whistle]
Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke it's true.
You'll see it's all a show.
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
Always look on the right side of life.
[whistle]
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Jim's Rules, or stuff I learned from my 'Ole Man that seems to make damn good sense
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Posted:Dec 29, 2007 3:34 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 1:40 pm 12412 Views
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Not to belabor the point, but I'm about to become an orphan. My father has been gone for nearly 15 years. The only thing I really feared was to forget my stories, but that never happened for which I am grateful. I made a list of the things I learned from my father and its served me very well over the years:
1) Patience. Other people need time to figure their shite out. And sometimes, you even need time to figure your shite out too.
2) Always be brave. Its a much better way to live and you get to trust your capacity to actually handle the shite that comes your way.
3) There are always alternatives. Try to figure them out before choosing one action. If the first thing didn't work, be open to trying something new.
4) Approach all things as if they are puzzles that can be solved. Just thinking things are puzzle as opposed to problems predisposes you to think differently about solutions.
5) Try to be kind but if you can't be kind, always be just. All people deserve to be treated fairly and justly. Most of the time people can be treated kindly and with mercy. Sometimes you can't be kind but people always deserve to be treated fairly.
6) Never confuse justice with anger. This is the one that gets so many people in trouble. There are cases where people must be dealt with justice but always serve that dish with cold rational logic. While acting on anger makes you feel better, it will always lead to externalities which will be regretted.
7) Have some simple pleasures and enjoy learning for its own sake.
9) While women are equal, always be a gentleman. This applies even if you tie her up, spin her around, and give her a red bottom.
10) Death is not something to be feared but life is something to be seized with gusto.
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Xmass Eve in my family this year
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Posted:Dec 24, 2007 10:56 pm
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2008 9:34 am 12916 Views
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Some of my readers know my Mom has lung cancer. She's undergone treatment for the cancer and its left her quite frail. If the stars don't align perfectly or she misses a meal, or falls down, we put her in hospital because she's that kind of ill.
The first thing I want to say is that my Mom has more guts than just about anybody I've met. She exhibits the perfect example of what I define as courage--the knowledge of mortality but disregard of it in the face of need. She started at ~140 pounds last year and dipped down as far as 88 pounds, and now hovers ~102 pounds. She's been tagged with enough radiation to make a victim of Hiroshima blanch, takes enough pills each day to choke a thoroughbred, is poked and prodded by learned strangers on a constant basis, has had foreign objects injected inside her body, and is subject to chemo treatment, which is basically a poison designed to kill cancer cells just slightly faster than her. She has endured ultimate humiliating experiences and still smiles wide when she sees me, my siblings, and her grandchildren. She also demands the dignity of staying in her own home in which she stays alone--my brothers and I check in on her everyday.
Her most recent treatment was to clear blood clots from a stint inserted in her pulmonary artery. She was looking poorly before the procedure, seemed to get much better but has deteriorated fast in the past couple of days. She fell off her couch a couple of days ago and got a nasty bump on her forehead. Because of the blood thinners, her bruising gave her raccoon eyes so bad she can barely open her eyes. My brothers and I took her to the emergency room tonight because she was in so much pain, the narcotics we had available by prescription were inadequate. She was also so incredibly frail and incoherent.
I went with her in the ambulance and held my Mothers head on our path to the hospital and my brothers followed. She's been to emergency enough over the past months that the duty nurses know my Mom. They and the doctors stabilized my Mom with the tools they had, which also means my Mom endured more humiliations and was prodded and tested some more. But they found the problem, got her comfortable, she regained her mind, and awaits more exams and procedure tomorrow.
This evening's plans changed. I wanted the family to gather and have a gathering similar to thanksgiving but events made that impossible.
But my Mom smiled at me and my brothers tonight and said everything was going to be all right.
I really hope I'm as tough as she is because she sure is proving to have some mighty big boots to fill.
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Good Morn'n Fellow Travellers, Merry XMass Eve, and what do you want for Xmass this year.
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Posted:Dec 24, 2007 5:01 am
Last Updated:Dec 25, 2007 9:54 pm 13019 Views
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Merry Christmas fellow travelers.
Why don't you jump up on Santa's knee and tell me what you want for Christmas this year?
I'll tell you a couple of gifts I am thankful for and hope to get this year. My Mom is still with us and her bravery is something that inspires. My family has come together in a way that surprises me and I'm going to nurture that connection in the coming years. My continues to become the formidable young woman she was meant to be. I hope to meet a wonderful woman, who laughs at my stupid jokes, feels equally comfortable in jeans or full gown, and lets me occasionally tie her up and spank her.
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I need a slavegirl or maybe a slave girl harem to get all my stuff done for Christmas
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Posted:Dec 23, 2007 12:53 pm
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2008 7:03 am 15682 Views
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And...not elves...if I'm going to have slave girls, I know myself and will take my pleasures of them and need full sized girls. The only analogous thing I've seen with elves has been midget porn, and I dunno about anybody else but midgets just don't do it for me sexually.
But back to the need for full sized slave girls.
I seem to find myself with to many tasks and not enough hours. Having some extra hands around the house would be damned useful. And it would provide for a wide swath of sexual variety.
OK...now I need volunteers. You can volunteer for a day, week, month or year And harking back to a previous post, I might want one of them to be green.
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Exhibitionism and the Darwin Awards
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Posted:Dec 22, 2007 11:39 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 7:46 am 14515 Views
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"What goes up must come down." or "Don't F' on pyramid shaped roof."
(20 June 2007, South Carolina [this crap seems to only happen to red state people]) A 21 year-old couple was found naked in the road an hour before sunrise by a passing cabbie. The unconscious, injured pair was taken to the nearest hospital, where they died without regaining consciousness. Authorities were at a loss to explain what had happened. There were no witnesses, no trace of clothing, and no wrecked cars or motorcycles.
Investigators eventually found a clue high on the roof of a nearby building: two sets of neatly folded clothes, and nothing else. There was no indication of foul play, only of foreplay. "It appears as if [they] accidentally fell off the roof," Sgt. Florence McCants said.
Safe sex takes on a whole new meaning when you are perched on the edge of a pyramid-shaped metal roof.
This is a true Darwin Award trifecta: TWO people die, WHILE in the act of procreation, due to an ASTONISHINGLY poor decision. Bottom line: If you put yourself in a precarious "position" at the edge of a pointy roof, you may well find yourself coming and going at the same time.
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