Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)
Our first real family vacations were to Florida. We drove, no interstates. It was magic. I've returned to Florida dozens of times since. I know the state like the back of my hand.
I was fortunate enough to travel to Florida on business many times. I always mixed in a little sightseeing and beach time.
I love the Everglades and how primal it is.
I think alligators are very cool and have been within just a few feet of many.
My favorite animals are big cats. I long to see a mountain lion in the wild and am always on the lookout.
I know a woman who ran her hands all over a mountain lion when it was sedated. Repeat, ran her hands all over the mountain lion. She was a Hopi Indian and one of the most sacred people I have ever encountered. Like a nun but for real. Quintessential serenity.
I have been many miles from another human. I love that feeling. Dynamo, Lisa, and Magz know how little effort that takes in their neck of the woods.
I like being scared. I know I have been animal stalked in the wild. I don't mind admitting how afraid I was.
My second wife was scarier.
I sometimes question my devotion to this blogging phenomenon, then I remind myself how real all these people are and I just go with it.
For some reason, it gives me hope, satisfaction, a sense of place and something I very much look forward to.
No small part of it is cavorting with beautiful young women. I'm not stupid you know.
I don't reach out to many guys on here but the ones I do I admire a lot.
I have had a moustache nearly all of my adult life. None of my children have seen me without it.
I love baseball.
More than once I have met a woman for the first time and she was naked.
I would very much like to do that again.
The threesome I had was with a short blonde and a short black girl. It was really easy to keep track of what was going on.
I worry about my oldest daughter because she has always been alone.
I worry about my son because he gets bullied, teased.
My youngest daughter is a machine, living her plan. I'm not sure how that happened.
Wife number one is one of my best female friends. My daughters like that.
I've been secretly married, at my apartment at noon by a Justice of the Peace. We got up, dressed up, drank champagne, went back to bed. It cost $50. The champagne cost more.
I've been married on the tip of Captiva Island at sunset.
I always get divorced downtown.
I've paid a support check every week for 21 years. I may be the first to pay support from a nursing home.
I learned I have a foot fetish in the not too distant past. I discovered it while giving a pedicure in a jacuzzi. Not just any feet, I know what I like. Toenail polish, toe rings, and strappy sandals are foot lingerie to me.
It is said there is a place on your foot that corresponds with every part of your body.
I believe this.
If I can't get you very close to cumming by way of your feet you own the problem.
I think massage is heaven and you have to give if you expect to receive.
People either have the touch, or they don't. It can not be taught.
You can see how I get sidetracked.
This has been much easier than I thought it would be.
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