People ask me "who are you?"
I am me or me am I
Even after I reply
"The man who."
"The man who what?"
"Who What? Just who."
"I'd rather leave that up to you."
"oh," they say and walk away.
People ask "Then who am I?"
"How should I know?" I reply
"You are you" I suppose
"but could be him or them or those."
"Or just me wearing different clothes"
"Oh," they say and walk on by.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
SOME GREAT QUESTIONS BROUGHT TO YOU BY PETER KAY
1) Why does your gynaecologist leave the room when you get undressed?
2) If a person owns a piece of land do they own it all the way down to
the core of the earth?
3) Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed?
4) Is it possible to brush your teeth without wiggling your bottom?
5) Why is it called Alcoholics Anonymous when the first thing you do is
stand up and say, 'My name is Peter and I am an alcoholic'?
6) Why are they called stairs inside but steps outside?
7) Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?
8) Why does mineral water that 'has trickled through mountains for
centuries' have a 'use by' date?
9) Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a
horrible crisp no one would eat?
10) Is French kissing in France just called kissing?
11) Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, 'I think I'll
squeeze these dangly things here and drink whatever comes out'?
12) What do people in China call their good quality plates?
13) Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but
don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
14) What do you call male ballerinas?
15) Why is a person that handles your money called a 'Broker'?
16) If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
17) If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from
vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?
2) If a person owns a piece of land do they own it all the way down to
the core of the earth?
3) Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed?
4) Is it possible to brush your teeth without wiggling your bottom?
5) Why is it called Alcoholics Anonymous when the first thing you do is
stand up and say, 'My name is Peter and I am an alcoholic'?
6) Why are they called stairs inside but steps outside?
7) Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?
8) Why does mineral water that 'has trickled through mountains for
centuries' have a 'use by' date?
9) Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a
horrible crisp no one would eat?
10) Is French kissing in France just called kissing?
11) Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, 'I think I'll
squeeze these dangly things here and drink whatever comes out'?
12) What do people in China call their good quality plates?
13) Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but
don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is?
14) What do you call male ballerinas?
15) Why is a person that handles your money called a 'Broker'?
16) If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
17) If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from
vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
What A Shock
My wife came home for lunch today and promptly asked if I would like to move. Huh? It seems a friend of hers owns a house that will become available to rent soon. After the initial 'deer caught in headlights' stare, I thought about it, and it sounds like a much better situation than we're in, now.
We live in half a duplex in the suburbs and pay an obscene monthly rent (obscene to me, anyhow, considering I'm currently without job). Renting the house would save us a good chunk of cash, and I might even see if a 'rent-to-own situation' could be worked out. Also, duplex living has gotten old. We usually have nice enough neighbors, but they tend to be a group of four or five young adults splitting the rent who have a love of loud music and beer. I've had to ask them several times to keep it down so I could get some sleep (this was usually during the week day when I was gainfully employed). I really don't believe I should have to drag my tired ass out of bed, put on shoes and a coat and go out in my jammies to ask for common courtesy. That's not was society is all about.
We'll take a drive this evening to look at the house. Maybe it's time for a change.
We live in half a duplex in the suburbs and pay an obscene monthly rent (obscene to me, anyhow, considering I'm currently without job). Renting the house would save us a good chunk of cash, and I might even see if a 'rent-to-own situation' could be worked out. Also, duplex living has gotten old. We usually have nice enough neighbors, but they tend to be a group of four or five young adults splitting the rent who have a love of loud music and beer. I've had to ask them several times to keep it down so I could get some sleep (this was usually during the week day when I was gainfully employed). I really don't believe I should have to drag my tired ass out of bed, put on shoes and a coat and go out in my jammies to ask for common courtesy. That's not was society is all about.
We'll take a drive this evening to look at the house. Maybe it's time for a change.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Sex, Lies, and Videotape
Yes, that was the name of a movie. "But that's not important now". (A movie quote from one of the finest ever by the way)
Sex.
Remember my post about the camisoles? (Yes I'm a horrible husband of course) Last night Kitti wore the rib-knit one. Everything about her in that simple, comfortable, no-nonsense piece of clothing is &#$%ing hot!. Her boobs. Her boobs. (Did I say "her boobs"?) The non-rib knit camisoles have lighter fabric. Even though the fabric is thicker on the rib-knit variety, her nipples poke out like they're trying to hitch a ride. And dressed in that top she could hitch a ride anywhere she wants.
Blah Blah Blah... And then I eased the camisole strap down off one shoulder... slid the top down so it was just below the nipple ... sucked and kissed ... the other side ... breasts pushed together as I buried my face ... squeezed each nipple with my fingers as I kissed my way down to her ...
Kitti hasn't been one for multiple orgasms. My fault, her fault, physiology, time pressure, who knows. Also same for orgasms during intercourse (edited).
So I think I started a bit too extreme tongue lashing too quick, so she pulls me up to kiss her some more, my face and mouth covered with her taste. She's so, so hot with her breasts framed by the half-off camisole; the straps off her shoulders over her arms. We kiss passionately and she grabs my cock and uses it to play with herself.
Oops-I slip in - it feels so good to be inside naked. I pull out and quickly put on a condom before continuing.
The sex was incredible. Kitti is usually on the way down from her orgasm when we have intercourse, but this time she was on her way up.
I just can't describe how her heightened excitement pushed me over the edge. For one thing I didn't feel any pressure to finish up quickly. Afterwards I stayed inside and stroked her clit with my fingers, bringing her close to orgasm. Kitti's legs pulling together, the condom, and her pussy squeezing made it hard to stay inside, so my cock was replaced with a finger. Kitti had to work at it but had what appeared to be a very satisfying orgasm.
We talked about trying to follow the advice in She Comes First : The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman about getting her to orgasm once and then approaching a second one before 'penetration' so maybe it will be more mutual. I know that her pussy does amazing things when she's close!
If I haven't said it before, I really can't wait till Dr. Snip-Snip gives me the all-clear to ride bareback. Hopefully that will happen soon, I've ejaculated 16 times since the vasectomy and should be to 25 by next Thursday for my 3-week sample. If I'm lucky I'll have a first clear sample then, a second the next week, and a "hall pass" before our Thanksgiving trip.
Lies.
I'm not proud, but Jay did a bad, bad, thing. Been reading Kitti's email to ex BF. I think GH and his tales of Nerdboy got me paranoid, but it's no excuse. I had already hinted to Kitti that we should probably change our mail passwords. I should have just stopped what I was doing and not troubled her with my confession. I also foolishly tried to use something in the email to make a point. Bad. After watching Law & Order everybody knows that you can't prosecute based on illegal search and seizure.
I didn't get any that night, and that was probably well deserved.
Videotape.
We don't have a video camera, but I'd like to tape us sometime.
It's not about sending it to America's Funniest or having a neighborhood movie night. I'd really like to watch together and talk about what we do, how it could be different. Of course I'd be 'busy' as we watch. All tapes destroyed as you see fit.
I'd like to shoot some stills with the digital camera too. Kitti I think your camera has a remote doesn't it? If we got a real good one we could post it to the site. Otherwise I'd just frame an 8x10 for my office. Christmas cards too!
Sex.
Remember my post about the camisoles? (Yes I'm a horrible husband of course) Last night Kitti wore the rib-knit one. Everything about her in that simple, comfortable, no-nonsense piece of clothing is &#$%ing hot!. Her boobs. Her boobs. (Did I say "her boobs"?) The non-rib knit camisoles have lighter fabric. Even though the fabric is thicker on the rib-knit variety, her nipples poke out like they're trying to hitch a ride. And dressed in that top she could hitch a ride anywhere she wants.
Blah Blah Blah... And then I eased the camisole strap down off one shoulder... slid the top down so it was just below the nipple ... sucked and kissed ... the other side ... breasts pushed together as I buried my face ... squeezed each nipple with my fingers as I kissed my way down to her ...
Kitti hasn't been one for multiple orgasms. My fault, her fault, physiology, time pressure, who knows. Also same for orgasms during intercourse (edited).
So I think I started a bit too extreme tongue lashing too quick, so she pulls me up to kiss her some more, my face and mouth covered with her taste. She's so, so hot with her breasts framed by the half-off camisole; the straps off her shoulders over her arms. We kiss passionately and she grabs my cock and uses it to play with herself.
Oops-I slip in - it feels so good to be inside naked. I pull out and quickly put on a condom before continuing.
The sex was incredible. Kitti is usually on the way down from her orgasm when we have intercourse, but this time she was on her way up.
I just can't describe how her heightened excitement pushed me over the edge. For one thing I didn't feel any pressure to finish up quickly. Afterwards I stayed inside and stroked her clit with my fingers, bringing her close to orgasm. Kitti's legs pulling together, the condom, and her pussy squeezing made it hard to stay inside, so my cock was replaced with a finger. Kitti had to work at it but had what appeared to be a very satisfying orgasm.
We talked about trying to follow the advice in She Comes First : The Thinking Man's Guide to Pleasuring a Woman about getting her to orgasm once and then approaching a second one before 'penetration' so maybe it will be more mutual. I know that her pussy does amazing things when she's close!
If I haven't said it before, I really can't wait till Dr. Snip-Snip gives me the all-clear to ride bareback. Hopefully that will happen soon, I've ejaculated 16 times since the vasectomy and should be to 25 by next Thursday for my 3-week sample. If I'm lucky I'll have a first clear sample then, a second the next week, and a "hall pass" before our Thanksgiving trip.
Lies.
I'm not proud, but Jay did a bad, bad, thing. Been reading Kitti's email to ex BF. I think GH and his tales of Nerdboy got me paranoid, but it's no excuse. I had already hinted to Kitti that we should probably change our mail passwords. I should have just stopped what I was doing and not troubled her with my confession. I also foolishly tried to use something in the email to make a point. Bad. After watching Law & Order everybody knows that you can't prosecute based on illegal search and seizure.
I didn't get any that night, and that was probably well deserved.
Videotape.
We don't have a video camera, but I'd like to tape us sometime.
It's not about sending it to America's Funniest or having a neighborhood movie night. I'd really like to watch together and talk about what we do, how it could be different. Of course I'd be 'busy' as we watch. All tapes destroyed as you see fit.
I'd like to shoot some stills with the digital camera too. Kitti I think your camera has a remote doesn't it? If we got a real good one we could post it to the site. Otherwise I'd just frame an 8x10 for my office. Christmas cards too!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
A chaotic World / Universe.
I have always wondered about the chaotic way of the world / universe.It is chaotic by very nature. And life wouldn't be fun if it wasn't so.The voyage,maze of life is enjoyed when all forms of knowledge[chaotic knowledge :)] is imbibed.
Life is a voyage of self Discovery.
when i look back at my life , i wonder was it really me ? who did all the things i did ?. Life is a strange and mystic journey. You never know what happens.The suspense in the impending future is a thrill,a challenge.You never know what lies for you tomorrow.
I should defenitely say Life is short! So it is essential to make it sweet.
The Qustion is ?.if each one of us undersatnd the true meaning of life and start helping each other.Then the world is a distributed system with people as nodes with computing power coming together and bringing organisation into Chaos and thus defying the law of nature [chaotism!].
Life is a voyage of self Discovery.
when i look back at my life , i wonder was it really me ? who did all the things i did ?. Life is a strange and mystic journey. You never know what happens.The suspense in the impending future is a thrill,a challenge.You never know what lies for you tomorrow.
I should defenitely say Life is short! So it is essential to make it sweet.
The Qustion is ?.if each one of us undersatnd the true meaning of life and start helping each other.Then the world is a distributed system with people as nodes with computing power coming together and bringing organisation into Chaos and thus defying the law of nature [chaotism!].
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth
My family is full of upper-middle class W.A.S.P.s, so around Christmas time, I generally get some pretty cool shit. Especially since my birthday is five days before Christmas. I now present to you: "All The Shit I Got For Christmas / My Birthday!".
* Apple Ipod Mini (Silver)
* Transpod FM
* 16x DVD-ROM / 48x CD-R/RW
* Old Spice Shower & Shave Kit
* Four Pack Of Razors
* More Cologne Than you can Shake a Stick at
* $170.00
(Used Twards: Prince of Persia: Warrior Within, Metroid Prime 2: Echoes, Wavebird [Silver], and Nintendo DS)
* $50.00 Worth of Gamestop Gift Cards
(Used Twards: Nintendo DS)
* $25.00 Wawa Gas Card
* The Rat Pack: Boys' Night Out
* John Lennon: Rock 'N' Roll
* Solar System Blanket
* Candy x 3.14
* 2004 Walking Liberty Dollar
* Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door
* America: The Book
By: Jon Stewart
* I'm Just Here For More Food
* Apple Ipod Mini (Silver)
* Transpod FM
* 16x DVD-ROM / 48x CD-R/RW
* Old Spice Shower & Shave Kit
* Four Pack Of Razors
* More Cologne Than you can Shake a Stick at
* $170.00
(Used Twards: Prince of Persia: Warrior Within, Metroid Prime 2: Echoes, Wavebird [Silver], and Nintendo DS)
* $50.00 Worth of Gamestop Gift Cards
(Used Twards: Nintendo DS)
* $25.00 Wawa Gas Card
* The Rat Pack: Boys' Night Out
* John Lennon: Rock 'N' Roll
* Solar System Blanket
* Candy x 3.14
* 2004 Walking Liberty Dollar
* Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door
* America: The Book
By: Jon Stewart
* I'm Just Here For More Food
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