So Mike has been in town and yesterday he, I, his friend Karen, and Lolita took ourselves off to five hours of liquid satisfaction at Spa Castle. Bliss is a well placed jet of water. If you’re a New York resident or planning a visit, make your host take you there: it’s like a civilized… Continue Reading
Monthly Archives: May 2009
Hooray for Visitors…
Especially hot ones! Tags: daily photo, friends, gnome, sex
Pop culture knows what I want…
These days, there are two billboard images that give me that special warm feeling down below to the point that I’ve bean developing a couple of crushlets. Firstly, I’m not much into medical play, but I’ve been hypnotized by the above picture of sneering butch medi-dommme Edie Falco in her new series. Since I don’t… Continue Reading
I’ve been filing…
…like someone who likes to file. It took almost two months, but I’ve managed to get my work desk from this to the state you see above. And that doesn’t mean that I just shoved the stacks off camera, either: with some stellar assistance from someone here in the office, I’ve managed to break the… Continue Reading
Meet and Meet again…
It’s one of those meeting days at work, where we’re going from one long meeting to the next. In between I have the attention span of a gnat. At least my desk is getting closer to being cleaned off and the file system on my computer is more in order. Every few minutes I pic… Continue Reading
Angry? Blame Hiram Johnson…
“In 1911, Johnson and the Progressives added initiative, referendum, and recall to the state government, giving California a degree of direct democracy unmatched by any other U.S. state.” It seems clear that Johnson believed that direct democracy could counter the machinations of entrenched special interests (in his day, mostly industrial trusts). What he could not… Continue Reading
Softee is as Softee does…
So yesterday Thor came over to help me contend with the forces of It-which-must-not-be-named (the laundry), which caused us to have many trips into the sunshine of my neighborhood. He was a valiant Wash Warrior. And then, at the very moment that we were bringing in the last folded loads, we heard the tinkle of… Continue Reading
I’m not a wedding photographer…
But someplace up in the great white north this fantastic pair of people have just now tied the broom, or jumped the knot, or rumpled the chuppa or whatever. I couldn’t make it there to wish them my best in person, but if I had been there I would have raised a glass and said:… Continue Reading