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Haven't posted on here in forever.
Things are going well. The adventures continue. I have been watching True Blood and I have to admit I like this season.
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Let's face it. People eat crap.
http://www.understudy.net/archives/00000179.html
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Let's make a few things simple. I am chaos. I thrive in it. I create it. This is not a bad thing or an evil thing. It is simply what I am.
If you chose to view this on simple terms of good and evil then look at this way. I am the uncontrolled anger. The darkness that festers in everything. I am destruction. The eater of souls. I am also growth, physical , mental, and spiritual(without control). I am the original thought, inspiration, and variety. I am creation.
While it may seem that I am without rules or structure it is out of my energy that order is created. Order does not create chaos. Chaos creates order. That wonderful unsightly paradox is the very nature of chaos.
When you look at that from a D/s aspect it can be an intimidating feature. Subs and slaves who want rules and order in their life will see this as a direct contradiction to their desires. And it is. It should be. The bringing together of chaos and order is how new energies are created. A top who does not repeat things over and over in such a way they become boring. To a bottom that needs a foundation on which they can kneel.
Chaos is without borders and can seem like falling in the bottomless pit to a sub. Yet order seems like the walls closing in on you with a clock telling when you will be killed.
Chaos creates but it doesn't build. That is where order comes in. Chaos feeds the imagination but can be blind to reality. Chaos breaks rules order makes them.
Order is perfection without growth. Planning with no spontaneity. Rules with no exceptions. Order does not adapt. Chaos does not conform. Order is predictable. Chaos is uncertainty.
I don't apologize for what I am. I sit there and see subs and slaves who claim they want rules and regulations and I wonder if they aren't going to be bored. Usually the best time people have is when they break the rules. I understand the need for a certain stability in one's existence. That doesn't mean I am going to condone it.
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I went to a Beyond Leather event last night. I had a fabulous time. Took a person who was somewhat new to the scene. She had a fabulous time.
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I have added another entry to my website. The topic is some bad logical thinking involving a radio show host, neglectful parents, and my wife.
http://www.understudy.net/archives/00000177.html
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I made some updates to my profile. Relatively minor one's so that are not to different.
Last night I was at a great party and did a nice bit of shallow needle work on kaitlyn.
The avocados are getting ripe time to make some fresh guacamole.
Note to self: order more needles and another sharps box.
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So I sent out a message to someone on Collarme. I sent out some questions in the message based on the information in their profile. Yes, I actually read the profiles and journals of people on Collarme. The reply I got was most interesting in that the robot never bothered to read my message.
If you give me your email and ask me to chat via email or an IM on the first email you are a bot. At least read the content of the email I send.
Bots get reported. Die bots die!
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Friggen Amazing. I have pictures in my profile. I don't need to attach them to my emails. I am not hiding. Just take a second to look at the profile.
Please also remember I screen all of my sub's email. Try to read her profile before you send an email.
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Well the adventure in Tassie is coming to an end. I head home in the morning. I could easily stay hear another 2 months and have a different adventure everyday. Even if I went back to some of the places I have already been.
Some notes on being a husband. Your job is that of scapegoat. It's your fault no matter what. Even if you are right. Truth and justice have no place in a marriage. You can be right or you can be married.
Yes, for men this is a huge blow to our ego. it is tough for us as creatures of logic to accept this. If you want to stay married swallow your pride and remember the wisest saying of all. "And this to shall pass."
Why mention this when describing my trip to Tassie. It is prep for what is coming. I have learned I can break the Internet even if I am nowhere near the computer. The car battery dies because I did or did not do anything to the car. I could even be the sole responsibility for global warming. But I am still married and that is what matters. (Yes, there is some sarcasm in there)
We turned in the rental car yesterday with no damage and a full tank of gas.
Our last trip is a boat trip around adventure bay in Bruny Island. I save the best for last. Now you have to meet the bus that takes you to Bruny Island at the Visitor Center at 7:50 am. Since we no longer have the car we will walk over. It's not far and we have walked it before. But the walk is about 15 minutes.
Now my wife is wonderfully organized. She sets aside the money for each event separately. It at times seems almost anal..... Okay it is, but I just had a trip to Tassie without going into debt. So she can manage the money whatever way she wants.
Now we get up initially at 5:30 because the lorikeets are awake and my wife wakes up and is convinced we have overslept. I look at the clock and mourn the half hour of sleep I was still due and will never get.
But at 6am we are up and getting ready. Shower, dress, breakfast, and all the usual morning routine to get ourselves ready to go to the location. It is a a quarter past seven, right on time. I ask is everything ready and we go.
Now we get to the bus station and meet with the tour captain and get signed in. I then ask my wonderful wife whom I love very much and is not allowed to kill me. If she has brought the money for the trip which is getting ready to leave.
In the movies this part is refereed to as dead silence.
My wife has left the money on the counter in the hotel room. Now I don't freak out. I still have my credit card and all she has to do is pay back the credit card when we get home(see this is why I could never be a complete simple living type, credit cards are useful on occasion). Now I mentioned I didn't freak out. My wife has. And it's my fault.
Yup, your faithful poster is 100% completely responsible for all ills in the world, strike that the universe. Why is this my fault? I rushed her. Yes, the hour plus we had to get ready this morning wasn't enough. Also I did not explicitly go though each detail before we left this morning. I should not have asked "Are you ready?" I should have asked if each piece of clothes was on in a satisfactory manner, if the teeth were brushed properly, was the morning consumables adequately digested, and did she remember to secure the funding for the event.
So I am now getting the silent but not subtle wrath of my wife for again failing to perform adequately as a husband , excuse me as a human being.
My comment on not having to worry because we have an adequate solution will not remove the icey cold stares at my tender soul. Even though my solution is satisfactory it was not the original plan. And after market plans are evil that do nothing more than support the terrorist, contribute to global warming, and equate to taking candy from babies.
Men who have been married for a while understand they must endure these moments of anguish for the few moments of bliss that come between them.
And this bad mood will pass too.
So off we go toward Bruny Island. I will endure the tortures of the Spanish Inquisition for the first part of the ride over. But I know she will be in a better mood when the boat ride begins.
The Tassie spirit is that the adventure isn't in the finish but in getting there. And our ride over was wonderful. We had two Tassie guides who promised to tell us everything about Tasmania and if they didn't know it, they would make it up. Sarcasm is an art in Tasmania used liberally and without political correctness. It was wonderful to be among people who just aren't concerned about minor details. My Irish background stood out like sore thumb and everyone had fun with me. It was great. It is funny that I didn't stand out as an American but as an Irish man.
The Bruny Island is a small island off the southern coast of Tasmania. It has a population of about 600 many of whom work for the charter or use the island as home for their fishing job.
The north section of the island has some very nice woodlands and sheep farms. The south section borders the south seas and is a national park. And is battered by the weather from the south seas. The further south you go the fewer trees you will see. More shrubs and mosses in the southern area. But for me that was not the best part. The incredible rock formations. They are magnificent. When you view the photos and you realize that your faithful poster has taken over a hundred pictures of rocks be kind. I realize you cannot go ooh and ahh over each picture. They will never reflect the details and beauty in them and after the first twenty or so you will probably get bored. I understand.
The water is clear but very deep so you will not always see the bottom but watching a sea lion swim under your boat is incredible. If the whales come by it is a religious experience. The Cromerants use the rock faces as nesting grounds. The sea lions use them as a way station for those not worthy of a harem on the beach. Note for the sensitive of smell. Sea lions in zoo smell like rose petals compared to what you will smell when the wind that smell under your nose. And it is never appropriate of your wife to comment and ask "What have you been eating?" She could end up as fish food. But you will still love her.
The rocks, wildlife, and swells and 3 outboard mercury engines make this an E ticket ride. If you get motion sickness you may want to take something before you get on the boat. However it is worth it. Even if you turn so green you match the sea. Well at least it was to me, but I didn't get sick. My twinkle in my eye of six years did great until we started pulling thirty knots and 8 foot swells on the ride back following some albatross. Then she just sat there and tapped her heel on the floor like a low powered chipping hammer. I mentioned we could go back and smell the sea lions. Yes, revenge is best served cold but since I can be responsible for all the ills of the universe, I can at least take the blame for the waste matter of natural sea lions.
The boat ride is 3 hours but you would never notice it unless you are turning green in which case it may seem like three years. But hey, I was feeling fine. And no they are not going to cater the boat ride for the squeamish. Simply because the seas didn't get the note from PC police. When the ride was over I felt amazed. It was simply an incredible event.
On the ride back they stopped at a lookout point. You have 239 steps to climb to reach the top. And everyone of them my wonderful soul mate would mention that she lives in Florida because it is flat. And that you don't have to do this in Florida. Now for some reason the tour captain mention there were 238 steps to the top. Someone on our party counted them and came up with 239. Without missing a beat out captain said "Well there were 238 last week." The whole group laughed.
We stopped at an oyster shack also on the way back to the ferry. You get a dozen shucked oysters for $10. They don't have cocktail, Tabasco, or any other spicy sauce as I mentioned before. However these oysters are so good you eat them plain. Mine didn't last the length of the driveway. I offered the empty shells to our captain as gratitude for our wonderful adventure. Leave it to the Irish to offer the scraps as a gift. I thought I was going hurt myself laughing so hard. An Aussie accent makes it seem so much funnier than my nasty type.
It was a fabulous time.
Now I have to get packed remind my better half to bring the tickets because if we get stuck here it would be my fault. Yet I am can't find the negative in getting stuck in Tassie.
27 hours in flying sardine can now that is a test of fortitude.
More pictures with lots of rocks: http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=119
Sincerely, Brendhan
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Well here is an early entry into my adventures in Tassie.The reason being I have to get up early for tomorrow's adventure. So I will toss this in before I go to bed. Today's
travel went to a town called Sorell. We drove through it yesterday on
our way to Wineglass Bay. The town is literally the fork in the road
for your travels. When the Tasman Highway reaches this town it forces
you to make a left or a right. If you go left You are going toward
Wineglass Bay. If you go right you are going toward Port Arthur. Our
first stop was Sorell Fruit Farm. Which is just opened for the U pick
season last weekend. U pick fruit is a little different here. Yes you
can get strawberries. As a matter of fact in November it is the only
thing you can get. Last weekend was opening weekend. You would have
thought they had gleaned the fields that first weekend. There were lots
of strawberries but finding ripe one's was the trick. We found plenty
though. The Sorell Fruit Farm however has all
sorts of fruits that you can pick as they become ripe. So what the heck
is a Tayberry. And the reason I want to know is the bees were working
the blooms like there was an open bar. The fruits become more and more
available as it gets close to January with that being the peak of
picking fruit season in Tassie. Did I mention the seasons are reversed
here. So with a couple of bins of Strawberries, a
very happy wife, and more road tripping to go we head out to road
continual reminding myself at each intersection to look right left
right not left right left. And look over shoulder if your walking.
Because they come at you from behind. We had the
benefit today of a gorgeous sunny day, complete with a nice wind off
the Antarctic just to remind you how close you are to the south seas.
Actually it was warm today. So when we found this gorgeous shallow bay.
You could easily walk out 500 meters and never get your knees wet. I
believe this is only possible in low tide. I suspect high tide would
probably add a meter or two. This area would be
remenescent of the Bahamas or Bermuda. The nice thing was since the
water was shallow it was warm. The bad thing it has these little crabs.
Now there is a great eco system here. Lots of bivalves that the crabs
like to eat. The Sea Gulls eat the crabs. And when the Sea Gulls die
other sea creatures help decompose them which the clams eat. However
there is one thing to upset this delicate eco system. Toes. That's
right, little appendages on the end of your foot are a crab delicacy.
They look at them like sausages and in Tassie everyone eats sausages.
So here I am arguing with this crab over possession of my toes. I move
my foot left the crab moves left, I move right the crab moves right. I
move my foot forward he puts his claws up and whips out seasoning. Ok,
not quite but it is very interesting to see these little crabs with
bodies about the size of a quarter not running away from you. Best
defense make a bird shadow and squack like a sea gull if the crab
doesn't run away, it will die of laughter. We
made a stop at the Tasman Devil Conservation Park. They work at
Rehabilitating Tassie Devils and finding a cure for the oral cancer
that is afflicting the the Tassie Devil. Apparently this cancer is also
contagious among Tassie Devils. Who apparently squabble and fight
frequently. One of the reason for some much visible road kill is the
lack of Tassie Devils who are basically the roadkill collectors in
nature. I didn't dare suggest that oil, radiator, or brake fluid
getting on the roadkill may have contributed to this issue. They may
have fed me to one of these things. Now Tassie
Devils are a bit weird(like so much else down under). The Tassie Devil
is a Possum (Okay actually it's a marsupial) but it has the tail of a
possum and the build of one also. I don't mean a bush or ring tail
possum. I am talking the American version that is the size of house cat
and on rare occasion is rumored to feign death in order to avoid being
eaten. So this Tassie devil is a Possum that is oversized and has razor
sharp teeth that can bite through bone. It eats meat, not fruit,
veggies, or the occasional one that tries to get into my beehives. It
prefers it raw also. And when they are distressed and or threatened
they are loud. They also on rare occasion when fighting spin wrestle on
each other. Not like the cartoon character made famous by Bugs Bunny /
Road Runner. But not to far off either. The park
is short and basically keeps on it's premises animals that can't be
reintroduced to the wild. So they have some friendly roos and
wallabies.They also have a goose with green on it's bill. They are not
friendly and look similar to what I saw at the game reserve yesterday
except these at the reserve were gray. These geese like to stand on one
leg like a Flamingo with it's knees on properly. The whole park can be
covered in a half hour. It is basically a nice little tourist trap they
use to help raise money to help rehabilitate devils get them off highly
addictive fruits and veggies and back on raw meat. Okay I joke about
the fruits and veggies but they help those that are injured or orphaned
and can be reintroduced. We continued to Port
Arthur. Now Port Arthur in it's day was a prison city. The prisoners
were brought into Port Arthur and assigned one of a variety of tasks
from quarry to boat building or something else. Port Arthur only held
the men and boy prisoners the females went to the female factory which
Janel and I went by on our bike down Mt. Wellington. Basically
Port Arthur was a self contained city in some ways. There is an
interesting situation that came about because of Port Arthur and helped
contribute to it's closing. It worked. They would rehabilitate
prisoners and give them a trade. Many of them would leave Port Arthur
able to read, write, and have a skill which they could use to earn a
living. Sounds good right? The problem was the townsfolk were
complaining about losing jobs to reformed prisoners. Who had a trade
when they came out of prison. So what happened was they enacted a
parole system and basically closed down Port Arthur. Now my wife has basically consolidated the history of Tasmania to these bullet points. Blah
Blah Blah Van Deimen's Land Blah Blah Blah Built by convict labor in
the 1800's Blah Blah Blah Destroyed by fire Blah Blah Blah. Now that is a bit oversimplified but I love it when she let's her sarcastic side out. Some
notes on the ocean water. it is usually a bit choppy or very deep which
contributes to the lack of clarity you might expect when you visit.
This isn't the Bahamas. However on a nice day the water will rival
anything the Bahamas has to offer. The problem is it only lasts a short
time. Tasmania is surrounded by the South Sea which is a vicious
section of water. Calm and serene it is not. Now imagine being some 15
year old convict stuck below deck in irons with cold antarctic water
seeping in and rough seas. Maybe next time you won't steal that coat
just because your freezing to death in the middle of winter in the
cesspool that was London at the time. More pictures: http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=118
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I head home on Thursday.
Vegimite is like a jelly spread made of
veggies. It isn't horrible. but it is an acquired taste. They usually
put it on toast. They have wonderful debates on whether you should put
it on thick or thin.
Apple and Pear stands are all over country.
These people are trusting. Basically they are just open stands with
bags of apple and pears and an honor box for payment. In the states
this is refered to as free food.
The country side is gorgeous. No billboards.
Some
notes on traffic laws. Parking signs say 1P or 2P or something like P5.
It may even say 4P meter. Basically this means this 1P is parking one
hour. 2P is two hours parking. Not be confused with P5 which means 5
minutes. The number is after the P not before it. If the word meter is
on the sign that means you poy to park there for up to so many hours.
If you don't pay the ticket is $25
Since there is a lack of
artificial colors chocolate milk is still basically white. Chocolate
milkshakes are also basically white. However they are heavy on the
blender. They make their shakes pretty thin. If they ever had a Frosty
from Wendy's they would think it was a food joke.
Lobster is
not called lobster. It's Crawfish, which is nothing like the New
Orleans delicacy that comes in a bite size snack.? Also it's Craw-Fish
(kraw-fish) not (cray-fish). And they have no idea what a crawdad is.
My wife has been thrilled to notice the lack of Mosquitoes.
Today
we drove up to Freycienet Park and Wineglass Bay. This is a gorgeous
drive. It is rement of driving the Pacific Coast highway around
Pacifica and Half Moon Bay. The roads are narrow and winding. In
driving school they teach you to drive with one hand at 10:00 and one
at 2:00. That is a recipe for disaster here. You have one hand at 12:00
and the other on the shifter. If you want to rent an automatic in
tassie you pay extra if they even have one. If you can't drive a stick
you are in a bit of hurt. They really don't have those down here.
The
long and winding roads have a speeds of anywhere from 25k to 100k and
feel like you are on an wild ride at the amusment park. It is great
driving.
Small sidenote: Tassie has very dry air. You must drink lots of water while you are here. Else you get dehydrated.
I
mention this because my wife failed in this. And driving on this set of
roads is like a carnival ride. She got car sick. There are no emergency
lanes.
Warning it is not nice to snicker when wife is getting car sick.
The
drive to Wineglass Bay is about 2-3 hours. I suggest for your first
time you double it. There are many gorgeous bays and beaches along the
way you will want to stop at. There are also wineries you will want to
stop and sample a few glasses at.
So as we made our way to
Freycienet Park we stop at one of the beaches and checked the area out.
Saw some starfish and gorgeous shells.
When we finally reached
Freycienet Park we went to a game reserve they have there. There is an
abundance of huge ducks that hang out there. It is a prime hunting
area. My wife thanked me in advance for getting us shot. Meanwhile it
was off season. The ducks never let you get close but in a few pictures
you might see a few of them. You will also learn every little island or
growth in the lake is fake and used by hunters for camoufloge. They
place tall grasses around a frame and hang out inside. And with the
good aussie spirit most of the frames are made up of signs and posts
that restrict certain activities.
Now wildlife in Tassie is a
bit different. In the city you are not likely to see much. Maybe a
Bitarong that has escaped from a nearby wildlife park and that is about
it. However for roadkill you will see all sorts. We say dead Platapus,
Wallibies, Wombats, Tasmanian Devils, and maybe a fox(debatable).? But
live wildlife is tough. Now I know why most of it is nocturnal and
avoids human contact for the most part.
Well I get the
exception. I was driving back from the game reserve on a unsealed
road(dirt road). And in the middle of the road is a huge Echinda. This
is not some small cute little thing it's huge. So we follow it back to
an empty stump took some photos and left it alone. My wife refered to
it as the most tramatic five minutes of the Echinda's live. I refered
to it as the perfect moment in my vacation.
As we drove through the Park we saw soem Wallybe. Even one with a baby in the pouch.
We
finally made it to the main area of the Park. I would recommend if you
ever want to go camping and hiking go here and dedicate at least 4
days. Yes you can easily spend that much time there if not more. We
went simple and took the 3 hour excersion to Wineglass Bay lookout.
This area is simply amazing. The path right now is not easy. It isn't
handicap accesible. They are building a wimpy boring path that will be
finished next month but this was much more fun. I have to admit though
I was a bit discouraged by the gent who insisted on jogging up the
path. Setting his watch checking his heartbeat made me feel like I was
back in the states. I felt like chasing him with a pack of cigs and
some twinkies yelling you forgot something. But that would mean I would
have to exert myself and find a pack of cigs and twinkies.
I have to admit I was just stunned by how amazing this trip was. If this place had some heat it would be just about perfect.
More pictures: http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=117
One
small note I mentioned before the lack of pennies. The one place they
will get you with that is at the gas station. They always round up to
the nearest nickel or dime. So remember that when you pump your petrol.
When
you are lounging around in you hotel room make sure you have a bag of
Tim Tam's. It a chocolate biscuit (cookie) that is just fun to munch
on.
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It's not a cookie it's a biscuit. Vegimite is um....interesting. Road signs in Tassie are interesting. "Slippery when Frosty" "100 kph, it's a limit not a challenge" You don't pass here, you overtake. And you better stay in the left unless you are overtaking. The sign with the number surrounded by the red circle that is the speed limit. They have cameras everywhere, you may view them as a means of contributing to the local economy. You don't dial 911 you dial 000 Tow services operate 24/7 and take just as long to get to you. If
you don't like the "All Blacks" you are not a bigot you are a futbol
fan. The "All Blacks" is the name of New Zealand's team. Please do not
confuse futbol which is soccer with Australlian Futbol which is more
like American Football minus the padding. And none of which is rugby. We
drove out to Huon National Forest and went to the Tahune Airwalk. It is
a gorgeous drive that is similar to driving through the north Georgia
around Ellijay or Blue Ridge. I didn't take a lot of pictures on the
drive because I was more concerned about staying on the road. They
don't have interstates and each car coming at you seems like an
inevitable head on collision. I tend to over compensate slightly and
drive with the passenger wheels on the side of the road. This makes my
wife nervous. However I am much more comfortable dealing with oncoming
traffic. She will adjust. My wife keeps reminding
herself that the wind is refreshing and envigourating. Instead of
mentioning the antartic winds are cold and colder. Did I mention it's Spring going to Summer here. Did I mention I live in a swamp. More Pictures: http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=116
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Some notes on Tassie.
The hotel room doesn't use the plastic
card some many US hotels use now. They still use keys. However it is a
really wierd shaped key. It looks like a U.
The oven temp is in centigrade. I mentioned that so I don't burn the kangaroo or lamb.
I
got my rental hot wheels car. No problems driving on the left. The
problem is I keep turning on the window wipers instead of the turn
signal.
They don't make U turns at intersections. That is what the round abouts are for.
Since
the water in Hobart comes off Mt. Wellington the water is very cold.
They don't use ice in their drinks. They really don't need to.
My wife is now keeping a small bottle of ketchup in her purse. Here ketchup is Tomato Sauce. Tomato Paste is what goes on Pasta.
Salemanca
Market is awesome. This right now is also the middle of the political
season for .au . There are all sorts of interesting political views in
.au . Voting is complusary. You don't vote you get a fine. Now
technically all you have to do is sign in at the polling station you
don't actually have to vote. You can even mark your ballot in caryon to
make sure your vote doesn't count. Elected officials must vote with
their party. If they don't they are kicked out. All this you can learn in the market while having one of 600 varieties of sausage or brawtwerst.
I
have learned if you want the good spicey food go to the indian
resturants. The curries are amazing. The younger generations prefer the
spicey foods however many of the resturants still cater to an older
crowd which eat like the older British do. The older British do not eat
spiced foods.
I got to meet a friend, Nick. I have been chatting
with Nick on the IRC for almost 7 years. Nick was the person who helped
my first switch to FreeBSD and away from windoze. It was a great time
to meet Nick and his girlfriend Laura.
I ran into a few
beekeepers in Salemanca Market. Not one had less than 200 hives. Great
people across the board. Most of the hives are way the hell out there.
There honies are very thick. They have some amazing tastes. They also
crystalize very quickly. I slipped in a few plugs for beemaster.com.
Last
night Janel and I went to something called Fashion Fantasia. A fashion
show of wearable art. A great show. The outfits were all custom and
avante garde. http://www.fashionfantasia.com.au/index.cfm
They won't let you take photos so I don't have any from the event.
More photos for you to enjoy. http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=115
Sincerely, Brendhan
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We took the Mt. Wellington Bike Descent Tour. It was incredible. Make
some notes if you actually drive your car up there be aware of the
following. It gets extremely windy. Hold onto your door when you open
it or the wind may blow it right off the hinges. Also there is a major
radio tower up there. It messes with the electronics on the cars. You
car may not start.
When did a kayak of the bay which was ok but I would pass on next time.
Note to self: The
shopping carts here have all four wheels capable of turning it makes it
a bit wierd at first that your shopping cart can go sideways.
http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=114
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Note to self. Pick up International Drivers Permit before traveling to .au
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Well here are a few photos of some of the stuff we have done in our brief time in Tasmania.
The 102907 album is the day we arrived and took a bit of time recovering. The 103007 is us going to the Royal Botanical Garden.
I went and cooked up some Kangaroo on my first night. That is great stuff.
http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=110
http://www.brendhanhorne.com/coppermine_dir/thumbnails.php?album=111
Sincerely, Brendhan
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I have been traveling so much for work that it has been tough to keep up with everything. I took my slave to Tasmania for our sixth anniversary. It was incredible.
Lots of wonderful photos and were taken. I will repost the tale of the trip over the next few days with the links to the photos.
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I have been receiving collarmemails from members asking me to correspond through their email accounts. Since there is way to much spam and scamming going on out there. I will not respond to email address without having some correspondence through the collarme mail. If you send me a collarme mail asking me to write to you via your email I will not respond.
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I was in Los Angeles for a couple of days. I got the opportunity to attend. Malediction Society, The Dungeon, and Bondage Ball. I had a great time at all of them except Malediction Society which was probably more of the fact that it was a just a goth dance club that anytype of Fetish event and the club manager was a bit of a prick. The Dungeon and Bondage Ball were excellent. Thanks to all the wonderful people I met there. I did six hours of violet wand demos at Bondage Ball. A great time had by all.
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My neighbor's boat has a bee colony living it.
You can see the pics here
http://www.understudy.net/images/boat_pics/index.html
The bees get relocated this weekend to my yard. Now what could I do with that honey. >:)
Sincerely,
Brendhan
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As with so many others , the chat thing does not work for me. I cannot honor chat requests. Maybe I should just post Brad Pitt's home phone number instead.
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I am a meanie master >:) I got my primary submisive (wife) to fill out a profile on collarme.com . You can look up kaitlynblade or go to http://www.collarme.com/bdsm/v/215404/details.htm Now go say nice things to her.
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Okay, I updated some of the information on my profile. I hate the way they lay this stuff out. They make no seperation for Dom activities and submissive activities. So let me make this clear. Activities I enjoy in the BDSM lifestyle I have preformed as a dom. Also I am not a sports fan. I enjoy biking and skydiving, but I do not spend my weekends watching sports on TV. I have a life.
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Okay there are a lot of people in here with questions, I think that is awesome. One thing I can highly recommend is if you haven't done so please find out if there is a BDSM community near you that holds munches and/ or teaching events. Google is your friend. If you are in the south Florida area there are munches, teaching groups and play events. I am encouraging you to check it out as a chance to answer question , learn new things and meet like minded individuals in a safe enviroment. If I have sent you a email it is because I hope that you will attend one of these functions. If you are nervous bring a partner or friend with you. If you want dates and times send a message through the email on the profile.
You will find that you get your questions answered a lot faster than hoping I will appear online again soon. I do still work for a living. :)
I am still willing to answer questions for those who send them. I don't know everything but I have come to realize I have been doing this for a long time and I have a pretty good idea on most topics. :)
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I have to admit I have no interest in keeping another journal on another site. I already have my own website. I keep my notes there. Since the rules don't allow me to post the url I won't. Also I keep no real notes on my BDSM lifestyle on the site . I really have no reason to. If you have questions ask me. I might answer them. Well I will give one hint as to my website. My nickname is it. If you see a big eyeball when you go to the page you are there.
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