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I thought black and blue might be appropriate here!
Personality
I like to be light spirited and will go out of my way for a laugh or fun. I see value in being silly and serious.
In myself and others, I value intelligence, wit, creativity, and a sense of being well rounded. I value kindness. Usually ;-)
My glass is half full. I am a live-and-let-live type and think most things are gray more than black and white. I like to be good at whatever I do and extend this aspiration to my submission.
Social Information:
I had a conservative upbringing and have a non-conservative outlook. I can function in both worlds. Outside of family and work, socially I lean towards a non-straightlaced, non-conservative existence and crowd. I lean towards the liberal side of things, especially with respect to social issues. I prefer NPR over Fox news.
Hobbies, Interests, Passions:
Ways I like to spend my time: music (amateur laptop DJ, facilitate music at an ecstatic dance at a yoga gym), dancing (goth clubs to ballroom), photography (work displayed at fetish photography exhibit), BDSM, eclectic events (theme and costume parties, fire shows, fetish shows, art shows, Burning Man), movies, games, clubbing, going out, eating out, conversation and banter, occasional stints of performance, occasional sports (watching and playing), massage (completed school for Swedish massage). I enjoy that which requires creativity. Sometimes I write. Sometimes I sing in the shower--I am particularly fond of duets! Other subjects that interest me: holistic health, science, psychology, alternative philosophies and some aspects of metaphysics, philosophical discussions, some social issues (gender issues, race issues, mostly with an anthropological perspective), sexuality, cultures and languages (I have set foot in 12 countries and know profanities in multiple languages!).
BDSM Interests:
BDSM influences my social, intellectual, and artistic pursuits. I have been aware of my BDSM interests since early childhood. My experience includes various forms of submission: physical/corporal, service, worshipful submission, mental submission, more. I have not filled out the checklist because I find checklists, especially binary ones, too limiting. For me, BDSM is largely mental. The tone I assume varies from formal to relaxed and lighthearted based on whatever energy organically evolves. I love to see a woman in power and please her. I have had some wonderful moments through such experiences and have earned flattering comments consistently.
Physical Apperance:
I have dark hair, dark eyes, and a tan complexion. I appear to be in good shape, which I attribute to stretching (on the couch) and exercise (brisk walk from my car when I'm late). Thank you, Dad, for the excellent metabolism rate!
Ideal Person:
The more commonality I feel with a Domme, the more I am drawn to her. I am attracted to feminine charm, wit, a pretty face, pretty hands and feet, intelligence, independence, and confidence. Ideally, I would like to find a woman locally with whom I am compatible for BDSM and traditional romance (companionship and romantic love). I would be most compatible with someone with whom I feel attraction and chemistry, and who senses commonality as she reads the text above. I am also interested in the idea of a sub-sub couple that serves the same domme.
I take my not-black-and-white-but-grey philosophy to relationships also. I am also interested in non-romantic, non-sexual D/s relationships. It is still important for me to feel social attraction, and appropriate chemistry and connection based on common ground.
General Social Philosophy:
I see value in social networking. I have enabled introductions (for social relationships, or project collaborations) through such networking and realize that the same could happen for me.
When there are signs of compatibility for a relationship or friendship beyond networking, I think it is best to meet people without specific expectations and see what chemistry evolves and what level of relationship is seen appropriate by each person.
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So I was driving home after a late day of work a few nights ago. My default radio station (Austin's NPR affiliate) was playing Blue Monday: three hours of blues music. And on came this slow blues tune. The blues guitar was playing. And a man was singing just like they do in blues songs:
It's been 24 hours since she left (blues guitar crying) and it's 23 hours too long.
23?!
I began to wonder if the dude had his math wrong. Did he mean 25?
If he did mean 23 then what he is saying is that he can bear to be without her for one hour but after that it is too long. Wouldn't saying that he cannot bear to be without her at all be more, you know, blues like or something?
Anyway, I have decided that I am going to become a consultant for songwriters and review lyrics for math correctness before they are recorded and released to radio. |
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The Connection between New Phone and Feet
Many years ago I went to an Austin club called Polyesters. While I was waiting in line to enter, I noticed that the woman in front of me had cute feet.
Later that night a woman walked by and my eyes wandered down.
Oh look! It's the woman who was standing in front of me in the line!
I was amused that I was able to recognize women by their feet.
So what does this story have to do with a new phone? Well, my new cell phone has a photo ID feature where instead of the name the phone will display a photo of the caller. And so, yes, I am going to go around and take photos of feet of women who are in my phone book.
[ring, ring] Oh hey! It's Gail calling!
Hello? |
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Some Dommes are Just Impossible to Please
So I was at the home of this domme and she said she had a dream about me. She dreamt that I was cleaning her living area but taking some of the mess to her bedroom, including the garbage can from the kitchen.
So a little bit later I picked up the garbage can and approached her. I asked her if she would like for me to set it in the corner in her bedroom.
She first looked at me a bit confused. Then the look of confusion became a glare. Sea, I'm gonna...
I placed the garbage can back in the kitchen. Then I threw my arms up in despair and said that I try to make her dream become reality and it still is not enough.
Anyway, I am flattered that women dream about my service. |
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Good Things Come from Service
Service is a joy. And sometimes it leads to good things.
I had the joy of serving breakfast to two fabulous women who are roommates. I took along makings for a screw driver and a bloody mary. As time went on, I began to make myself a drink. However, by then the vodka had a limited number of drinks left in it. So to leave the vodka to make more drinks for them, I pulled out my flask of jack instead. Having no other mixer and having an itch for a bloody mary, I decided to be daring and mixed the jack with the bloody mary mix. First I thought I would call the drink Bloody Jack. But I then settled on Jack the Ripper. See, service led me to invent a new drink! I wonder what I will invent next time I serve ;-)
Here is yet one more good thing that came from that experience. I learned about this funny video (it's a spoof on the original) as they were watching it. The first link is the original and the second is the spoof. Soundwise, I like the spoof better. The Danzig impersonator is hilarious. And looking at the subtitles tells me that what I thought were random sounds are actually words!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygctbqBijFk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZHv3qO_Y8kk
So in the Danzig video, the voice was an impersonation towards a spoof. I thought the videos were also an impersonation, but I came to learn that they are not! And this discovery makes the video even funnier to me! It's funny because what I thought someone was doing as an exaggeration towards a spoof is actual footage from Danzig videos! I particularly enjoyed the faces he makes and the part where he waves his wolf to come on.....c'mon wolf, let's go!
I wonder what was going through his head at the time: Hmmm. This walking in the outdoors is nice but I think I'm going to go for a jog. Oh but wolf might get left behind. I'll tell him to jog with me. C'mon wolf, let's go for a jog.
Or maybe: Oh look! A deer! I haven't fed wolf yet. I'll go tackle the deer. C'mon wolf, let's go get you some venison for lunch...
And learning that the footage came from actual Danzig videos gives more meaning to the satire in the spoof, as well the message in it. Putting Danzig footage in a video by Shakira which chants her name compares Shakira to Danzig.
The video seems so professional--I wonder if a Shakira rival is behind it ;-)
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Metrosexual
I am a metrosexual because I moisturize my ass. That's right, my ass.
I heard somewhere (probably a metrosexual magazine) many, many years ago that you should shave immediately after the shower, and that using lotion before putting on shaving cream helps. So I do that. I am usually naked when I shave. And when I am done putting lotion on my face I have some excess residue of the lotion on my hands, which I proceed to wipe clean on my butt before reaching for the razor.
So there you go. That's moisturization of the ass. I bet I have a soft ass. ;-)
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
But on the Flipside
I went to Burning Flipside a few weeks ago. One night I was asleep in my tent and I awakened to sounds of raindrops on my tent. It was drizzling. Shit! I hope it doesn't rain! You see, I didn't put a tarp on top of my tent because I had forgotten the rope. What kind of BDSM guy forgets rope? So I looked to my side and there lay the tarp that was supposed to be on top of the tent. Good, I think to myself. It's within arm's reach. If it rains, there is no freakin way I am going out there to spread the tarp. I am just going to pull the tarp over myself in here. The drops stopped. It didn't rain. I returned to sleep without covering myself with a tarp.
Speaking of tents and not covering myself with a tarp (this time there is a connection), I next awakened in the morning to a sound of loud female laughter. My tent was adjacent to the kitchen tent and the window was open, which gave full view inside my tent.
I blinked a few times and looked around. I saw no one. As I looked around I noticed I was wearing only boxers. And I had morning wood! And the wood had made it's way out the fly, greeting all who were to look inside the tent! It was full view inside my tent of my tent, or rather tent pole. So I tucked the lad back under his blanket and went back to sleep.
I remain wondering if the erection is what had caused the laughter. And if so, was it the situation, or is my erection funny looking? I will be sending out cock shots to solicit your opinions. |
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Here are some posts that shed light about how my mind works:
Multiple posts of creative writing (BDSM based humor, sorry no erotica :p ) with multiple updates:
http://www.collarchat.com/m_722767/tm.htm
Posts on these pages.
http://www.collarchat.com/m_1990013/tm.htm
http://www.collarchat.com/m_1788134/mpage_1/key_/tm.htm#1788176
http://www.collarchat.com/m_1756749/mpage_1/key_/tm.htm#1757153
http://www.collarchat.com/m_1774399/mpage_1/key_/tm.htm#1774863
http://www.collarchat.com/m_1777953/mpage_3/key_/tm.htm#1788386
http://www.collarchat.com/m_2599148/mpage_4/tm.htm
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| Age: 23 |
| Cape town,
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