My 14 year old is standing behind a microphone and professionally recording some Broadway tunes as her Christmas present for her grandmother. Thus begins year 43 of this existence...as of today. Yes, she is really 14. Her sister is nearly 13. This is not easy to fathom as I still recall being that eight-year old with the rusted bike meeting his buddies behind the old Gulf service station to look at that first Playboy and feeling horribly guilty just flipping pages. Some days I still feel like that boy...others I wonder where he went. Either way, I have teenage daughters. I feel like my newest character in Adventures of Jamie as I keep thinking her opening line, How the hell did I get here? From the eight-year old altar boy to the [Read more...]
It was tempting to post for The Penis Project a certain video and to use it as part of my fictional Songbirds series...but that would not do the meme justice. The idea was to have the main character, Nigel...a shock-jock, giving his listeners an ear-full about his penis. Would have been a cute story, but not really honest. We fiction writers get paid to lie. Today, however... "...and now for something completely different." - Monty Python So how about beginning with the honest point that men are generally much more visual creatures than women, no? Anyone want to dispute this point? Of course there are exceptions, but it is men that buy most of the porn, and that is reason enough to accept this theorem. Women read more of the [Read more...]
Sitting in a silent office as my fingers tap this bit out on the keys. Has been some time since a "train of thought" piece has *ahem* graced these pages, but here goes... The end of August is when the melancholies always hit for the white stuff. Toronto has suffered through, generally, a pretty mild summer...other than the flooding...which compared to what my hometown of Calgary went through, was also mild. Temps have been mid-to-high twenties on the Celsius with a few days in the thirties plus the typical humidity...and yes, Toronto gets humid. Now, as already stated, bring on the snow! Perhaps not the best idea for sexcapades under the moonlight when it gets that cold, but it makes everything look so clean when that white [Read more...]
Ohhhh....is false Kinky Yoda, it is. The darkside I fear you fall to... Hard, it is, to stay in the light... Very hard...feel the hard... Wait...no...feel the Force
Okay...was supposed to post the new Savannah chapter this week...but it is not ready. Thanks to the rear end of my car being nailed by a youngster doing 70 kph behind me while I was stopped...well, real life got in the way. Regardless, Savannah will be back next week.
Specifically for @strandedgf's Okay, you try explaining to the girlfriend as she walks in..."This is for Sinful Sunday...now step away from the camera and no one will get hurt!"
Had a post all set for tonight, but the events in Toronto have set my mood back to a point that I simply cannot edit. One of the flood pictures was two blocks from my condo...and I am still on vacation at the Calgary Stampede. Everyone I have their, happy to say, is safe and sound...currently tucked in and sleeping...but I just want to get home. Regardless, back to our regularly scheduled program tomorrow.
This week I am hiding out in my hometown during the world's biggest rodeo...The Calgary Stampede...and nothing says cowboy and western like a certain fetish I have. Let's see if you can guess, shall we... Did you figure it out? Am I being too subtle? How about this one... Come on, now...you must have figured it out. Admittedly, even higher is better, but...okay, let's try another one. Yes, the boot...or in this case the cowgirl boot. Perhaps not as high as some, but jumpin' jehosafat do they look good when done up right. Something about that western garb is so hot and right now, flooded out two weeks ago or not, the City of Calgary is awash with gorgeous sexy cowgirl boots... As a football purist, I am not a big one on [Read more...]