There's a Blue Bird on my Window Sill and a Rainbow in my Sky
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Posted:Aug 21, 2009 2:04 pm
Last Updated:Mar 8, 2011 9:23 pm
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Well, it was actually more of a spider and it was on the screen outside my window, not on the sill, but it made me think of the song so that's why I had that as a title for my post. Besides, my poetic license was revoked a while ago and I haven't gotten it back yet. Oh yeah, and I now know, thanks to the internets, that, that particular song was sung by Doris Day.
So yeah, there was this spider hanging out on the screen of the window outside my office at work. All day. Not in the corner of the window, or off to one side, but right smack dab in the middle. It was a pretty big one too. At least, as far as leg spans go.
I found it to be a little disconcerting to have it there. I kept on finding myself checking over my shoulder to make sure it wasn't calling for reinforcements and getting ready to jump me. It never moved though. All day.
I was wondering if it was sleeping? After a long night of nocturnal nourishment kinda thing. I assume spiders sleep at some point.  I've heard it said that it's best to let sleeping dogs lie and I was thinking the same probably goes for spiders.
Now I'm wondering if it saw my window screen as some kind of super duper spider web type thing. Whether it felt that it had reached the Nirvana of nets, so to speak. I assume spiders can reach a state of Nirvana as well.
Anyway, it's gone now and that bugs me.
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Ou en Francais si vous voulez
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Posted:Aug 21, 2009 1:03 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:41 am
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I enjoy hopping on here every so often while I'm at work. For obvious reasons I can't bookmark this site, so I go to google each time and type in "adult personals" then select this site from the list of selections that come up. Google is so good.
Anyway, I noticed today that the Senior Sizzle link that popped up was linked to the France version of Senior Sizzle. The URL looked the same but it had /France tagged on to the end.
At first I thought I better practice my French and had a nice chuckle.  Then I noticed that the web site that I got to was just the same as always. Complete with the pictures of stunningly attractive 19 year old members that live just down the street from me.
So yeah, I almost, nearly, not quite went to France today. But not really.
Mon Dieu, J'ai besoin d'un vie. Or something like that.
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So this guys walks into a bar....
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Posted:Aug 5, 2009 10:41 am
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:42 am
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and sees a huge pickle jar absolutely full of money. Not just loonies and toonies, but also $20, $50 and even a few $100 bills. Curious, he asked the bartender about it.
"Oh that," said the bartender with a sly grin. "That there is the betting jar," he explained. "For a toonie you get a chance at winning the whole jar by completing three simple tasks."
"There must be over a thousand dollars in there!" Exclaimed the man, with his eyes lighting up with greed.
"Almost two thousand," the bartender confirmed happily. His sly grin turning momentarily to one of beaming pride. "You wouldn't care to make a wager would you?" he asked, with his sly grin returning.
"Well that depends," said the man. "What are the three tasks?"
"Ah," said the bartender. "It couldn't be simpler," he assured the man. "All you have to do is knock down Leroy over there with one punch," he indicated a hulking figure that the man hadn't noticed when he walked in, sitting on a stool near the door. Leroy nodded and stood up with a grin that was slightly less sly than the bartender's but more confident and a bit cocky. He was an imposing figure: standing well over six feet tall, with a bull neck and shoulders like tree trunks.
"Then you have to go out back and take an abscessed tooth out of poor Molly," added the bartender. "She's our pit bull and that tooth has been causing her a bit of bother. She's not been in the best of moods just lately." This produced a sort of chuckle from Leroy which was silenced by a look from the bartender.
"And finally," continued the bartender. "You have to go upstairs and pay a visit to Holly." His grin turned into more of one of derision. "She's a lady in her eighties who's been lacking a particular sort of attention just lately." This brought a guffaw from Leroy which was again silenced by a look from the bartender. "Your final task is this," he continued once more. "If you can complete the others and then bring Holly to an orgasm then this here jar, and all of it's contents, will be your's," the bartender finished, grinning wickedly.
"Well...," the man said, as he thought about it. Scratching his chin and staring at nothing. "I'll do it!" he stated finally, and placed a toonie on the bar.
The man walked over to Leroy who smiled down at him. And just as the bartender was starting to wish the man good luck, and scooping up the toonie, the man unloaded with a wallop that knocked Leroy off his feet and onto his keister on the floor.
Without pausing, and as the bartender watched in stunned silence, the man walked towards the rear of the bar and left by the back entrance.
The bartender looked questioningly at Leroy who was still sitting on the floor rubbing his jaw. Leroy shrugged sheepishly and got up to resume his post on the stool near the door.
From outside came the most awful clamor: barking and growling and the man's voice yelling and screaming in pain and anger. After a minute, there was a yelp from Molly and some whimpering and then the man came back in. His clothes were torn and dirty and he was bleeding from innumerable bites and scratches.
"Alright," he said, swaying on his feet. "Where's this old lady with the abscessed tooth?"
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My poetic license has been revoked!
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Posted:Jul 31, 2009 12:23 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:43 am
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If I told you that you I enjoyed looking at the south side of your north bound profile, would you look at me in bafflement?
If I mentioned in passing that my interest was piqued by the sight of your perfectly prodigious posterior, would you raise a quizzical eyebrow toward me?
If I shared an observation that I was enamoured of your arousing and harmonious buttocks, would you stare at me askance?
If I happened to state that, in my humble opinion, you had a wondrously rounded rump, would you give me a withering look?
If I said you had a nice ass, would you slap me in the face?
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Hooray for Summer!
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Posted:Jul 27, 2009 2:30 pm
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2011 12:43 am
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I don't usually like the weather to be too hot but I'm starting to view it in a different light these days thanks to all the scantily clad women I see when I'm out gallivanting around hither and yon. 
The reason I wanted to post about this was something that happened to me while I was travelling through the northern part of the Okanagan last week. It was pretty hot - about 34°C and I had stopped for lunch at a family style restaurant.
Now, in this restaurant they had a bench set up along the one wall where I was sitting, with tables set up for groups of two or four. Directly across from it there was a kind of divider in the middle of the room with another bench set up along it facing where I was and more tables set up for two or four. I was just starting to tuck in to my turkey sandwich when a family of 4 walked into the room. I raised my head from eating and like a magnet my eyes were drawn to the mother. She had medium length dark brown hair, a cute face with glasses over top of dark eyes and a kind of stocky build with rather large arms and shoulders. It was her legs that my eyes locked onto though and, I'm somewhat ashamed to say, were drawn to over and over while I finished my meal.
She was wearing a sleeveless denim blouse and a short, canvas type skirt. As I said my eyes were drawn to her legs. Especially as she sat down on the bench opposite me and scoochted along to sit in the corner spot. Her legs were fairly thick. Not fat by any means, but muscular. Her skin was nicely tanned to a pale brown and looked to be very smooth without a blemish to be seen. Her thighs especially were wondrously robust and looked perfectly smooth.
As she slid along the bench her skirt hiked up quite a bit; Right up to where I could see the curve of her buttocks. She was very careful though (worse luck) to hold her skirt down in the middle with her hand and kept her legs pressed tightly together. I was still quite a delightful view though.
After I managed to stop staring, I turned my attention back to my neglected turkey sandwich. My eyes seemed drawn to her legs though, seemingly of their own volition. Every time I looked up, there they were. I did make eye contact once, but she looked away so fast it'd be a wonder if she didn't get whiplash. After that, I felt sort of guilty and concentrated on not looking. Didn't work too well though and I was glad to finish my lunch and make my way out of there.
I know most women dress in such tight, revealing clothing for the simple and pragmatic reason that it's so darn hot. I hope they don't mind men like me appreciating their shapely beauty though. 
In fact, some women may even appreciate the attention in turn. Some may even get turned on by it I would think. But that may be pornography distorting my view of the world again. What do you people think?
Also, I wonder how women feel about how men dress in the summer time. Are there women out there appreciating seeing men in shorts and tank-tops (or no shirt at all)? Even if some men probably shouldn't take their shirt off in public places.
Comments? Questions? Technical difficulties? I sincerely appreciate any reply.
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and now a report from the BBC
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Posted:Jun 27, 2009 12:59 am
Last Updated:May 12, 2011 9:56 pm
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When I was surfing the web for porn not too long ago I came across a flash video title that caught my eye. It was called "BBC for MILF" or something like that. Anyway, I saw it and wondered what it meant. The vid cap image for the preview was all fuzzy and didn't enlighten me overly much as to the content, so I checked it out. I remember momentarily thinking, as the video loaded, that it may be something like The Naked News or something. Which in case someone might not know is a web service dedicated to delivering the news with "nothing to hide". Catching up on world events can be very interesting with beautiful woman stripping while reading the teleprompter. By the time you get to the latest from Iraq she's usually in the buff. Unfortunately, after having seen naked news I can never seem to view regular news casts in quite the same way. I keep on expecting something.... more. Anyways that's a topic for a future blog.
Also for those who may not know, BBC in porn terms stands for Big Black Cock. It has nothing to do with the British Broadcasting Corporation at all. Which I found out to my somewhat horrid fascination by watching part of a video of a middle aged blonde lady being impaled upon the cock of a 250 pound black dude.
Which brings me to another thought. I was wondering about the whole inter-racial thing. I mean back in the 70s and 80s I have heard it was quite the taboo and very racy even for pornography to have a white woman have sex with a black man. (Rest In Peace Marilyn Chambers.) But these days there is a whole porn genre and seemingly growing sub-culture dedicated to this form of interracial lust.
Now, in my admittedly perverted web surfing, I have come across more and more flash videos with interracial couples. Heck, I've even seen websites dedicated to nothing but helping white women and black men hook up. But the point is (pun not intended ) a lot of the videos I have seen are badly shot with a shaky home movie camera and have a man in the background, whom I would presume to be the lucky lady's boyfriend or husband. Sometimes he gives instructions on which position he would like to see or offer helpful suggestions to his surrogate in order to pleasure the lady more. From time to time he may check on his significant other to see that she is ok and still having a marvellous time: "You ok honey?" In a couple of the raunchier ones he may even offer some encouragement or moral support in order to better share more in the lady's evisceration: "You liking that honey?"
Now, all penis envy aside, I'm not sure if anyone else has heard the phrase "Once you go black, you don't ever go back" but looking back on some of these fascinating movies I've seen I can't help but think of it. How does this woman, who by all indications seems to enjoy the attention she receives, go back and have any kind of normal sex life with her husband or boyfriend? I mean, after being so thoroughly boinked (for lack of a better term) by someone who I would assume is much more endowed than her regular partner, wouldn't there be something missing? A few inches too short and a little thin? It would seem to me something like watching a regular news cast after watching Naked News. Wouldn't she be expecting something.... more? I know I'm curious.
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looking to be dominated
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Posted:Jun 25, 2009 10:00 pm
Last Updated:May 12, 2011 9:56 pm
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So, I'm curious about something and I'm hoping someone, somewhere can help me out.
As I cruise through the various profiles, and continue to be amazed at the gorgeous women who are on here , I keep coming across a very similar phrase time and time again. It's usually either "I am looking to be dominated by a man" or "looking for a dominant male" or something to that effect. It's not so much an S&M thing: with the whips and chains and the "thank you very much sir may I have another?" I know some people are looking specifically for that but that's not what the ones I am referring to are looking for. (I don't think) Anyway, I am very curious about all this.
I was watching a really hot home made video on here last night that had this couple going at it beside a river. The lady was in an almost contortionist position bent almost double with her hands on the rocks on the ground and the man was doing her from behind. After a few minutes he pulled out, to get his bearings I suppose, or make sure he was still in once piece I dunno. Anyway, the second he pulled out, the woman started to unfold herself from what had to be a most uncomfortable position, before she got halfway up though, he quite forcibly pushed the back of her head back down and slammed home again. She cried out and nearly fell into the water (which would have been pretty funny if you ask me). Anyway, they continued in this position until the guy pulls out again and she is allowed to get up and turn around while he finishes himself off in her general direction. It was a very raunchy, hot video and I found myself enjoying it, but I think it also made me start to wonder about women wanting to be dominated by a male.
First of all, I have to wonder, why? Why do there seem to be so many women out there who seem to want to be dominated in such a fashion? And why would anyone let themselves be treated in such a fashion?
Is it that they are lazy? It would seem so much easier on a person to just surrender and let another person have their way with them than to take the initiative and not be dominated and used like that. So much easier than being more assertive and taking more of an equal role.
Is it that they are scared? Afraid to take the initiative or too scared to be on an equal footing in the bedroom? Afraid of the responsibility that would seem to come with taking a more active role?
Is it simply a traditional gender role that most people generally fall into? IE: the man takes charge and the woman lays there like a sack of potatoes and enjoys it? Is it just the way things are in life?
I just have a difficult time understanding why women would not only let someone treat them like that, but to enjoy it and activley seek it out.
I guess it's similar to, or an extension of, something I have come across my entire adult life. So often I'll meet a nice, attractive girl and get to know her a little. Then as I get to know her more, I meet the boyfriend or husband who 9 times out of 10 ends up being a domineering, obnoxious, arrogant bastard who treats her like absolute garbage. Once or twice I have even asked a girl why she would be going out with them or married to (?!) when he treats her like that? The response always seemed to be the same: While shuffling their feet and looking at the ground they mumble "I don't know".
Comments? Questions? Technical difficulties?
I'm very curious about this and would sincerely appreciate anyone reading this post that can shed light on the subject.
F'sho
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