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This is our City of Angels (and Porn Stars)!!! Have you ever wondered what’s is really going on here in Sexland what we call Los Angeles which is the "Internet" and "Movie" Porn capital of the world?
My blog (hopefully) will be funny, witty, enjoyable and informative with my tilted perceptions on and about really nothing except various meandering thoughts and open conversations about living life here in the Porn capital of the world, Los Angeles (okay ..really the San Fernando Valley)!
Lucky for me, much of my time is spent out driving about in and around Los Angeles. From the trendy areas of Silverlake/Echo Park and Downtown LA to the Glitzy Westside areas of Pacific Palisades and Brentwood to the conservative Palos Verdes Peninsula.
Every neighborhoood around LA has its own lifestyle ..so to speak!!!
So truly my hope is that we can enjoy this exercise together and please be constructive in your comments!!!
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My ex-girlfriends sister......
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Posted:Sep 15, 2016 5:26 pm
Last Updated:Nov 7, 2016 10:45 pm
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Wow, stunning and just perfect to eat.
Let me first say, before you start jumping to any and all unsubstantiated conclusions, no my hard black cock has not slid inside and fucked her. Actually this 7+" chocolate dick might never have the chance to fuck my ex-girlfriends sister Rachel Lynn. Frown.
A few days ago my ex Lacy (names are changed to protect me) called/texted me to let me know her youngest sister Rachel Lynn was coming into town, actually she has been planning on moving here to Los Angeles from Los Gatos, Ca.
To start the story, my ex Lacy and I dated for maybe 2 years, or it seemed like more than 10, but in actuality it was closer to only a year (and that was 16-17 years ago). Lacy is turning 62 this year FYI. Lacy is a nice woman, she was a teacher in middle school English, she is well spoken, cute smile and a sense of humor. At 5'6 and 120 lbs, she is athletic (swims almost daily) and fit. When we dated, in 1998 / 1999 we had fun and spent some time travelling together, where many times her family might have been between point a and point b. So over the year it was a pleasure to have met her late dad, her energetic mom and her other (the middle) sister Shari). Her family was always nice and friendly and fun to laugh with, yet the youngest sister Rachel was always in a foreign country, another state with her ex husband and or wherever we were not.
So yesterday, I suggested we meet her sister downtown for a Chinese lunch in chinatown off Broadway. Why of course I was curious, yet historically these two women have had an interesting sisterly history. That really made me curious. So lacy and I took the train downtown to Union Station from the Sepluveda station. Love the idea of having a train in this city. Makes these kind of trips easy and traffic non-existent! So after exiting the train, we walked 6 blocks to a cute Chinese restaurant HopLi, which is located on Alpine in case you are ever in town. Lacy noticed Rachel Lynn's car when we walked up. So, we were just a tad bit late, she beat us there...
Seeing Rachel Lynn for the first time, this old black dick almost stood up to attention! Let me describe this beautiful woman from the bay area. Rachel is a tad bit taller than her older sister Lacy. She is maybe 5'7 or 5'8 with a fair complexion and beautiful blue eyes. I mean stunning and truly noticeable blue eyes. Wow.
The middle sister Char, is a bit thick..okay heavier than most ...okay the women in her family and maybe a size 16-18, of course I expected a hybrid between the sisters and some commonality. Wrong. It seems Rachel Lynn was a ballet dancer in her youth with the SF ballet as a Jr. member in her teens. Her 5'7 - 5'8 height was accentuated picture perfect frame was just "perfect". Imagine a clothes model for print media and the clothes just fit on the body and flow when she moves. Her smile lit me up! Her hair is "strawberry blond" yet just a bit more reddish with a touch of gray since she is now 53 years old. For me, this woman is what my mind has visualized as the perfect woman that I chased like an elusive butterfly in my youthful years. In some ways it makes me smile we did not meet when her sister Lacy and I dated!
She has a master's degree from UC Davis, her undergrad is from Stanford (where their dad used to be a professor of business marketing - so free tuition for the girls). We sat at the table and more than once I wanted to just lean over and kiss her when she was talking. Her lips were moist and beautiful without an excess of lipstick. She is a free spirit and has lived the last few years working with her ex-boyfriend on a farm up north cultivating the "hot" crop "Cannabis" on a farm they acquired together. It seems she has a business mind as well.
All in all, I did the right thing and just enjoyed my lunch and walked her to her car. It makes me very happy to know that there is a beautiful woman out there that my mind created over 40 years ago..... too bad it took this long to meet her and only then to find out she is my ex girlfriends sister....
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I should have told him...
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Posted:Sep 14, 2016 2:11 pm
Last Updated:Sep 19, 2016 2:06 am
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For sure what happened this past weekend, it could have happened to most anyone of us who are online and using dating and alternative adult sex sites. In some way, me not telling someone that I know, what was happening online involving his "new" wife was not my business.
Yes, Michael is a nice guy and we have spent a little time together. We cannot be considered close friends, maybe we can be considered just friendly acquaintance. Over the 8 or 9 years that we have know each other we have attended a Dodgers game, one or two Lakers games and a couple of times just met up for coffee and played scrabble at Starbucks before heading to a meeting.
About eleven (11) months ago (almost a year) Michael had told me at a meeting we were attending (we are both in a similar field) that he met and started dating this "hot" brunette he met on another (yet vanilla) dating site. She was, as he called it "smoking hot". Let's use another name for her, Jenifer. It seems Jenifer had recently been divorced. She lived close to Michael in the Mid Wilshire area of Los Angeles. As a single man who is almost 60, meeting an age appropriate woman over 50, who is local, stunning (smoking hot), intelligent and available is like hitting the lottery anywhere in the world except Los Angeles (and New York of course). So, yes it is understandable when he was so excited about this Jenifer.
A few months after his "connection" with Jenifer, we ran into each other leaving a Los Angeles Lakers basketball game at Staples Center. We waved at each other and walked over to each other and she looked very familiar to me. Of course with such a quick meet and greet, my mind could not place the forum in which she looked familiar. My guess was another dating site, her profile picture had just embedded / imprinted into my mind. He was so excited to see me and let me know he had gotten married to Jenifer. How exciting to see him happy.
Within a few weeks after that meeting, when posting on my blog and answering the few emails that show up in my box, Jenifer's Westside Friends and Benefits picture popped up on my "viewed your profile" activity notification. At first I laughed and realized how lucky Michael might have been, catching a smoking hot woman with an adult sized appetite for sex! Then it dawned on me, she was still online on this site, while dating him. Maybe Michael was as open minded as myself or perhaps he did not know. Yes, it was quite a quandary. Of course, it was best to say nothing to him.
Let's fast forward to this past weekend. Michael called me out of the blue to tell me his wife Jenifer, had been hospitalized for an overdose. We talked for almost 20 minutes, mostly about how lucky he was to be close enough to the house and getting home almost when it happened, to be able to get her to the hospital. That maybe even saved Jenifer's life. He seemed really upset, sounded even angry. Eventually he confided in me that she had been cheating on him with many, many men, according to Michael.
Based on his words and observation, when Michael was waiting for the paramedics to take her to the hospital, her phone rang several times. While waiting for the doctor in the waiting room a few text messages came through. he eventually looked at her phone and noted they all were from guys. When he went home that night, he told me he opened up her computer and found her website profiles on this AF and many other sexual websites.
Although, hurt he waited a day before reading her emails and while looking through her profile he accessed her emails and saw the pictures she was sending to other men. He noted most of them were local and meetings had occurred. All I was able to do was just listen and be supportive. Truly, my mind wonders if telling him when it dawned on me she was active online might have helped his pain or would it have created another untenable situation?
By the way, she was released from the hospital on Monday. As of yesterday, it seems she was spending time with her girlfriend or as Michael says that is what she told him anyway. Welcome to friends and benefits! New members Would you have told him what you witnessed online or is it none of our business what other people do?
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Should we fuck ....
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Posted:Sep 2, 2016 11:08 pm
Last Updated:Sep 29, 2016 5:09 pm
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Sometimes in your life (actually many times recently for me) that question comes up in our minds. Yes the natural / sexually healthy answer is yes, duh of course. Any time we can release our inhibition, come to a beautiful and hopefully mutual climax and break a nice sweat fucking, we should be excited and are really up for it.
Yet the older I am, it seems my mind has gotten less tolerant to bullshit! You know the BS that I am willing to put up with just to cum into a sweet tight and wet pussy or whatever orifice my cock happens to be working in and cumming on. Wow, yes my cock loves to fuck. It loves good pussy and strange pussy and fun pussy and even if that wet pussy is attached to women who are not that fun after my cock cums.
You must know the type. You have friends, ex lovers and maybe even current partners. The on who is usually whining about something stupid and yet so simple and not a current issue. Maybe she hears a motorcycle rapping its pipes and she starts complaining about the numerous cyclist who split the car pool lanes, or traffic she was in a few days or weeks ago or the cost of her shoe repair... who really gives a fuck. It's true, people who know will admit that they find me a person who will listen and give great advice to my friends and those who ask for it. Yet, when we are going to fuck....please do not ask me what my thoughts are on Donald J. Trump or where his clothes are made. Or ask me why men have zippers on their trousers. Its not worth fucking you, once in while or even once a week, to put up with this kind of drivel.
You may not know it consciously, yet truthfully there is a price tag when you make a decision fuck a partner. That price tag could be as simple as discretion or as complicated as not talking about it afterwards. When you add up the cost of fucking in terms of the wasted time before, after and even during sexual intercourse it begins to grind / grate.
All to say, sometimes it is easier just to say no and pass.
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A few weeks ago ..... Football season started
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Posted:Aug 24, 2016 11:07 am
Last Updated:Aug 24, 2016 11:09 am
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Getting back into the rhythm of writing, after taking so many day off has been a challenge. It seems,at least for me, that writing is a therapy of sorts. Just the act of taking a few minutes to sit down at the keyboard, or in my younger years a manual "Royal" typewriter and hit the keys in a rhythmic pattern is so relaxing.
Well, last month (or a few weeks ago) Training camp opened. For some people those two words "training camp" means little if anything. For me, several of my closest friends along with hundreds of thousands of others people around this country and around the globe, idea that football season was back was something to celebrate. IN the college camp the fan based gets geeked up with fall practice, in the NFL it is training camp.
For many years (22) the Los Angeles market only had two college teams (one if you really want to know the truth, USC) and no NFL teams. The Rams and the Raiders had both relocated from the Los Angeles market to brighter and more hospitable cities like St. Louis and Oakland. Yeah right. Last year, the NFL decided to allow the Rams, formerly from St. Louis and Anaheim and Los Angeles and Cleveland (long story with that move/swap) back to the Los Angeles market.
The Ram's still had an excited base of fan here in this Los Angeles market, many would even fly to games in St. Louis from Los Angeles just to see their favorite team play in person. This is understandable, at least for me. (I usually fly to Phoenix several times a year to see the Arizona Cardinals over the last 11 years - Go RedBirds).
Training camp opened at UCI (University of California @ irvine). The first day of training camp for the newly relocated Rams was truly exciting and enjoyable. So, for you many NFL widows, it's time for football.
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Have not posted in a while...
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Posted:Aug 17, 2016 2:41 pm
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2024 3:5 am
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It has been a crazy month and a half. If I was on the road, that would be a great excuse, but truthfully have just been too busy to share here.
I will get back to posting here soon!
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Online Dating (part 2)– a dance or just a form of self delusion
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Posted:Jun 17, 2016 10:05 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2016 2:35 pm
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Let me take a few minutes and describe the sweet “Mitzi”, based on what has been relayed to me. Mitzi is a recently retired military girl (err woman), who served over 20 years in the air force. She attended the prestigious air force academy in Colorado Springs; therefore she is not only smart her family must have had political connections to get the required letter of reference from a congressman or senator! She has a muscular build and stands just a tad over 5’7. She can be a little bit intimidating and yet truly sexy too. Mitzi has a great body, shapely that is physically height and weight proportional and a beautiful smile plus that extra bit of smarts. What a wonderful combined package.
That is where it seems my head started getting me into trouble. While it is nice to gaze upon and lust on that curvy(ish) body shape, that stunning and beautiful smile to go with those gorgeous brown eyes. It is important to listen carefully to the words and inflections when talking to someone you have just met and are on the first date! There are clues as to what direction she is headed and what her ultimate outcome or agenda might be. We all dream and fantasize, yet we must stay steeped in reality while accepting the fact life is a journey and life’s outcome is really the same for everyone….
The long and short of it is “Mitzi” wants to get married, as many people do. So with this information presented to me relatively early in the conversation at the “Ole Coffee Barn” with Mitzi, it allowed me to hear some of her key points in her “future” and plans. Well as conversations go this one continued and became more entertainment than reality. It seems Mitzi had been previously married.
Many people have had multiple marriages, yet the odds of being married four (4) times in the seemingly short period of 10 years might just be a record. She has two one from her first husband and one from husband number three. Now as mentioned earlier, when “dating” it is important to stay in the moment and enjoy the process and not project to the future. Yet my small brain started adding and subtracting the number of husbands and now ex husbands and also starting dividing fractions with the , multiplying and then move to simple equations and deductive reasoning.
Her next husband would be the odds on favorite for a number three! While my brain is wrapping itself around the idea she might want another while also my brain was internally debating the reality of having another at my older more mature age! This brilliant conclusion appeared Mitzi was not an option for me. This happening almost simultaneously with “Mitzi” sharing she would like to have one more !
It is important, while on a date, to ask questions about the person you are meeting and spending time with. For the most part my questions were just general informational question like. How did she come to join the military? What service a part of her extended families legacy? What was her experience like being a woman officer and traveling the world? Why she left the military and what her plans were? (to be continued )
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Online Dating – a dance or just a form of self delusion
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Posted:Jun 16, 2016 4:49 pm
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2016 10:10 am
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Dating is really simple. Yet dating is “not easy”. Quite the dilemma for us, you know of the many, who are here online looking around for a compatible partner. Why is it that we (human beings of this blue planet “terre”) seem to screw up even the simplest things imaginable? Is it because we over think life’s challenges or maybe we try to outsmart nature or maybe we are just selfish, self obsessed and self serving? Who knows for sure, yet please don’t judge your ex by that statement unless it is true.
Dating Date is defined as: 3. go out with (someone in whom one is romantically or sexually interested). It really is that simple. Imagine meeting someone you find attractive here on this Senior Sizzle site online. You both talk or email chat then decide to meet up for an easy meet and greet, what is called by many professional daters, a coffee date at the local let us call it the “Ole Coffee Barn”. That is a date, pure and simple. If you repeat that more than once, it is called dating. You do not have to have a second date with the same person, or ever see them again to enjoy the process called “dating”. Yet something strange happens for the most part. You (or they – mostly you) start thinking of life beyond that date.
Yes, the brain turns on (yours again) and asks what do you see in this person you are meeting. Maybe it asks yourself what the other person may be seeing in you. Either way, once those questions start, your dating life has shifted from enjoying the moment to what comes next? If there is anything that we (okay we are talking about me here) have learned, is that trying to project and anticipate what does come next is a real “slippery slope” and can be a fatal “error” in dating circles. Let us examine today as an example. By the way, it is a beautiful Southern California day here at the beach!
A new friend “Mitzi” drove down to meet me here near my house, which is also close to the famous Venice Beach. Meeting at a local coffee shop so close was easy for me, it was a 7 minute walk down the hill three blocks and then around the corner. For her, she lives 40+/- miles north of me in the southern portion of the Mojave Desert; it was a bit of a trek. Honestly, it was nice for her to take the drive out here (it seems she had an appointment downtown this morning also). Either way, she drove out to “meet me” for a coffee date. That was nice, considerate and truly just sweet.
While walking down to the “Ole Coffee Barn” she texted me to let me know she had arrived. Upon walking in the door, her smile welcomed me. She was sitting on one of the requisite sofa/soft chairs and then she stood up, we hugged and moved over to the counter to order our coffee/tea and what else we might have needed to get the conversation started. Quite simple, we were on a date! Quite a simple and uncomplicated process, won’t you agree! Then things got weird.
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Monday Morning ... long weekend
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Posted:Jun 13, 2016 9:21 am
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2024 3:5 am
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Imagine having a weekend completely filled up from Friday through Sunday with great friends, laughter, fun and great sex. Well that was my weekend, except the great sex err.... any sex.
Maybe my game is totally out of orbit and not in sync with the universe. There are many wonderful and interesting people, especially you women, whom would love to spend time with a good guy, someone fun and energetic albeit older and more experienced.
Friday was one of those long days. Driving all over the city for work related stuff and then spent my evening driving a newer male friend from the San Porn- Nando Valley to a meeting over in Malibu, I've been sober for over 24 years and that is a big part of my life. Helping others to get better is important to me. Then driving him back to his group home. Exhausting especially when a new friend from Senior Sizzle asked me via text to drive over and enjoy her for the night. Fxck, I am getting too old for this. I turned her down because I was exhausted.
Saturday was spent on the road visiting , looking at real estate and otherwise just fcking off. A new contact from the valley called me to spend some time with her, my gosh again the distance ..why didn't she call on Friday! I was already in the valley... Friend seeking advice... Again another wasted night due to being "tired". Maybe I should sleep more..... Last night was spent on the couch with an ex, watching game of thrones and after having a good meal (grilled chicken, grilled veggie, corn on the cob, salad and banana cream pie) I ended up chatting with an older Latin woman I met online several months ago. She wanted phone sex so she could cum ... I ended up with nothing.....
What a long weekend.... Looking forward to Monday!
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Sex Addiction - is it a real addiction?
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Posted:Jun 8, 2016 11:06 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2016 9:33 am
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Does sex addiction really exist? A recent study published in the journal of Socioaffective Neuroscience and Psychology suggests that maybe it doesn’t—which is bad news for many celebrities who have made it trendy in recent years and partners who get caught cheating to claim a clinical addiction to sex as an explanation for sexual misbehavior and go to treatment.
Despite common misunderstandings, this idea of addiction is not simply about "too much sex." Addiction is a serious problem in which one engages in persistent and escalating patterns of sexual behavior despite increasing negative consequences to one's self or others.
The study (which, amazingly, is the first of its kind) measured how the brains of people who struggle with sexually compulsive behavior respond to sexual images.If sex can be addictive in the clinical sense, scientists theorized, then the neural response of sex addicts to porn should imitate the neural responses of drug or alcohol addicts to their drugs of choice. What is amazing, researchers found that hypersexual brains don’t react in the same way as other addicts’ brains—in fact, the neural responses to pornography only varied based on levels of sexual libido, rather than on measures of sexual compulsivity.
People with higher libidos had more active brain reactions to the sexual images than people with lower libidos, but that was the only correlation. Degrees of sexual compulsivity did not predict brain response at all. If the results of this first study can be replicated, it would represent a major challenge to the notion that sex and pornography can be literally addictive.
So my friends, you can no longer pull the sexaddict card when you get caught or find yourself faced with consequences from bad actions you took ......
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"Uncle Bernie" Stop and imagine a president no one elected!
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Posted:Jun 8, 2016 9:56 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2016 2:36 pm
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Imagine a president no one voted for.
While Bernie Sanders has rebuffed all questions about whether he will try an independent run at the White House, his stance may be softening as the Vermont senator now appears open to the idea of bucking the Democratic Party and going it alone in his bid to win in November.
"Uncle Bernie" has been steadfast in his stance that keeping Donald Trump out of the White House is his top goal, and had used that justification against the possibility of a third-party run this fall. Sanders said he would refuse to play the spoiler, potentially splitting the left-leaning vote and allowing Trump to win.
Yet last night while watching his "concession" speech, it dawned on me he is unhappy that he was slapped down badly in California and his ego (pride) has been damaged / hurt. Many of his followers are rabid (to say the least) and also some ...let me tread carefully here may have a delusional disorder thinking the "democrats" system of nominating is rigged. Here is a short history of the "super delegate" (thank you msnbc).
To understand why superdelegates exist at all, it helps to go all the way back to the 1968 Democratic convention in Chicago, at which the party establishment chose Vice President Hubert Humphrey as the nominee, angering grassroots activists who felt they’d been shut out of the process, and fatally splitting the party. In response, Democrats opened up the primary process in the early ’70s, requiring all delegates to be chosen by voters, not party leaders. That’s when the modern primary system came about.
But by the early ’80s, there was a feeling that the cure had been worse than the disease. In the two elections after the reforms were put in place, Democrats nominated insurgent candidates—George McGovern in 1972 and Jimmy Carter in 1976. McGovern suffered a landslide defeat. Carter beat a weak President Ford, then, after four mostly unsuccessful years in the White House, was crushed by Ronald Reagan in 1980, leaving him a deeply unpopular figure in the party.
So in 1982, the Democratic National Committee created superdelegates, with the primary goal of handing a bit more control of the nominating process to party insiders. From now on, sitting Democratic members of Congress, governors, big city mayors and a few other party bigwigs, including the president, if he or she was a Democrat, would all be delegates, meaning they would get a vote at the convention for who should be the party’s presidential nominee. The new rules, reported the New York Times in 1981, “seemed infused with a desire to deny future nominations to political reincarnations of the Jimmy Carter of 1976.”
In the 1984 election, superdelegates helped put the establishment candidate, Walter Mondale, over the top. But Mondale, like Clinton this year, had more pledged delegates—that is, delegates elected by voters—than either of his rivals, Gary Hart and Jesse Jackson Jr. Virtually any broadly democratic system would have given him the nomination.
It wasn’t until 2008 that the issue of superdelegates arose again. In the winter and early spring of that year, as Clinton and Barack Obama were battling it out, it looked possible that superdelegates, most of whom at the time favored Clinton, might tip the scales in her favor. But as it became clear that Obama was going to win more pledged delegates than Clinton, the superdelegates responded by gradually moving into his camp. They appear to have recognized that it would be disastrous for party insiders to be seen to be taking the nomination away from the candidate who was the choice of the party’s voters.
That truly will leave a mathematical opening for Trump. Although a majority of the US voting population have an unfavorable opinion of him, if 30% of Sanders’ supporters don’t back Clinton, Trump won’t need the backing of a majority of Americans. With a republican house and senate imagine that no candidate gets 270 electoral votes! This is something that happens after every presidential election and if neither candidate has the required 270 electoral votes the constitution gives the authority to select the new President of the United States to the US House of Representatives if there is an electoral tie. Wow.
So "Uncle Bernie" please do not run third party, suggest or encourage your supporters to petition for you to get on the ballot (in states where the deadline has not passed) or write you in. If we think the candidates we have are bad, imagine a president no one voted for.
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Such a beautiful beach day to "Coast"
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Posted:Jun 5, 2016 4:40 pm
Last Updated:Jun 7, 2016 10:19 pm
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Today, my neighborhood and a few streets in Santa Monica were transformed, with no automobile traffic!!!
With the city’s first open streets festival called Coastmany neighbors and new friends visited us and enjoyed thousands bicycling, walking, skateboarding and scooter through the performance art, music groups, dancing, food, and politicians visiting (damn you Bernie for coming to the pier and interrupting an otherwise fun day).
The amazing part this afternoon was that it was just beautiful and the temperature was in the mid to high 60 degrees, a bit cooler for the season, but made it even more fun watching the Samba dancers, the musicians, a few talented artists and more important the hot women of our city.
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Nice Wife = More Sex!
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Posted:Jun 3, 2016 10:48 am
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2016 3:34 pm
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A new study in the Journal of Research in Personality found that couples in which the wife was more "agreeable" (meaning nice, sympathetic, and affectionate) and open to new things tended to have sex more often.
If either the husband or the wife was "neurotic" (moody and anxious), they enjoyed sex less. Men were more satisfied if they were less open on the so-called Big Five personality scale. While the wife or husband's own personality affected how happy they themselves were with their sex life, their partner's personality did not seem to influence their experience in the bedroom.
It is amazing that some institution commissioned a study and paid someone to actually do research on this. Many men in long term relationships / marriages over my years have told me this many, many times. Pick a partner who is nice and generous, stay away from partners who are moody and uncomfortable with themselves.
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Lover, FWB, Friend, Acquaintance or (FBM) Fucking Big Mistake?
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Posted:Jun 2, 2016 12:25 pm
Last Updated:Sep 16, 2016 12:08 pm
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Last night while catching up with my several online 'Scrabble Games' and emptying my DVR (Old Good Wife Episodes, Black Sails, Suits etc..yes I am a true geek at heart) my phone started blowing up with texts from a woman I have known albeit briefly from my past.
Yes, an email is nice when you are hearing from an exlover who is checking in to say hello and to try and catch up on life and its journey. Saying hello and reaching out with a couple of sentences or maybe a paragraph (or two) usually can get the job done. Yet this text message broke up into six or seven and with my Iphone that means it is a real dissertation.
My mind was in a completely different place when the text originally came in, so only a quick a glance down at the phone to see who was sending the text was all that was warranted. You know just to check and see if it was a looking to me to help solve a problem or get some additional information, it could have been an emergency text from a family member or just close friend wanting a call back. Yet the text tone for my phone kept playing " Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Don't cha? Don't cha? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?" Yes the pussycat dolls is my text tone, don't laugh,it is a fun and uplifting tune.
The phone truly blew up, so to speak. It was an ongoing monologue by a woman my 7 1/2" black cock only entered maybe once ....okay three or four times over the last 12 months, with the last time being before the holidays (Christmas / Hanukkah / New Years). WTF. Of course, when my eyes started scanning her writing, it washed over me like a large tidal wave, that her opinion of what we were doing was different than mine. The long initial conversation that we had, about keeping it casual and friendly must have fallen on deaf ears. Or perhaps that conversation we had did not occur and it was a figment of my vivid (yet still grounded in fact) imagination. This luckily was a nightmare that would not end with my balls (hopefully) being skewered over a grill and my black cock being detached from my body by a sharp or any jagged instrument broken glass bottle.
After closely reading her "book" as she called it, the decision was made to ignore the message last night and to just watch a mindless (and humor filled) TV show "Portlandia". To sleep on the text message, get some rest so that a response would be the proper order and reason and not a just react to it. You could tell, based on the tone of her text, she was in a place that was moving her toward a figurative Mt Vesuvius style emotional eruption if triggered with a reaction. So sleep it was, after my needed "Portlandia" laughter last night / this morning!
First light this morning, she sent an apology text for the "book" she sent last night. Myself, I would like to call it "a failed dissertation". But nevertheless it has affected my thinking on casual partners. Even with the conversation, prior to cock going into mouth or vagina or anus, it is important to make sure the other party is actually hearing your words and not the ones they want to hear. Youth is wasted on the young. Yet wisdom and personal experience is far more valuable.
Today my former casual friend is a bit upset, especially since she explained clearly to me this morning that she really wants me to be a regular fuck buddy ( FWB ) and help her enjoy her first threesome, foursome and gangbang. We cleared that issue up very neatly, at least for this morning /afternoon. I checked the box, none of the above.
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