oldblueeyez

Remember to tip the poor bastards who lug their guts out at minimum wage to get your brand new fridge safely inside your kitchen with no damage to either your appliance or your home, or those who move all your life's possessions from one home to another unscathed. Those guys get surprisingly few tips. :-(

The South Shore's beautiful, but hey, you've got to come to Halifax once and a while to party! Sipping wine at an outdoor cafe while an endless stream of college girls parade by....heaven!

Hobbying is about not worrying about things like jealousy. There's too much jealously in the real world; hobbying is an escape from that world. If jealousy starts creeping in from either side, then something strange is happening.

I haven't repeated in a long, long time; years, actually. But I've repeated with Serena, and I plan to again and again and again! She's the epitome of Girl Friend Experience. From the moment you contact her she's totally engaging! Once you hear her voice on the phone you're hooked! Emails, texts, phone conversations, whatever; she adds those little touches which make you feel desired. When you meet her she greets you with hugs and kisses and smiles. She's a great conversationalist and a genuine 'shiny happy person', to paraphrase REM. She's got waist/hip/ass curvature to die for. Forget about lingerie, she doesn't need it; she looks hot as hell in a thin cotton tank top and low riding white lounge pants, just as your ideal girlfriend would! With Serena, it's not just about what happens in the bedroom, it's about what happens before and after. Sometimes this hobby is just about the physical, but sometimes it's about that and more; Serena is definitely 'more'! Totally sweet and totally sexy! Ideal GFE. She sets the bar high! By the way, if you're heading out for a night on the town, see Serena FIRST! She'll leave you with an air of confidence which will remain with you the whole evening, and that's what the ladies love (like I would have a clue LOL) and your odds will vastly improve! :D This is a theory I intend to test this summer. :P

Oh my God! How do you keep in such spectacular shape!?! As for guilty pleasures: red wine and dark chocolate. Almost every day. You never know when you're going to check out of this life, so enjoy a little bit every day!

Buddha Bar VIII

For me, it's not so much noticing the little things when they're right as it is noticing the little things when they're wrong.

While some of us tough old cocks like to roost with the tender spring chickens, we're not so spring chickeny ourselves. In my case, 20 years of abuse has taken its toll on some of my joints. I tried Big Pharma's pills and I didn't like the side effects, but there are lots of natural remedies if you're willing to invest the time, money, and ritual: turmeric, ginger (very effective), fish oil, etc. I do all this and more, but was puzzled regarding a recent prolonged flareup. Then I read an article that vegetables from the solanaceae family, such as potatoes, tomatoes, eggplants, etc., can cause joint pain in those susceptible to it. I was eating (organic) potatoes and tomato sauce almost every day! I abruptly stopped eating these foods and, wouldn't you know it, a couple of weeks later and my joints are (practically) fine! Now, back to the spring chickens! :P

I used to be ashamed of it, but not so much anymore. After a couple of long attachments, I've come to the conclusion that I'm too nomadic to ever live with anyone again, or even maintain a relationship maybe. But I still want to give and get physical pleasure, especially with somebody I might click with. I was considered hot in my youth but I fucking hated bars and I was (and still am) totally clueless to the signals which come from women unless they grab my crotch! I was (and still am) shy too. So instead of staying home jerking off every night, I entered the hobby. Glad I did! One day when my kids grow up and my parents are gone, I won't give a shit and will tell anybody. Until then, it's under wraps (not that it would ruin my life if it got out, however). Hell, you never know, my Dad and I might finally have something in common! I've always had my suspicions. ;-) I can't be bothered to date anymore. It's just too much bullshit. Forced blah-blah-blah on a $200 date just to find out you mix like oil and water. Bullshit. Unless fate intervenes and my true love and I bump into each other half-drunk at the wine store, hobbying is and will continue to be a major part of my life. Actually, I'd like to find a woman who would love to share this hobby! LOL Well, one can always dream. Also, the financial risks involved in cohabitation (for either party, man or woman) are not worth it to me anymore. I'm lucky that I support only those I love; other people are not so lucky.

It's Spock! Do you Care?!

Damn, I wish I'd had the foresight to title this thread "Cerb Reads" (borrowed from CBC Radio).

There are some real smart folks here, so I'm wondering, is the Second Great Depression ending, or is it just beginning? I don't include myself in the real smart folks here, but the Eurozone is in recession with some of its countries getting close to 30% unemployment, major US companies, including Walmart, are reporting slowing revenues, and the stock market is at an inexplicable record high. Is something fishy, or is it just my smoked mackerel?

Romanian. Hands down. Oozes sex appeal. Just oozes. Did I say oozes?

I've got a lot of spare time on my hands now and I want to start reading books again (it's been a while). What's everybody reading? I need suggestions please.

Serina. Saint. Wow.

The summer toy is the same as the fall, winter, and spring toy. A reasonable facsimile, minus the confederate flag (I'm not that hillbilly...yet):

I try to live as chemical-free a life as possible, so my hygiene product use is quite minimal. However, once I learned that my armpits begin to reek a few hours after my morning shower, I started using a tea tree oil alcohol spray and it works great! It also works well for razor burn (for those few times a month I actually shave...LOL...no wonder no woman will tolerate me). Holista is the brand name, by the way; Shoppers Drug Mart has it.

Could be just a 13 year old getting his jollies, you never know. When we were kids, we'd play porn on the VCR (without music, just sex sounds), call an escort service with one phone and put the receiver up to the TV speaker, and listen in on the other phone. LOL. Boys will be boys. I wouldn't worry about it unless you're being threatened.

Make it so! :P

Having my right nipple licked and sucked and bit drives me so crazy I have to push the interloping mouth away! Not so with the left nipple. Curious.

Sub-$200 is so 2000's. As far as I'm concerned, a good SP commands the rate of a good lawyer. Don't settle for less.

I echo ShubieSam's sentiment.

Finish the bottle I open.

I know of three instances, all cancer, where the bedridden victims howled out in pain and begged to be killed. I don't know if the hospitals are trying to cut costs by cutting back on pain meds or what, but fuck it if I ever get in that position. You work your ass off until the end, then you open the booze, start the generator, get shit ass drunk, and then walk through the shed door and then into the next world. Easy peasy.