Category: Just Because

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Monday Mood

And to be honest, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday too.

https://twitter.com/voenixrising/status/1138155960474656770

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Monday

But at least it's a short week for me. I'm taking Friday off. We splurged on hiring professionals to do some work in the front yard and I need to be here to make sure it's done as we'd discussed (taking the hedges down 12", not down to 12" as an example).

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If You Had a Starship…

…and it could take you anywhere in this solar system within a matter of minutes and a safe return to Earth could be guaranteed, where would you go and why?

If I get more than just one or two responses to this I'll amend this post with my own choice.

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Smokin' Hot

Over the years, many of you have left comments such as, "Ewww!" or "He'd be cute…without the cigarette," when I've posted pictures of men smoking. Okay, I get it. I agree it's a vile habit that more often than not leads to cancer and a host of other inevitably terminal health ailments—not to mention the stink it leaves on your clothing. But there's also something I find undeniably erotic about it as well.

I've never smoked—probably in defiance of my mother, who when I announced as a child I had no intention of ever smoking she quipped, "You say that now, but wait until you get older. Everyone smokes," (it was the 60s after all)—but when I first came out, I was smoking-neutral. I'd have sex with smokers and non-smokers alike.

I don't know what prompted it, but somewhere around the mid 80s, smoking became an automatic disqualifier for me. Just as if you had no hair on your upper lip—which I readily admit now was incredibly shallow—if I spotted a cigarette in your hand I wouldn't give you a second glance.

But several years later, that changed. Seeing some hot guy smoking went from being an absolute turn-off to a guaranteed head-turner. I still wouldn't date anyone who smoked because of that stink, but from a distance and for a brief sexual encounter, it would immediately get my attention.

Maybe it was the Marlboro Man era in which my hormones came into full bloom, or maybe it's simply an obvious oral fixation (as if you hadn't noticed I also like pictures of men sucking cock), but whatever the root cause, I find certain photos of men smoking incredibly erotic.

The more you know…

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For the last several months I've been very neglectful to my finny friends. I've been keeping tropical fish since I was in grade school, so it was bothering me that I currently had only two fish left. I didn't let the tank get disgusting or anything, but every time I did a cleaning/water change I swore I'd head off to the store and bring some friends home for them. And each time life detoured me and I never got around to it. I had one large Red Tail Shark and one Black Skirt Tetra.

I get an email flier every Friday from The Ocean Floor describing their weekly specials, but it seemed whenever I had a little extra cash nothing was on sale that I was interested in. Nothing lept out at me from yesterday's email either and despite my Current financial situation I knew I needed to at least add a couple fish to the tank now that it was clean and shiny after least weekend's complete tear down. I drove over yesterday afternoon and ended up coming home with 5 Black Skirt Tetras, 5 White Skirt Tetras, and 3 Honey Dwarf Gouramis. I got the black/white skirts because while they're kind of visually boring, they're a hearty species, have always been a favorite of mine and were ridiculously inexpensive. I got the Gouramis because while I prefer the Pearl variety I haven't seen those in stores in years and the Honeys were such a gorgeous color I couldn't say no…and they were on sale!

So we're populated again and the Shark is for the most part behaving himself. I need to return later next week when they get their next shipment to pick up a couple Corydoras to keep the bottom swept.