Friday, March 31, 2006

Rapture! A fan letter

I am always just tickled to death when people write me and tell me they not only read my blog, but enjoy it enough to write me about it! Here is the letter in its entirety"

"Actually I was browsing and came across your profile, which then led to your Blog, and just thought you enjoy hearing/reading that for some reason I just couldn't get enough/stop myself. Therefore, best of luck with all your new & wonderful adventures, and definitely please continue to contribute online material for all your (new)fans :)"

S.M [name withheld to protect the innocent, LOL]


Thursday, March 30, 2006


Our illustrious president has, in the past 6 years:
-Blantantly stolen an election
-Started an illegal war, after lying to the American people.
-Screwed up said war without having an exit strategy.
-Hired an inept golfing buddy to run FEMA.
-Completely destroyed our reputation with other nations.
-Set civil liberties back 50 years by signing the Patriot Act, getting involved with the Terri Schaivo case,
approving widespread wiretapping without the trouble of asking for a warrant, AND Goddess knows what else
we have no idea about.

In comparison: Bill Clinton was impeached for getting blowjobs under his desk and lying about it.

Does anybody besides me see the hypocrisy in this?

Monday, March 27, 2006

Thanks Dad

I haven't spoken about my biological father much on this blog. He was, and still is, a complex, troubled man. He was the youngest child of a very wealthy couple in South Western Virginia, who he found out later was really his aunt and uncle who adopted him. He went to Vietnam, and came back twisted. He has been an abuser, and is a cross dresser. He disappeared when I was 11 years old, and I found him at age 28. I've seen him once in that time. I speak about him now because his birthday is coming up this week, and I doubt I'll call him. The reason I wanted to write about him is to thank him.

Starting at about 9 years old, he started making me call people for him for information. He would listen to my speaking voice and correct my grammar, enunciation, and timing. He told me he did it because I was so shy I couldn't look someone in the face, much less talk to them clearly. He would make me call and order pizza. I would be the one he made to call about movie times (at a time you talked to a human being for such information). After the call it was nag nag nag if I spoke too fast, or stuttered. Sometimes I would cry it was so bad. He was known for his persuasive use of language, i.e, he could sell swampland in Florida. He told me he didn't want to be ashamed of me. Now, all these years later, I am known for being fairly articulate. I was a telephone operator, and don't mind public speaking. If I had to pick one trait I'm proud of, its my speaking. Thanks Dad

Friday, March 24, 2006


Ah yes...Spring is in the air. I'm getting married in 6 weeks, the antidepressants are working again, and I finally found this song, that I haven't heard in at least 13 years....It brings back very sexy memories

"Sex (I'm A...) "

"Feel the fire, feel my love inside you it's so right
There's the sound and the smell of love in my mind
I'm a toy, come and play with me, say the word now
Wrap your legs around mine and ride me tonight

I'm a man - I'm a goddess
I'm a man - Well I'm a virgin
I'm a man - I'm a blue movie
I'm a man - I'm a bitch
I'm a man - I'm a geisha
I'm a man - I'm a little girl
And we make love together

Slip and slide in your wet delight, feel the blood flow
Not too fast, don't be slow, my love's in your hands

I'm a man - I'm a boy
I'm a man - Well I'm your mother
I'm a man - I'm a one night stand
I'm a man - Am I bi
I'm a man - I'm a slave
I'm a man - I'm a little girl
And we make love together

Skin to skin, tongue to oooh! Come on honey hold tight
Come inside, it's a passion play just for you
Let's get lost in that magic place all alone now
Drink your fill from my fountain of love, wet your lips

I'm a man - I'm a teaser
I'm a man - Well I'm a virgin
I'm a man - I'm a one night stand
I'm a man - I'm a drug
I'm a man - Well I'm your slave
I'm a man - I'm a dream divine
And we make love together

I'm a man - I'm a goddess
I'm a man - I'm a hooker
I'm a man - I'm a blue movie
I'm a man - I'm a slut
I'm a man - I'm a geisha
I'm a man - I'm babe
I'm a man - I'm a dream divine
And we make love together
And we'll make love forever"

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Sign the Pledge!!! G4 - Attack of the Show

I was watching Attack of the Show a few weeks ago, and came across this wonderful tidbit. Apparently Valentine's Day has been morphed into
The Day of Purity. The Day of Purity was started three years ago by the Liberty Counsel, a Christian law firm in Orlando, Fla, to try to keep teenagers from having sex before a 'biblically correct [paraphrase]' marriage. AOTS came up with its own pledge, The Promiscuity Pledge, from the The Society for the Liberation of Undone Trousers (S.L.U.T). Here it is, in its entirety,

"We hereby pledge to be promiscuous; to do anyone and anything at any time; to march boldly into the whorehouses of the world and joyously dance the horizontal mambo. To “spread the love,” in the dirtiest way, and to have enough sex during our formative years to ensure we know what we’re doing if we ever get married.

We do it for humanity. We do it for freedom. We do it because we love doin’ it. And we do it for our friends, who will think we are totally cool.
This we pledge."

I would like to invite all who read this to pledge the more realistic pledge.....Viva S.L.U.T!!!!!!

Thursday, March 09, 2006


Shane Igoe and I have a lot in common. We both grew up in the 1970's and 1980's, when the Winter Olympics meant something to Americans. My solution to the waning interest: start making children interested in the sports offered. His solution: hold the games on Hoth.

Yes, Hoth, the winter planet from the Empire Strikes Back. Hey I'm a big Star Wars geek I love the idea. Here's the link :

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

In Like a Lamb, Out like a Lion?

Well February has come and gone. I'm sort of glad winter is passing so quickly, what there was of it. March is here, and the pressure grows. I need to find a job. It isn't fair that Daniel has to support me. I haven't kept up my end of the bargain in keeping the house up. This is the worst the fibro has been since 1996. I want to see about getting a job so I can get back into a schedule again. I have a doctors appointment on Friday, and hopefully the will max my meds. The wedding is coming up, and I'm not nearly as prepared as I need to be with the planning. I feel like life is walking right in front of me and I am too tired and in too much pain to reach out and grab it.
Got an email from the old profession. Kinda sent me off kilter. I have no idea who I am anymore, and it seems that the old life with the escorting was someone else's life.