Do I have too?

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Last night was... Powerful.

I picked K up and we went Back to my place. We hung out, had dinner, and briefly discussed what we were going to be doing. I had her for the evening so there was no rush.

She looked at my collection of books, erotic photography, books on relationships and dominance with the occasional novel.

I know that just jumping into a scene can be jarring, K has had so little support and comfort recently I'm proud that she can get what she needs from me. I allow her to get that from me. I'm waiting for her to get in the right mindframe, the one that is pliable to my will.

When she's ready, I have her fold her clothes off to the side, then kneel before me and kiss my ring. I place my collar around her neck and lock it into place. I tell her that as long as she wears my collar then she is mine to do with as I please, my property. She accepted this.

After locking it into place, I tell her to try and take it off. She struggles with it but soon gives up, her submission is almost tangible after she realizes that this symbol of my ownership of her is not easily removed.

My purpose tonight is to cause her pain. I want to test her tolerance.

I used several toys to that purpose.

* my bare hands
* the riding crops
* the big wooden paddle
* the rattan cane
* the flicker
* the floggers
* nipple clamps

I tagged her upper back, her thighs, and her butt leaving her very pink and hot to the touch. I had to hold her up and get her back into position by gripping her pussy after the pain of the toys made her dance.

I was very satisfied with her pain tolerance. I decided to move onto the bondage portion of our activities. I don't like handcuffs, thin metal bands that can cut off circulation or you can lose the key too. I prefer leather cuffs, wide, flexible, and adjustible. You really have to be talented to hurt yourself with a pair of leather cuffs.

Ankles and wrists secured in leather cuffs, I get her done up with some breast bondage and have her kneel before me again.

K has an issue with oral sex. She can't seem to initiate the act. She wants too, but she needs help getting started.
I had her undress me using only her teeth. When I was undressed, I ordered her to service me orally, but that resulted with her face planted firmly between my legs, but no oral service. I want to push her, but not too hard and not too fast.

I secure her wrists together behind her and secure her ankles to my spreader bar and then proceed to punish her pussy by slapping it with my hand, striking it with a riding crop and then stimulating it with the hitachi magic wand.

During this process, I work a butt plug into her and attempt to fist her while using the hitachi.

I'm able to get four fingers into her pussy before she's cumming and thrashing around despite the bonds I have her in.

After she settles down, I release her arms and legs and allow her to recuperate.

We talk about the reluctance of her giving oral service. She says that she wants to be able to do it but embarasment.

I secure her hands above her head to my headboard and force her to suck my cock. I make sure that she's in a green state during this, our safewords. If she really wanted to, she could get out of the restraints.

I release her arms and she withdraws onto herself, embarasment again. I tell her that she should be proud to be sucking my cock.

I tell her that I want her to crawl between my legs and suck my cock and to do it proudly. It takes her a few minutes but she's able to do it without me forcing her.

I found that refering to her as my property really turned her on.
"How does it feel being my property, and that I'm fucking my property?"
"I love shoving my cock deep into my property's pussy. "

I am proud of my girl, my property, for taking what I gave her. I don't seek to out do others but to realize my potential as a dominant.

A note on sex and domination, they can be seperate and often should be, but this was covered in our negotiations.

I have to say that the hitachi magic wand is one of the best investments towards my toybag ever. Period.

It has helped turn an anal virgin with reservations into an anal slut in record time.

But as fun and exciting as all of those things were, they were nothing compared to K resting her head on my foot and saying thank you after we were done.

If things weren't so complicated with her situation then I would say that I had found my kinky girl, but her situation is so complicated that we both know that we're only play partners.

Maybe that will change, maybe it won't. I'm not going force that issue.

A note on leg exercises. I need to do more of them. I felt the burn when I tried to do one position and it included me doing monkey thrusts into her.

Fortunately, that is all that FortraDVD is. Squats with a bit of extra thrown in. I'm glad of the exercises I'm doing because I used them during the naughty bad fun time I had.




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Swimming upstream towards the bears

Sometimes it can be hard to go against the grain of expectations. I do my best to be the best I can be and not be one of the many 'doms' out there by just wretching control from a prospective submissive. I want to seduce the submission from them, to have them give it to me willingly and to exchange their power for my control.

I've heard the horror stories of the girls setting up a profile on some of these sites out there, bdsmsingles, collarme, fetlife and a few I probably haven't heard of and within a day, their inboxes are just filled to bursting with messages from men and women all claiming to be either dominants, masters, or mistresses and all saying the exact same thing.

"I am now your master, submit to my will."

I wonder how many girls actually fall for that line of B.S.

I believe in Power Exchange. I love taking a powerful woman and having her relinquish her power to me. To have control of such a woman that others are afraid of her and she has submitted to me. That is intoxicating.

Now I'm not saying I'm forcing her to do anything, it would be 100% voluntary.

That does lead into some interesting conversations though. How does one such as I begin a conversation with a willing submissive who's put themselves on the block as a submissive and I want to get to know the person before I have their submission? I want to know them before I start ordering them around acting like a cat or dog, leading them around on a leash.

It is powerful for me to know that the person that is at my feet looking reverently up at me is somebody other than just a playmate.

"Hey, how are you doing?" Doesn't seem to cut it.

I guess this is why I'm opting out of online dating. As much as I can.

I need to work on my flirting and conversation skills. I had a golden opportunity the other day and I couldn't think of a single thing to talk about to this vanilla girl I had just met.

She was cute with glasses and a big nose but she had a body on her and a tight little butt.

Here's another good question: does watching porn effect how you view women?
I know that it does effect how I view myself and what the expectations of women are in the bed.

I have to remind myself that not all girls have had porno experience in that all the men in their lives haven't had 10+ meat sticks between their legs nor will they ever. Chances are that I'm actually larger than they are.

For those of you trying to figure it out, yes, I have performance anxiety because of my weight and health. Both of which I am improving.

Depending on what happens today, I may not have time to do my exercises today... The mornings seem to fly by so quickly and the afternoons aren't much different.

My attitude towards inflicting pain has gone from reluctant to eager here these past few months, it helps when people are asking for it as opposed to afraid of it. As I continue to gain more experience, I'll probably find more of my inner sadist and really start to come into my own as far as that goes.

That being said, I'm looking forward to playing with K again. Last time it was about dominance and pleasure, but this time it will be about dominance and pain, maybe a little pleasure.

We'll see.

Books are dangerous... and should be read.

I love feedback. I thrive on it. I want you to comment on what I'm writing about. Let me know if I'm entertaining you or boring you.

Being a dominant man.

Let's talk about being a dominant man real quick and why this is sexy for women in general and especially for submissive women.

Now the purpose of what I'm doing this blog for is to explore my dating techniques and to pick and choose what works and what doesn't. One of the things that I'm sold on is from this book by Gary Brodsky How to Dominate Women and that is that no matter what you as part of the dating of the woman, you should never let the woman decide anything for you.

Let me repeat that just to make sure that I am clear in what I am saying.

Never let the woman decide anything for you, in regards to you, or something that effects you that you should be deciding for yourself.

As a dominant man, you are the one making decisions for yourself. You are the last person that you have to answer to. You can take what they are saying you should be doing and you can consider it as an option, but the moment you say 'yes dear.' to something that they've decided about you is the moment that you should just chop off your balls.

If they don't like the way that you dress, then why are they hanging around you? Listen to what they have to say and then either ignore it completely or make a small compromise by deciding to wear something more appropriate but of your own choice.

You're not making decisions for her either, you're just not letting her have control of your life. This has two effects for you. It creates a bit of tension and drama that you'll both thrive on, and it reminds her that you're in charge of your own life. If she wants to be a part of it, then she has to make her own decisions to do just that.

Now I want to state that I love women. Some of the best people I know are women, and this attitude doesn't apply to all women, but since I'm attempting to find and date a submissive kinky girl... then I have to not cater to the ones that I am attracted to.

Now, being a confidant, dominant man is the secret to the success of getting a woman into bed. I've tested and proven this theory already.

Remember today's lessons;

Men; You are in charge of yourself. Don't ever give up that power or you will regret it. In a general non bdsm sense, then make the decisive decisions within the relationship of where you're going for the night and what you'll be doing and the woman will either follow along for the ride, or she won't.

You don't force her to do anything. That comes later with lots of negotiations and plenty of communications.

The day after...

The play date with K was amazing. I got to do a lot of things that I've been wanting to try and experience, as well as put the toys to some use finally.

I'm not going to give a play by play of the evening, but I got to use my metal butt plug finally, my anal hook as a vaginal hook, my hitachi wand, and all my striking toys as well as very nearly shoving my fist in her pussy.

It was a bit more sex play than dominance play, but I had her kneel while I inspected her and commanded her into various positions.

It was during this play date that I realized that I still have a long way to go on my fitness regime to get to where I want to be. One of the major things I want do work on is my sexual prowess. I'm still not satisfied with my performance to date, but bear in mind that I'm comparing myself to the Porn stars ten years younger than me (Ye gods am I that old!?) and they have never fought to bring their bodies back under control.

K said I did an amazing job and I don't doubt that I did, but I know I can do better.

By the way; Rockhard Weekend has lost it's potency. I tried it almost 8 months ago and it worked like viagra on steroids, then they changed the formula for some unknown and unacknowledged reason and now it doesn't do shit.

I know this because I have both purchased a bottle of the blue and white pills directly from the manufacturer after they stopped selling in the store and I found a guy who still had a supply of the old stuff.

Took the new pill and waited the requisite 72 hours and I noticed no difference, but when I took the old pill, well, let's just say that I was a little embarrassed to be walking around all the time.

I know that as I lose the weight and rebuild my muscle mass then I'm going to perform better in bed. I'm just being impatient for it.

I spoke to S about M the other day, nothing new there, so I'm not going to worry about it.

L never showed up for the meeting, and she isn't responding to my texts. I may have to go and see her and try to get a direct answer out of her about the modeling and the meetings.

On the actual dating front, I'm still just flirting with women around the town. I want to find another job before I really start going on dates and trying to build a relationship.

I still feel big.

By the way; I love feedback. I thrive on it. Give my your thoughts and suggestions or whatever.

Reading outside of my Diary

Hey guys,

I just thought that I would be the friendly blogger and link up to some of the other bloggers whom I'm following now and give you the best of the best in terms of content and relevancy.

Entering the Scene (A Lonely Pervert Guide)

This is a wonderful essay about getting into the scene, especially if you're single.

Graydancer

A pillar of the community if you ask me.

Violet Blue

I love her voice.

Fetish Flame

I miss these guys. We should pester them to make new shows.

Measurement Wednesday!

I've done the workout about five times. I've made my own little adjustments to the order of things on the DVD, like stretching before I do the exercises. Not that they're difficult by themselves, but I just seem to do more after stretching.

If Kat were to do another one of these videos, I would have to say adding some stretches in the beginning to get warmed up with would be a great idea. I mean, really…who doesn’t stretch before they work out?

I would also suggest leaving more time between exercises that require a position change. I'm an out of shape kinky bastard and sometimes I just need to breathe after doing some of the core work. So when Jessie comes out ready to do pushups, I really hate him at that point, because I'm still on my back panting from the stomach crunches.

I'm a bit confused about the ending of the DVD; are we supposed to masturbate or have an orgasm at the end of the as part of the workout? It's implied but never included as part of it…

Some things I've noticed since starting the workout: when I first started the workout on the 3rd of May, I was three exercises in and sweat was pouring off me in buckets. Today I'm sweating, but it isn't the pool of sweat I had before. My heart was pounding in my chest and throat those first few days, but not now.

I don't feel much different except I've noticed I'm eating less and staying full longer, and people have really noticed that I'm looking much better. I'm not porn star quality yet, but damnit, that's what I'm shooting for!

I didn't take my measurements at the beginning of the regime, but I'm going to get them now and post them and then come back to them in a week.

Measurement Wednesday is born.

5/11/10

Navel 46" totally relaxed

Upper Thigh 34"

Chest 46"

Weight unknown, no scales available

Click my links and buy the DVD. It works. It isn't a joke.

A shot of Vanilla in a chocolate world.

I feel like a hypocrite, but I'm not really. I stated that I'm not using fetlife to meet new people for dating purposes, but I end up meeting people through the site anyway.

I met K through fetlife. K is a sweet girl who has a lot of kinky desires and a couple of obstacles standing in the way of her fantasy fulfillment.

She has an online dom and is currently going through a divorce. I'm just offering her my services as a play partner. I think that I have to make that very clear to her. I'm not looking to get romantically involved with her, but to just help her scratch her itch while she helps me scratch mine.

I like her, she's cool. But I'm not going to take it further than play partners.

There's been no word from S on M, but that's fine. I'm keeping myself distracted with my life to really worry about what's going on with them.

The meeting went well. We talked about a lot of things and we're going to be meeting on a more regular basis. Kink's anonymous!

I'm upset with my ipod. I had written out a nice long article about being a nice guy and what you really have to do be the man in the relationship and when I went to bring it over and polish it up, the article was gone.

How do you punish a piece of technology? Set it in the corner? Give it a good technical tap?

I recorded my missing article, driving down the road just using my ipod to record my thoughts. I may just post that after editing it a bit to tighten it up.

I think I'll do just that.

During the meeting; something strange happened. This may be normal but this is the first time it happened with me. So we're all together in a public Cafe talking about our kinky lives when I see this cute girl walk towards us and waves at me.

She, Kc, comes over and sits down with us and starts chatting with the group as if she belongs and we're just throwing terms at her like TNG and Fetlife. I pick up that she isn't quite getting it. So I lean in to her and I say... "We're into the kinky sex".

Turns out she's a swinger.

To make a long story shorter, Kc's friend comes along and gets sucked into the group as well and it's like a shot of vanilla into the dark chocolate shake of the soul.

Kc's friend has an overpowering personality and in short order, she had not taken over the meeting but was out talking us. So we got up and left after a couple of minutes. I left with the comment "hey, we're hungry and we're going to steaknshake. You're going to the bar right?"

The rest of the night was just fun talking and trying to come up with new ideas for what we can do as a group in the future.

Be on the look out for my podcast and I'll talk at you later guys.

Pink Tape for a pretty girl.

I ended up asking S to let me shoot her for my portfolio and to allow me to begin anew with my photography career and to provide a base for my studio.

She said yes and we followed through with that agreement on Mother's day.

Being a single kinkster does have certain advantages, mainly in that I don't have to worry about potential jealousy. I got my space ready for company and grabbed all the appropriate equipment and headed down to where S was staying.

When I walked in the door, S was ready to go. She was bringing an escort, J, with her for her own reasons. Many photographers don't like the models having an escort for a myriad of reasons. Often times because there was a bad experience with an escort in the past. An escort is somebody that the model brings for their own sense of security, at least that's the intent.

Escorts can go wrong in so many ways, you can get the 'tell me what you're doing' guys, the 'self appointed white knight protector of the virtue' guy, or the 'touch everything oh that just fell' guy.

I don't have an issue with escorts. I just demand a few moments with both the model and the escort before anything else goes on and lay out the rules. The model's comfort level is the ultimate priority at my shoots, if they aren't comfortable then the images aren't going to work, not the escort's. So if the model isn't crying foul, then stay quiet.

If an escort has an idea, then I'm open to it.

And then I go about and talk about the limits I have with the model with the escort right there. That way they have a very clear un

derstanding about what I'm going to be doing with the model.

If the escort objects; then one of two options is available. The escort can leave and not come back, or the shoot is over and I thank them for their time.

Luckily, my terms and limits were acceptable to both S and J.

We shot all over the city. But it was when we got back to my space that things really clicked and went into high gear.

At one point, S's grandmother called during the shoot and instead of pausing and waiting for her to finish her conversation, I plowed on as quietly as possible. That was some fun right there.

If S ever wants to be a fetish model. or a bondage model, or just a regular model, then I will be happy to promote that career.

We ended up talking about M and they were just commenting that M would be all over me in a hot minute if she knew about my kinky side. Buddy, let me tell you that if things work out the way I would like them too... I'll be grinning so big that they'll be able to see it from space.

With that being said; I refuse to get excited about that idea, M and me getting together, because it isn't as likely as I would like it too be.

I cheated on my diet tonight. I got one of my favorite hamburgers from Jack in the Box and I wasn't as happy with the taste of the damn thing as I used to be. I've actually got myself enjoying salads and chicken more than I do hamburgers.

I'm not going to be doing that anymore. ick.

I guess that the next thing on my agenda is to get another job or source of income.

I'm working on the name of my new media company. I've tried Taboo Designs, but that's taken. No Regrets Media; taken.

I'll have to sleep on it.

Tonight I go to bed with a smile on my face with the knowledge of a damn good job done well.

Edit: Google Adsense doesn't like my images. Thus I feel like they're attempting to censor me. So I'm going to let them go.

Dogs are excellent judges of character

Sometimes doing a good deed pays off.

There are times when you are presented with opportunities that you can pass up or you can jump upon.

Sometimes they lead to a good time, often they don't, but I don't think I'll regret going down to pick up my friend from floodsville tonight.

S and I have known each other in passing for years now. I met S when she was but a tiny little teenager and I have watched her become a young woman. Naturally I kind of like the idea of me and her getting together, but she's got a man right now so I'm not going to push that issue.

But she isn't the happiness in this little story. The happiness comes in the form of her friend whom you get introduced to. Cute little girl, M. I think I made a good impression, but my 'game' wasn't on tonight because I'm still in the preliminary 'get my ass into shape' so I didn't really get some good flirting in or some power moves.

Which leads into my next point; girls are fucking everywhere and you never know when you'll be meeting somebody new. Be a Boy scout and be prepared.

As much as I love my friends and family, it took a good stranger to bring me back to earth and let me know that, yes, even though I've been losing weight, I still have a surplus.

That's cool though. I still feel better than ever and I'm still driving towards that killer body I want so bad... I'll settle for a more functional model though.

I think that I'm on the edge of a revelation about women and flirting in general. The edge of it. I'm not there yet.

Me and S bonded tonight in a way that we've never bonded before... she got my iphone and looked at my porn stash. I don't know what the hell I look at when I'm bored and horny at 3 o'clock in the morning, but I should probably stop putting it on my iphone. There were things that I probably shouldn't have on there.

I knew S wasn't an innocent teenager anymore when she started rating the difficulty of some of the positions that she flipped through. Not counting the contortionist poses.

So here's to growing up and to meeting new people.

Do You Take It?

This is a wonderful song that is amazing to gauge the type of girl you have with you.

Happiness? Validation? WTF is this?

So, despite my better judgment, I’m talking to a girl I met on fetlife. I didn’t go out looking for this girl, but rather she came out and pursued me. She’s cute and attractive and lives so far away that I couldn’t see myself making the trip anytime soon to see her.

There are some other factors I have to consider about the relationship, I’m not one for a long-distance relationship as they never seem to work for me. So I’m making it clear to her that we’re just talking right now and if something happens between us then excellent.

Does this mean I'm going to stop with my blogging and my continued effort to test out these dating techniques? Nope. We just met and we're just talking. The understanding is that because there is so much landscape between me and her that if something else comes up and it is more local, then go ahead and pursue it. Too many variables to be pinning all your hopes and dreams on somebody you meet online anyway.

Today is the day that I do the exercises again. I’m going to change it so that I do some stretching before I hit play this time, limber up a bit before I wear myself out.

Being single and kinky is not easy. There are all these things that I want to do that I just can’t do without a second person. Over the years, I’ve collected an impressive amount of toys and they’ve done an excellent job of collecting dust and eating up space in my closet for the past few years.

Recently I’ve expanded the collection a bit to include a couple of metal butt plugs with the jewels on them and an anal hook. Maybe I can start a website with this base? Others have with less. Any cute girls want to be tied up and violated for fun and photography? Doesn’t pay much in the beginning but will pay off big in the long run. Any takers?

I saw my father today. We had just seen each other a few days ago.

His first comment to me was that it looked as if I was starting to lose some inches. Tightening up as it were. If I had needed a boost to tell me that the exercises were a good move, then that was it.

I did the exercises again this morning, so now I'm really sore. It's still in the realm of good pain, but it does hurt.

People tend to laugh when I tell them about this new exercise program, but I have to say that I love the simplicity of it. The gimmick of this video is that it promises to make you better in bed, that is a promise I can live with.

I've gone to the library today to do a little bit of research into my chosen topic of dating and relationships. I picked up a handful of books on the subject and in each one they go into how I should find validation for my life from my life and not from the elusive “her.”

The reasoning for this bit of advice is solid and I'll admit to having forgotten this lesson once or twice, but if you aren't happy with your life, then who in their right mind is going to want to share their life with you?

Not to mention that if you have all your happiness pinned on the shoulders of some girl, then you're going to come off as desperate and needy. Being either of those things is like using gasoline to put a fire out, just doesn't work.

Find happiness outside of who you are wanting to date. So what makes me happy?

* going out and photographing people.

* hanging out with friends

* reading a good book

* teaching

* experiencing new things

* playing on photoshop

* getting people together

* video games

* watching movies

* writing

* exercising

* being a leader

* being involved

* learning new things

* being able to not worry about money

* being the best at something

Of course what really makes me happy is sex, but that requires a partner so I'm leaving that off the list for the moment.

I forgot this lesson once, pinned all my happiness on the idea of me and this girl being together and she did the appropriate thing and got the hell away from me and found some other guy. To that I say awesome.

She did the right thing.

Be willing and able to walk away and be sure to make it clear that no matter what she does, you are going to be having a good time. It would be to her benefit to join you but with or without her, your life will not stop on her dime.

Think about it. I'm out for the day, putting out resumes and hitting on businesses so I can make the money to pay for the dates.

It's hard to do a sit up when you're drowning

I did it…mostly. I did all of the exercises on the Fortradvd; if by all you don't include a lot of the reps and an entire section labeled 'the next level,' then I did all of the exercises. I feel good after having done them, cleaner.

Of course I had to pause the video a couple of times to catch my breath and to get resituated as the video progressed. There were a couple of exercises that I just couldn't do, something about having a belly getting in the way of me kicking the ceiling. I did my best though and ended up mostly kicking the wall.

After the workout, I'm not ashamed to say that I collapsed and let myself just become a puddle of goo. My heart was pounding, sweat was pouring off of me in rivulets, and I experienced a weakness of the muscles that comes with a good exertion.

I can't even write with a pen, my handwriting has gone from bad to illegible. I can feel it now, the pain is going to be overwhelming once my body realizes what I'm doing to it. I plan on doing this again on Wednesday and then on Friday.

Now that I have the exercise program in place and I'm working on improving my overall health and sexual appeal, I would like to touch on a few other topics about myself that all single men should take into consideration.

How we appear: I'm guilty of it, giving myself the once over in the morning and thinking I'm some sexy stuff with my rumpled hair and day old stubble. The sad fact is that I don't look like Brad Pitt at his worst when I'm at my best, none of us do. So why am I neglecting the things that will get my foot in the door with the people that I want to attract?

I'm not actually. But for the sake of argument and discussion, let's examine what I need to address to make sure that the presentation of me is the best that I can do as if I were ignoring it all.

One of the first things that women notice is a guy's hair. Is it messy? Does it fit my head? When was the last time I had it cut? Would it look better on an older man? All questions to be answered.

Right now, my hair is a bit longer than what I'm used to. I have widow's peak that makes it look as if I have a receding hairline. When I was younger I liked dressing up as Dracula for Halloween, so it wasn't an issue then. Now that I'm older though, looking as if you're about to go bald isn't the hottest look in town. My plan is to find a good stylist and get a professional opinion on what my next hairstyle should be.

I'm also looking for the hairs growing out of my face. Any odd, rogue hairs popping out of unusual places? Pluck ‘em, and I have to be sure to shave more than once a week.

They say that the clothes make the man and they're right. I have to go through and look at all my clothes to make sure that they are in good condition and that I don't need to go visit the seamstress. I also have to confirm that they fit me well.

Being a larger man has certain advantages, but clothing is not one of them. Being built like a small mountain often means that the most effort many designers have put into designing for the bigger man is to put some interesting graphics on the drapery that we are presented with. So what clothes I do find that fit and look good on me, I treat as if they are more precious than gold. Cause they are just as expensive.

The next thing that I have to look at is my shoes. Are they nice, or are they really comfortable and torn to hell? Trust me, given the option, I would go for the comfort of a favorite pair of shoes over the discomfort of a better looking pair, but women are often not given this option.

Why go through all this trouble? Because women do it for us all the time, to the point that they do it subconsciously now. It is only common courtesy that I should do it for them. Trust me when I say that they will notice; they won't say anything right away, but they will appreciate that you have taken the time to adjust your appearance for them.

Our appearance says a lot to everybody who looks at us. Subtle clues that say a lot about us: do we take ourselves seriously? Are we mature? How I dress is going to tell her so much about me even before I've had a chance to say hello.

Think of your body as a house: the physical condition of the house is your health, the yard as your hair, and the paint as your clothing. You know those condemned houses that nobody wants to look at? They're falling apart at the seams and the yard is overgrown and the paint is cracking and in need of a fresh coat?

Compare that to the houses on Nob Hill. Structurally sound, immaculate yards, and paint so meticulous that you couldn't find a crack in them for years to come. Which would you like to put the down payment on?

I'm off to repair my structure and mow the yard. Till next time.

Breaking news

My place of employment has been flooded. So the blog will continue as normal, but any actual dates or anything that requires money will probably not happen until I find new work or I start making money with my online skills.