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The Post-Joke Era
Posted:Oct 24, 2021 6:00 am
Last Updated:Oct 26, 2021 11:35 am
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Humans never cease to amaze me.

I wasn't going to write... anything at all.

But a punctuation mark crossed my IM screen and I laughed aloud and felt I had to vent a
bit.

To whom? For whom?
Why and wonder... Don't get me started.

I spent some time looking at broadcasters on this site.
I'm a little confused.
Where does one obtain a buzz device that is somehow activated by this site?
Seems like a lie.
Prove me wrong.
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Delta Tau
Posted:Sep 10, 2021 7:27 pm
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2021 4:10 am
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Meaning " change i n time "

30 o r more years ago, a British company invented a digital signal processor that is responsible for some o f the greatest music that has ever been made. As an audio engineer... she was one o f the most fun toys I've been allowed t o play with.

Years. Decades later, digital affords a completely different approach t o " how it's done " -- but I digress, forgive me.

I contracted the COVID-version 2 ( which I believe is called " delta " ) a couple o f weeks ago. I was dilerious with fever, which caused all kinds o f mental issues.

I remembered a boatload o f childhood memories that I had somehow forgotten.
They are captured on paper, but I wanted t o share just a few here, if nobody minds.

But first, I gotta say, in the past few days o n this particular site, I've been called a fake and told that I a m " full o f i t" -- neither o f which has a hint o f truth.

Anyway, a s a , I played baseball. I was a catcher. Possibly one o f the most difficult positions because he's involved i n every single pitch. Later I became a pitcher, but I like catching the most. He's the only defensive guy that i s looking a t the field from the batter's point-o f-view.

Blurs occurs. Then I was o n Dave Matthews' stage, testing antennae. Proving " coverage " and "range ". 80,000 seats i n a stadium. Everything worked properly and the catering was phenomenal.

Then lastly, m y was born. The most amazing thing I have ever seen. He's almost 30 now -- a successful marine biologist.

All these things are true. Why would I lie?

A s a n example, I include a photo that I rarely share.
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A Handful of Things
Posted:Jul 26, 2021 11:05 am
Last Updated:Sep 10, 2021 8:04 pm
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… or " All Over the Map ".

Another schitzo post, drawing bits from other pieces I am writing for other audiences. Think o f i t as a greatest hits selection… you, the reader, don't have t o muddle through the B-sides and lame entries.

First, thoughts o n material things. There was a time when I owned a warehouse, full o f professional sound reinforcement equipment – most o f which required two or more strong men t o maneuver from floor t o truck t o stage.
Many of the rolling roadcases had duplicates. Spares. Stuff fails hundreds o f miles away from headquarters. Some remote locales don't have an outlet that can rent the same thing; so critical gear was always duplicated.
These days however, there is a very long trail o f sound equipment behind me… in my past. Gone but not forgotten. Glory days, I guess. I DO miss my pianos – haven't touched one in over a year.
Today, I am a minimalist. Everything I own fits into my four-door sedan. This has been proven many times over during the past three or four years.
I still like t o visit flea markets and garage/yard sales t o look at all the "stuff" people are trying t o shed from their balance sheets. Sometimes I'll leave with a knick-knack; something I certainly don't need but was too damn cute t o not have sit atop a window ledge or countertop (my current residence doesn't have a mantel unfortunately).

This almost dovetails into part two. Character.
When I write fiction (which is quite often), my favorite activity is characterization. I write pages and pages o f a character's backstory. Much o f this exercise doesn't make it t o the actual story being written but I was taught by a much better writer than I, "You must know EVERYTHING about your character or i t's not real."
But a fictional "character" is merely the second definition o f the word. The primary meaning o f "character" is an attribute or feature that distinguishes an individual person. Kinda the same thing, but not quite.
I'm reminded o f the statement by Mr. Wolf, a character in the film Pulp Fiction, in which the two are differentiated. He says t o his niece at her father's junkyard, "Just because you ARE a character doesn't mean you HAVE character." -- Or something like that anyway.
My feeling is that "character" – in the primary sense o f the word – is how a person behaves when no one is looking. Almost like a form o f integrity or dare I say, quality.

I let that hang there on purpose. Quality is an entirely different discussion t o which I refer any interested reader o f fiction one (o f many) tomes I have read that changed my life: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by the esteemed Robert M. Pirsig His exploration into the "Metaphysics of Quality" says more about the topic than any I am aware o f otherwise. I f you know others, please let me know.

So then, mentioning "qualities" o f a person's character leads me into two more ideas. The first o f which is the comparison and contrast o f "courage" and "bravery".
Oddly, multiple sources claim these two are synonyms. But I disagree. Courage is not a quality. I t is an ability. A choice. A person with courage chooses t o confront something without any fear. This person is usually driven by a cause – a belief that he or she feels is worth fighting for despite multiple reasons not t o.
Meanwhile, a brave person is simply that – brave. I t is a quality o f a person that does something without any fear. Bravery simply happens, courageousness is a learned trait.

This finally leads me t o the issue I am currently having a difficult time writing about: fate versus destiny.
Since I'm at a complete loss, I ask you, my intelligent readers: was it fate that you have read this far? Or was it your destiny?
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Mirror image
Posted:Jul 15, 2021 8:05 am
Last Updated:Jul 21, 2021 10:44 am
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Well she's kind o f like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soul

And she's kind o f like a movie
Everyone rushes t o see
And no one understands i t
Sittin' in their seats

Well she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day o f the week
People look right through her
Baby doll, check your cheek

And she's kind o f like a poet
Who finds i t hard to speak
Poems come so slowly
Like the colors down a sheet

She opens her mouth t o speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' t o be

I've been achin' for a while now, friend
I've been achin' hard for years

Well she's kind o f like an artist
Who uses paints no more
You never show me what you're doing
Never show a soul

Well, I saw one o f your pictures
There was nothin' that I could see
I f no one's on your canvas
Well, I'm achin' t o be

She closes her mouth t o speak and
Closes her eyes t o see
Thought about an' only loved
She's achin' t o be
Just like me

-- Writer: PAUL WESTERBERG
From The Replacements' 1989 album Don't Tell a Soul
The soundtrack t o my sophomore year in college. Highly reccommended.
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Fill-in-the-Blank
Posted:Jul 9, 2021 5:46 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 3:13 pm
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If I had a million dollars, I'd _____________________________________ .
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" Ready or not " ...
Posted:Jul 8, 2021 3:56 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 4:08 pm
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…" here I come ".

This post will likely seem schizophrenic. Just because sense is made for me, doesn't mean anyone else will understand. ( gosh – writing a sentence without " t o " or " i t " can be quite a challenge : )
Beginning as three ( if not four ) different posts, for brevity, I have consolidated them.

First: announcing your orgasm – ( thus the title line )
Do you tell your partner when you are coming? Does your partner tell you?
I don't mean moans, groans and squeals; I mean actual words. If so, what is spoken?

Secondly: brand loyalty
As an example, I purchase Kraft cheese products exclusively. Duracell batteries. Aussie Moist shampoo and Dial soap. Other than that, I'm pretty flexible – a variety of foreign and domestic automobiles, different clothing, sometimes a change is good. Many lessons can be learned in trying new things.
So I ask you, my readers, what brands will you simply NOT compromise? More importantly, WHY?

Third: meets
Personally, I can tell as many good stories as bad. I don't regret any of them.
I'm curious… would any of you share a story of a meet originating from this site? As detailed or not as you wish.
I almost married a woman I met here about five years ago. My last threesome was arranged here. I have others, I'll share them over time.

Lastly: breaking
Researching for a short story, and because the topic fascinates me endlessly, I've been reading a lot about quantum mechanics – Heisenberg, Schrödinger, Einstein and all the others. Their experiments and thought experiments. Mind-boggling.
The idea that human observation MAKES reality.
Anyway, Niels Bohr postulated this idea of the " quantum jump " – when there is an abrupt transition from one energy level to another. The moment when the point-of-no-return occurs. A change in condition. One moment a dropped coffee mug is intact, a moment later in pieces on the kitchen floor.
In human relationships, is there a quantum jump from being a couple to being two singles? Or is it more like classical systems where transitions are gradual and energy states change over periods of easily measurable time? I've experienced both and would like your thoughts on previous relationships ( or maybe one you are in right this moment ).

Any and all comments are greatly appreciated. Have a great weekend!
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One of us
Posted:Jun 18, 2021 12:43 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 4:54 pm
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's Friday and I should be writing my " Friday Fill in the Blank " ( on another site ), and should also wrap-up a story about " Bridges and Staircases " ... the suspense is slingshot worthy.

Instead, I write unto you. I am your humble servant. I'm always looking; hoping I'll find the one intellectual that can tie-in.

Building on a previous post of my own, I think about the reading skills ( and the reading habits ) of a post-virus society.
No. that. A post-internet society.

Here's some good news: someone is out reading.
I thank the tiny handful of my readers. Encourage others. And the commenters will receive the greatest gifts of words.

Where did the words go?
Must one be over the age of 40 t o understand the written word?

I sent this on a personal . But I think should be PROCLAIMED.
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Writing for? Writing's sake.
Posted:Jun 17, 2021 11:34 am
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 5:03 pm
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Is possible?

I keep thinking I must post a sexy picture or story.

Don't people just think about, reflect and even comment on things other than sex?

Here's something I found sexy. Because, at a distance, 's a fabulous abstraction of body parts.
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Stairs ( stares ? -- maybe )
Posted:Jun 14, 2021 8:02 am
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2021 12:17 pm
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I went back and read Neal Stephenson. My third or fourth time. The man's a bloody genius.
Combine pipe organs with a deck of cards?

Dunno why he's not a world leader... these things take time I guess.
He should meet up with Ray Kurzweil and we'll have flying automobiles in less than a year.

ahhhhhh That's probably not a very good idea. Some people can't even drive on the ground : )

Books with over one-thousand pages can sometimes be intimidating.
I get that.
I read more than I write.
I draw ( or paint ) about half as much.

But I'm not really certain that anyone cares one way or the other.

We want happiness.

w h o doesn't?

I have a friend w h o lives almost exactly 300 miles away from me. His n a m e is Dean. We were neighbors long ago.

He and I have lived almost parallel lives -- music business. Big tours. Loud sound. Always on the road.
We laughed after we finally met because we realized that the reason we didn't know one another was because we were both doing exactly the s a m e thing.

Pushing buttons and turning knobs so that tens of thousands could hear their favorite songs.

Dean taught me a really neat trick when tuning a piano.
I showed him a better way for soldering cables.
We were good like that. Once you can trust... you share everything.
We both saxophone. We meander on keyboards. Sing like birds.

Anyway, we lost a really good friend recently. Heart attack. Happens so fast.

Can't attend a funeral... fuckin' COVID.

So instead, he sends me a photo. He went deep into the woods. Showing me something I didn't know for myself. Trees.

Trees can dance. They do when we are not looking.
So much reality that some folks " magic " HAPPENS because we are not looking.

Look at these trees dancing:
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Reaching
Posted:Jun 13, 2021 7:05 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 1:54 pm
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I was trying t o remember the last time I shaved my face.

Seems like a weird thing t o think about.

I haven't had a haircut since COVID, either. My photos are out of date.
The way this site treats -- I don't really care : )

Anyway... kinda got t o recalling some truly fabulous moments in my past few decades of life.
I don't like t o brag, and some topics are still under non-disclosure agreements. But I'll share a brief moment or five.

Has anyone viewed a TV series from the 80s called " Moonlighting "?

Cybill Sheppard, at that time, was so lovely. She was Betsy in Taxi Driver

I forgot that. Praise Wikipedia. Keeps making me sound smart.

But the reason I brought it up is that Bruce Willis plays David Addison, an absolutely glorious role. His first one, I thin k

The really goofy part is that I went t o high school with David Addison. Who went on t o become a private detective, and later... an investigator for the American government.
Unfortunately, he's dead now. But that's neither here-nor-there.

I grew-up watching this show ( among others -- I don't own, nor watch television these days ).
Five seasons.
I still think it holds. Pretty good writing and characterization.

But what do I know?

I DO know, Bruce ( Walter, actually ) told me that " Moonlighting " was the greatest fun he has ever had in front of a camera.
When I watch it now ( just background noise ), it makes me smile.
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Fingers Do the Walking
Posted:Jun 10, 2021 3:12 pm
Last Updated:Jun 14, 2021 8:33 am
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It's not always the worst thing in the world.

Some folks can only see how bad everything is.

I'm not an optimist. I'm a realist.
I don't expect be pleased by each and every aspect of my life.
Or someone else's life.
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Fill in the Blank
Posted:Jun 4, 2021 1:30 am
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 1:58 pm
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Within a completely different blog-space, where we wear coats and ties, I write a weekly offering called " Fill in the Blank".
With a tip-o'-the-hat toward Mark Goodson and Bill Todman ( a pair of men that have occupied the attention of countless housewives and third-shift teamsters, etc. from the early-sixties through the mid-seventies ) -- an homage to a daytime television show known as " Match Game ".

When I watched it, as a prepubescent, Gene Rayburn was the host and, dare I say, a model for 20th Century humor. I didn't get all the jokes, nor did I understand the inbetweens he and Betty White shared... but I was enthralled by the silly answers the questions posed.

So, very recently, I discovered that AdultFriendFinder is a form of " match game ".

I always knew that, but now more than ever... the " spark " offerings of making a match are the least flammable I have experienced here in decades. There used be a community here. Where did it go?

So anyway... I'll throw out a fill-in-the-blank y' and again receive a form of litmus test regarding many-if-not-most of the members in THIS forum.

I LOG ONTO AdultFriendFinder BECAUSE _________________________________.
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Open letter to a philosopher
Posted:May 25, 2021 8:47 am
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2021 2:27 pm
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First... my posts are still being manipulated by the powers that be.

If an occasional short word and sometimes worse - a single letter - is missing from my posts; rest assured such errors were not in the original writing. I edit documents for a living. 'nuff said.

Some of my posts are still being denied outright. Censorship should be the eighth Cardinal Sin.

Speaking of sin... my latest novel is all about the idea of sin. It is quite possibly my most intense undertaking as a writer.
I tend to question everything before drawing my own conclusion. I was raised Roman Catholic. I call myself a " recovering Catholic " - not unlike a recovering alcoholic or addict. I don't practice the rituals of Catholicism any longer... but they will always remain a part of who I am.

Anyway, I occasionally solicit the thoughts of a friend of mine whom I met here on AdultFriendFinder almost seven years ago. She has a brilliant mind and a very stable existence despite all of the obstacles that continue to be thrown in her path.

She suggested I ask the hedonistic audience of this forum if they might have insight that I might be able to glean in order to flesh-out the characters and concepts a bit better.

Up for it?

Hope so. The letter went much like this:

Greetings fellow humanoid,

I'm off work this glorious Tuesday, and with laptop firmly upon my lap found the time and solace to write to you my good friend. I hope this finds you well.

I worry about you often because I have yet to hear that you are feeling/doing better. With hardly a detail as to what is going foul... you know me... I always dwell on the worst-case scenario. My concerns are rarely as bad as the realities of situations I find myself in - but knowing what the worst can be usually makes the reality easy to bear.

Some call this pessimism. I disagree.
The solution to the half-full/half-empty conundrum is quite simple... the glass is obviously too large for the liquid it is containing : )

So, I need to ask more of your level-headed brain in the hopes of moving my latest piece regarding sin a bit more forward.

I find many have a difficult time separating God from religion. God, or whomsoever one may choose to call such an entity ( entities? ) is certainly the grand architect of the physical world and the universe that surrounds it. He/She/It exists beyond time and space -- according to some accounts, has counted every hair on your head and knows the movements of every blade of grass in the wind.

Religion is a manmade entity ( entities ) which has been handed down from generation to generation, modified as necessary, and is no different than what we call government or even corporations. Basically a set of values - dare I say " morals " - that any and all that claim to be a part of such a community abide by ( or so they claim in public, despite how they behave privately ).

So kindly, lovely lady, put aside your religion( s ) and help me get a better grasp on a concept that has been building a wall around what I am trying to write about.

Is there an afterlife?

Does the spirit actually " go " somewhere after the corporeal body ceases to function?

Heaven. Valhalla. Hell. Hades. Purgatory. Limbo. Etc.

Knowing what I think I know about the Newton-inspired conservation of energy law ( not a theory -- a physical law ) penned by the French, female philosopher and mathematician Émilie du Châtelet: energy ( much like mass ) can neither be created nor destroyed. Therefore, when one dies, the " energy " of the living being ( call it a soul or spirit or what-have-you ) must " go " somewhere -- like when visible light, heat and smoke are released from a burning log, leaving only ashes behind.

IF there is a Heaven/Hell dichotomy, and the soul truly " travels " to one or the other -- is this not what keeps righteous people ( religious or not ) from committing sin? Staying free from sin " just in case " religion is correct?

Of course " Karma " - what goes around comes around - plays into this, if one believes in reincarnation, which does not violate the law of energy's conservation.

The curveball that keeps being thrown at me - looking like it is about to hit me upon its approach and then sloping down-and-out while pushing me away from home-plate is the concept of Yin/Yang. Despite what my mother may think, and certain texts may convey, I firmly believe that there is exactly the same amount of good as there is evil on this particular planet.

It certainly coincides with Karma, and conjecturally dovetails with the law of conservation of energy and mass.

So I ask myself, and consequently now - you - is the motivation of a happy afterlife the reason certain people strive to remain sin-free? And if there really is as much good as there is evil among us, what motivates the sinner?



Those that read... thank you for your time. Those that comment, thank you for your mind.

Cheers!
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