When Roses are Blue.
|
Posted:Sep 7, 2007 5:05 am
Last Updated:Sep 29, 2007 3:43 pm
2407 Views
|
OK, Ok...I've procastinated enough about this one so here it is in the raw so to speak. I've only just got in from having dinner with a mate of mine. The conversation covered politics, both local and global. Dinner was the usual animal carcass and foliage. I'm about to smoke a doobey so my typing skills will deteriorate as the text continues, that is if history repeats itself. 
Years and years ago I was told, as many of you probably had been that," Roses are red, Violets are blue." An addage holding true to the uninitiated and niave and young. Almost black and white in it's simplicity. However, throughout this experience called life. We encounter variables, shades of grey. For some of us we experience...a contrast of some complexity.
I believe I am experiencing that "contrast of some complexity" now. Not having been very successful in either Life nor Love. Don't get me wrong I do enjoy the one off encounter with some guy every now and then (I wish more now than then, which some would argue makes me not monogamus). I did try hard at both Life and Love. I was hurt. Badly hurt by two people in fact. I vowed never to embark on the illusion of romance again. I have kept that vow. For many years I resisted all forms of emotional intimacy. Almost to the point that I felt nothing.
For years until now. I've been on this site for about a year and a half. At first it was all about curiosity. Then it quickly became an ego thing. How many "Views" I got and "Invites". I met a few guys from here and Ya-duh Ya-duh....you've read it before(see previous Blog entries...for more detail). However, something was always missing.
Sex was just that... sex. Don't get me wrong I like sex...too much. But, just sex for this length of time...it's gotten old. I want something more.
I want to be close to someone. Hold someone. Be there for someone. Not just fuck. I want a re..., I want a relatio..., I..., I.., I CHANGED MY FUCKING MIND!!!!! Naw,I mean it guys, I want to know what Love is, but, I am so afraid. There it is in a nut shell! I am afraid of intimacy! Geesh, I said it. Golly Gee Whiz! I said it! I just bared my soul to a bunch of strangers. I wonder what that makes me? I've also put nude pics up on the Net. I've had sex in Virtual space with real strangers and vice versa LOL! C'mon that was witty!!!
Seriously, though what am I? Because now I want someone for myself. It just doesn't gel.
TO BE CONTINUED
P.S. Date: September 16th, 1:33 p.m. Unsolicited Testimony
I just had to add this here! Last night I had another encounter in Bermuda. I had to drive to Smiths parish. We met in front of the Harrington Sound Post office. This was a quicky sort of thing,but, this guy was really cool. Great cock, tight body, mmmmm... he tasted yummy! and was straight and married (lucky wife). What makes me want to share is the e-mail he sent to me after. It reads like it should have been a testimonial, but, he sent it to me.
I think it bodes well for the benefits of good oral skills (cock sucking). His English is not the best so the tenses are off a bit. I'm gonna share it with you. Here it is and decide for yourselves: "men i have best bojob in my live this guy is good hope to meet you one day" Like I said this was sent after the fact, so, he must mean meet again! I hate to make promises, but, in this case I'll say we'll meet again, for sure!!!!!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Turkish Bartenders and Airport Hotels
|
Posted:Feb 27, 2007 5:22 pm
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2007 6:49 pm
2596 Views
|
Hey,
I haven't updated in a while, so I thought I would do it now as I'm bored stiff and suffering from post holiday depression. I got back a couple of days ago and am feeling like well...kinda shitty. The weather doesn't help much either. Enough about me though...I was thinking about last week this time. I was due to come back on a Thursday and my flight was canceled due to the storms on the east coast. Get this...I go to Switzerland for ski and there's no snow and the snow is over here in the west. Go figure.
Anyways, I'm stuck in Zurich and had to get a room. I stayed at the Zurich Airport Hilton. Nice enough. The day went fast as I went into the city. By evening I was back at the hotel. I had to eat and felt a little mischief so I went to the bar. Place was packed with people like me who were stranded. So I'm at the bar and the bartender (this tall, dark haired, muscular sort whom I thought was Greek) and I become quick buddies. He's getting me really drunk. I'm talking away to everybody.
Long story short I ended up with the bartender. He had to sneak up to the room after his shift. Pretty good lay as well. If your into strong, dark, masculine men very nice cock too (uncut)! During the post fuck small talk (my weak spot) I mentioned that I thought he was Greek. I gotta tell ya it was a mistake. He was Turkish! Not a problem you might think, but, noooooo. I had to pull the National Front Turkish Choir Boy. I am given a history from the great Ottoman Empire to the present day. It was a learning experience.
A half hour later I tell Mikael (you see isn't that a greek sounding name?) I have an early call to catch the flight back home. He starts getting dressed and then I go for it again. He had the best cock I've seen in a long while. It was fat and long with the thickest foreskin that covered the big head completely. And when pulled back his cock head was totally smooth and shiny. Fuck...did I mention he had a great cock? Gobble, gobble! And then there was his scent. It was exotic and animal not perfumed. I mean he smelled like sex. I dunno what it is...the diet? But if I could bottle that stuff I'd be in dollars. So we fucked again!
I don't usually rank guys but in my opinion he is definitely in the top ten of my all time fucks. I would have missed my flight because we fell asleep when the sun was coming up. Luckily the Friday flights were canceled as well. I slept in and he snuck out dodging the chamber maids! LOL! Kinda funny thinking about it now, a grown man sneaking out of a hotel room. It was the perfect ending to an otherwise ok vacation.
In the end I guess I lucked out! Although there was any snow in Switzerland I did in the end have my Turkish Delight! LOL! This is the G rated version. But I won't bore you with his ass eating techniques and big loads of hot cum. Nah I leave this one on the up and up! LOL!
That's all for now I'll update when I feel better. For now I think I'll wank off thinking about Turkey!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
HAPPY?
|
Posted:Sep 26, 2006 7:48 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2007 4:16 pm
2427 Views
|
First all, I know I didn't finish the last one, but, "HE", thought I was being too obvious. Oh well, I am bound to the code, "never kiss and tell!" The title is in question form because I just might be happy. I'm not sure really. It's a guess.
I'll keep you updated. Before I go...thanks for all the e-mails and invites!
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
The Mating Game!
|
Posted:Aug 19, 2006 5:45 am
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2007 11:34 pm
2500 Views
|
And I'm back! Boy it has been a while, but, summers are a bit busy for me and I can only write what really happens. Okay, okay, I really wait until each blog gets to a certain number of hits. For me the magic number is 150. After the number is reached I am inclined to write another (Blog). So here goes. Oh yeah, thanks for all the comments, e-mails, and invites (most of which I have accepted). Keep them coming!!!
Well, it has been kinda busy on all fronts this summer. I gotta tell you about a rendez-vous I had through this site just recently. For those of you who have been following my blog updates you'll understand that I was just a little gun shy from past experience. But, once again curiousity got the better of me.
It started with a wink (as per norm for me). I "winked" back. This guy seemed really cool going by the profile and the pics! I was impressed enough to give my cell number right off the bat. We arranged to meet. This time it was not just a hotel bar, but, a hotel room. Promising I thought. I get at the centrally located hotel property (near Hamilton with a slightly diferent name colored pink). I go to the room. Upon finding the room I take a deep breath and knock on the door.
There's the sound of locks and the door opens. There he stands...God! Not a figure of speech, but...God. This guy was perfect. He wasn't terribly tall (about 5'10/11) with dark hair, dark (olive) skin and blue eyes. I love the combination. Recessive gene traits are turn ons! I have brown skin and hazel/green eyes, but, black hair and light blue eyes... geesh! I thought I was in heaven! It was all I could do to keep from going for his crotch right there in the threshold. Somehow, I maintained composure long enough to enter the room. Turns out this guy was an Irish Greek hybrid mix. A good mix as you'll find out.
The preliminary small talk was made and all I could think about was getting him out of his clothes and onto that king sized bed covered with a tropical floral duvee. (I'll tell you why I remember that little factoid later) He was perfect! His voice was baritoned. His sharp jaw was framed by just a little stubble which decended to the base of his neck just below his prominent adams apple. Immediately below that were the first wisps of black curly chest hair which fell in a perfect V shape to his navel just above the elastic waist-band of his trousers. And his torso...(Man! I'm getting randy just writing this!) was a cross between Michangelo's David and any Calvin Klein model's torso. His legs were those of a swimmer, there was no flab on this body! (At all...really!!) (OOoops...I gotta go I'm at work...I'll get back to this ASAP)
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
The Fourth Date.
|
Posted:Jul 4, 2006 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2007 6:51 pm
2747 Views
|
Hey, I'm back. As always thanks for the very endearing e-mails, invites and winks. You are very kind. Apparently, some of you want to know more. So here goes, date number four.
Now, remember I had been kinda like a lot into date three for a long while. We had first been in contact with one another in November of last year. Having been away for a few months changing his handle a bit, but my point is a while. Then there was this guy. Out of the blue. The classic "Wink" thing. I reply, having (I think) a little experience with the third date guy. I say something original like, "Thanks for the wink". I know inspired. He replies. I say something like I read the book he's holding in one of his profile pics. We banter back and forth for a few days. We set a date to meet! My point is it was really fast by comparison to date number three. All the while I'm finalizing the deal with the date number three. The two dates ended up on the Friday and Saturday nights of the same weekend. Just happened that way.
The Friday night was a suck-cess (see previous entry for those of you who have just joined)! I get home. Get on the net and he's there! We send messages back and forth. He says something about not wanting to drive around. Great, I think because I don't feel comfortable with him coming to my place. I go to him. I have some auto issues but I get there. Dudes, you gotta figure I (Me!!!) drove from Somerset to Flatt's near the Aquarium! Me!!! I was determined! I wanted that cock!
I'm lousy with directions ,but, with luck and a cell phone, I get there. I drive up the steep drive to this house. I see the Yamaha in the cycle park (just like I was told). I park the car and make my way to a lower apartment. The light from the opened door guided my path. I get inside and he's standing in front of me wearing nothing but a pair of swim trunks (boxers not briefs). We don't even talk just right at it!
Man! I loved his big,muscular,slightly hairy (he shaves) body. His French Canadian accent is a total turn on! I swallow him whole! He pulls me up asking me to remove my shorts. I'd already taken off the wife beater I was wearing. I stand back letting him survey every inch of me. It is a total turn on! I got this guy goin'!
He's lying back on the sofa and I straddle the sofa and his face! Dudes!I face fucked this 'straightguyCOLOR]like there was no tomorrah (not a typo!)! The wall behind the sofa is mirrored so I see myself face fucking this guy! We then change positions with me eating him out! God, two nights in a row and two hot stud pussies! I'm in Heaven! I eat out this man bitch and he's groaning and moaning like the big fucking Quebecois (hispanic) bitch that he is deep down inside. I got him begging for me to hurt his tits as I eat out his hot hole! I ask him if he likes it (the rimming) and he purrs ,"yes", (in a heavy French Canadian accent). "That's it Bitch! Who's your daddy!?!"  I got the Power!!!
That's when I go for his cock and suck him until he blew his hot wad into my skull. It was great! For him. I eventually leave.
When I get home I sent a "thanks it was fun" e-mail.
My best mate is straight. He never wants to suck my cock. What gives? Why can't I have a straight guy friend like these straight guys. If someone has been shortin' me your gonna hear about it!
I know straight guys (...I think). I gotta figure out which ones are straight and which are straight. That's it boys! The proverbial cat is out the proverbial bag! There are straight guys then there are straight guys!
I want straight guys! COLOR]How would that translate in verbally? Straight guy?How do I say[I[B]],"Straight ...Right? (Wink!)[COLOR deeppink] I'll get right on it and let you know when I figure it out. Until next time. Hope you enjoyed this one. Take care.
4saken2
P.S. Dudes, what's up with the pink?
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
Stoned!
|
Posted:Jun 24, 2006 7:28 am
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2007 6:52 pm
2964 Views
|
And I'm Back...!
Firstly, sorry about the break. Didn't plan for it to be so long ...but, there it is.
I think it was (William) Blake who said, "If the windows of perception were cleaned, everything would appear, exactly, as it is." I think about this when buzzed or ...stoned (as some of you might say). If the windows of perception were cleaned. And, everthing would appear exactly as it is. Soooo, profound a notion. Makes me wonder. Again, when stoned!
What could he mean? What is he saying? Is he suggesting that this temporal metaphysical state of being, is it? This is it? Oh, God I hope not! Geesh, what a scary idea. Man, can you imagine that this is all there is? Like, nothing is but what we see, feel and/or taste. {narly}{peace}{sigh}
I'm kinda, stoned if you couldn't tell. Feeling pensive yet relaxed. Paranoid, yet at the same time peaceful. You know stoned!
Anyway, back to the Blake conundrum.
I figure that the answer to whether or not this state of being is random or patterned is irrelevant. Because, if something happens once and never is to be repeated... does it have any meaning? The answer is no. Ergo, the individual life and any perceptions derived from it are... meaningless. Sorta like Milan Kundera's, "The Unbearable Lightness of Being" but... on "E!" You know the Lightness and Weight stuff, but, but more abstract.ENOUGH ABOUT THAT!
But really folks very few of us actually care about such things. We, are so obsessed with our little lives of lies. Pretending to be what we are not. For the sake of others. Whom by the way are pretending to be what they are not.
All the while knowing that this is it. We got no second chances. This is my FUCKING LIFE!
{Inside Voice} So, why is it that every freak in a hundred miles radius has to try and fuck with me? Why? I can tell you some stories! But, I never kiss and tell! That would be crude. But, I can give you an outline (just because I really like you). Just from the people, I've actually met, from this site.
What a Motley Crue of asses!?! Most, not all. One was really nice. {smile} But he was on, a different stage of developement, shall I say. But, the others! Okay ,okay, the first one, sends tons of e-mails, nice profile/pic, all the good stuff. We start messenging, then talking on the phone and stuff. (All the time I'm thinking I'm yakkin' to the stud in the handle!) Then we arrange to meet. So, I get all primed up. (You know how it is) I'm ready! I get to the hotel bar, looking along it's long, shiny deep, redwood length. Looking for the...Guy!
I see no one. My heart drops! I'm thinkin', "I bin stood up!"
Then someone approaches. My mind races between "who could this be?" and "No, FUCKING WAY!" (and not in the good sense) I was mortified! You got it. I was scammed! My very first time too. This was the guy. But, this wasn't the Guy! Moral delimna! What do I do? I had established a relationship with this person ,but, I thought this person was somebody else. (Kinda like a metaphor for my life) But,really could you just walk out of there (which was my knee jerk reaction)? Flashes of Cyrano Debergerac, but, more twisted like. Anyway, I stayed. I mean he was nice, just not my type. He also had a dark side I didn't like as well. And there was the character issue. What does it say of the individual who would perpetrate a fraud designed only to reveal itself? Wrong pic...REMEMBER!?!
So, that was my first experience from meeting people from this site. Not cool. So, I tried again. I figured I wouldn't let one bad experience put me off. {narly}{peace}{sigh}
The next guy was smooth.. nice pic. A little bit street ,but, I figure what the hell? We arrange to meet. I get there, a cozy little out of the way. Very near the gates to the Dockyard [HINT]. I wait. I wait. I wait. Yes, for the second hook up from this site I really did get stood up. I'm battin' bad boys and it's the bottom of the ninth. Do I give up? Noooo! I go to meet another one. Will I ever learn? You'll soon find out, tomorrow! When I'll tell you all about the straight guys I've met from this site...Yummy! P.S. Spell Check isn't working again...sorry.
O.k! I'm back! As promised I will tell about a few of the 'straight dates' I have had from this site. So, here goes. The third guy and the forth guy were dates set up on a Friday and Saturday of the same weekend. It just worked out that way. The first guy sent me a 'Wink' way back in November when I first joined BBW Tonight. I liked the profile except for one thing. He was straight. I thought (honestly) he'd made a mistake in 'Winking' at me. I said so in my reply. But the e-mails kept coming and then he disappeared. Literally, disappeared off the site. He was gone for months. I kept an eye out hoping he would return. Then in April he was back. Using a slightly different handle but it was him. We connected again. We set a meeting time. We met. He was nice so I thought. But as a straight guy I figured there would be certain things he just wouldn't do... like give head. (Past experience has taught me that straights have little problems with getting head. But giving not so much. In anycase, he had no problem with sucking cock. In fact I could have fucked him I'm sure but we were in a parking lot at a public beach. I really liked his body too. I mean butch, tough, strong and hairy. (I have a thing for body hair)
Not Calvin Klein material but real. Just like I like. (Opps, I'm being called away...I'm at work) .....Back home now and starting again. So, where was I? Oh yes, the third date, the straight guy. He sucks good cock and I shove his head on my cock so that he's gagging on it. I mean you could hear his throat make slurping choking noises. I shoved his razor stubbled face down on my dick as hard as I can. I looked down at this tough guy! My member is in his head and his eyes watering. I stayed really hard thrusting into his rugged face and running my fingers through his short hair. I go for his ass eating his hole and sucking on his balls. What a sight to see this man's man in a front car seat with his legs raised in a eat me fuck my hole position. His ass tastes good too. Then I go down on him. I swallowed him whole making him moan. I do this until he cums. He cums in my mouth and I swallow his hot jizz not missing a drop. Mmm, straight boy cum...sooo tasty. I didn't cum ,but, we are in a parking lot at a popular Warwick Beach. He sorts himself out and small talk is made. He mentions something about meeting a 'next time'. I figure this was a good sign. I mean, I thought these things were meant to be one time events.
He gets out of my car to get in his.I figure I'd wait a few days before contacting him with the obligatory 'thanks, for a good time!' e-mail or call. I think all is good and I am looking forward to Saturday night when I'm to meet straight guy number 2 (fourth guy hook up). I think of the site of this butch man swallowing and choking on my cock. I remember his smell, his taste, his hardness. Gotta say he gave good head. I wonder what life must be like for this guy. Nobody having a clue to his predeliction for penis. Nobody knowing he has a deep desire to be fucked hard in his tight hairy man pussy. I bet he has had more than a few girl friends who never had a clue. Maybe even has one now. And here is her tough guy boyfriend in a strangers car at night sucking black cock! God, I love the irony of it all. Kinda makes me smile. I don't make the rules! (Dudes, I gotta get ready for work, but I'll update later. I know this is getting long and I haven't gotten to the fourth guy.) Tell me if you want me to write more. I'll add it as another entry. This one is way long. I got lots to tell about the fourth guy and how these dates turned out in the long run. Till then caio!
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
Planes, Trains and Web Cams!
|
Posted:Jun 6, 2006 7:34 pm
Last Updated:Jun 25, 2006 5:55 pm
2592 Views
|
Hiya Folks,
Thanks again for the e-mails, winks and invites. They have been racking up. So much so, I have been entertaining the thought of putting up a Blog site of my very own with lots of pics and updates of 'My Life'.
It has often been said that the one thing stranger than fiction is reality. I think that this holds true in many instances in our lives. Case and point would be this site. Locally there are nearly 5,000 people registered from Bermuda on BBW Tonight. To those of you from larger countries that number may not mean much, but, you gotta figure that Bermuda has a population size of some 60,000. With a simple fractional break down the percentage reveals something rather astounding. Somewhere between 10 and 12 percent of the population of the country is listed on this site.
This started me thinking. Originally, not whether or not the numbers were a compliment or an indictment on the society in which we live (Bermuda). But, rather why this was at all? The figures become even more outrageous when it is realized that of the total population, the people from 0 to 17 years old are probably not listed, people who are geriatric are probably not listed, and those who are sick and/or infirmed are not listed. This leaves a rather smaller number of people (who are old enough and well enough) to extract a realistic percentage break down. Yet, there are nearly 5,000 people registered.(Increasing the percentage from 10% -12% to more like 40% - 50 That is amazing! If I had a business with that kind of market share...I'd be so Rich!!
But, why is this? What is it about Bermuda which makes a site like BBW Tonight so attractive to so many people. The anonymity? The sense of freedom from censure and oppression? Perhaps. Not being a sociologist, I'll throw my hat in the ring and suggest strongly that ,yes, this site offers all of the above and more. A stark contrast to the illusion of our daily realities. Lets, peal the 'onion'(locals will appreciate the pun ) a bit more. If such a sizable number of the society are desirous of freedom of self. How is the society itself seemingly so repressive and retarded? Cowardice? Hypocrisy? Weakness? I don't know, but it seems like! Until enough of us stand 'openly' and 'honestly' for what we really are in private no progress will be achieved. We shall always be relegated to web sites and clandestine interactions fearing discovery from a public which is doing the same as you and me. Reality stranger than fiction? Individuals fear being judged by a society (of individuals) who are all doing the same thing. Remember, societies by definition do not exist. Society is a grouping of individuals. Ergo... a society is what the individual is. Seems to me that the individuals are a lot different than what the touted version of society is, if the membership of this site is any indication.
Last night after consuming a glass or two...o.k., o.k., a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc . I put on the web cam and had a 'private' strip show for about 3 to 5 people. I was a little buzzed and frisky. I put the music on and started dancing. Removing various articles of clothing along with the music. (Kinda erotic actually I suggest you try it!) I got good responses from a few viewer (my Friendship list went up! ) I met a really cool guy from Oklahoma. We connected .. He was really nice. Great body and conversation to boot! We are meant to hook up later tonight. My dream of cybersex realized? I'll let you know. Thank God for modern technology! I rarely feel like people here (in Bermuda) find me attractive at all. But, in the real world I'm a hit? Go figure! Well, the Messiah is never respected in his own home town. (Not that I'm a Messiah or anything) We'll see.
Sunday night I went to the Deep. The place was busy. It's so busy that the 'thuggy crowd' have started showing up. I fear the end is near for the Deep, these 'people' bring so much negative energy with them. Why are they coming there? They must know they are not welcome! Leave us alone! There has to be some way to keep them out. The scum they are. Ho well, it was good while it lasted.
Enough from me folks. Keep those e-mails and invites coming. I wish I could meat you all. As Rona Barrett used to say, "Keep thinking those good thoughts.."
Yours 4Ever,
4saken2
Oops... I forgot about the poetry addition! So, here is the second installment.
"The darkest corner of the starkest room,
Loneliness beckons an unseen doom,
The form of whom can only be seen,
Silhoette against a gossamer sheen.
The only illumination, not barely a light.
Flickers a single flame against an eternal night." Kinda cheesy? What were you expecting...Lawrence, Shelley, Hardy? LOL! Naw, it's just me havin' a chuckle!
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of..."
|
Posted:May 29, 2006 5:52 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2006 7:43 am
2620 Views
|
Sorry for getting this one up so late. I really thought about this entry. Firstly, all is well. Thanks to everyone for the Winks, E-mails and Invites. Definately appreciated! Now on to the show.
Last week in Bermuda, Friday in fact. A vote was cast to determine whether gays should be afforded Human Right Protection under Law. The vote was cast. The decision a resounding, No. According to all reports (private and published) there was a very heavy presence at the Supreme Court of the Religious Sector of the island. 'Congregated', for the purpose of applying pressure to the weak minded,no back- boned,hypocritical, cesspool of serpents to be referred to from now on as the Members of Parliament or MP's.
The aggressive very organized guerilla tactic worked. Once again the religious community message of hate and dissention has triumphed over reason and tolerance. Once again progress has been impeded by the religious sect. This tragedy being made more unfortunate by the fact that this has happened so many, many times before.
The history of Western Civilisation is replete with examples of religious fanaticisms slowing the progress of mankind. The Dark Ages, ( a period of several centuries) when there were no technological nor scientific advances, were also a period when medievil religious superstitions reigned unchallenged in most of Europe. The Inquistions, the Crusades, the stoning of Copernicus (for refusing to agree that Earth was the center of the universe), the wars, the genocides, the wholesale slaughter of entire civilisations, are just a few of the well documented religiously based contributions to civilisation.
History forgotten is to be repeated and so was the case on Friday. A sad day indeed for the island of Bermuda. Reality being stranger than fiction, the BBC was running a story on a Gay Rights March gone ary in Moscow. Interestingly enough the antagonists in that roe were the National Frontists (neo-fascists) and...you guessed it the religious sect. Politics and bedfellows!
We, as human beings, have an innate sense of what is right or wrong. Some might call it God. Some might call a conscience. I'll not argue semantics. " By any name it is a Rose!" This ,sense, has lead us from the tyranny of oppression before. It shall do again. Martin Luther and the Protestant Reformers fought the universal 'bullshit' of the church of their time. We must do like wise in ours.
Religions have done too much damage. It has been postulated, that more people have been destroyed, in the name of one religion or another, than of any other cause in recorded history. Also, had it not been for religions, man kind would be up to 2,000 years more advanced (in the areas of all sciences) Remember, the church had Copernicus (ref. para. 4.)put to death for refusing to accept the churh view that the Earth was the center of the universe.
The more things change... Hence, the title. In an attempt to tie ,the past and present, being similar, idea I used an old Charles Dickens, 'Tale of Two Cities', opener. I don't have a demographic of the readers of my Blog so I can't assume much. Anyways. It's gettin' hot! All those construction guys are walkin around in shorts and shirtless. Yummy! I do LOVE those Portuguese guys! All hot and sweaty. What I'd do for one! Really!
This week I am starting a new segment in the weekly Blogs! Poetry! Yeah, I'll start a poem and add to it every week. Tell me what you think...I'm sure you will WINK!
Here goes:
"With a heavy heart, and quill in hand,
above blank parchment do I stand.
Thoughts rushing through windows in my mind,
Who and what shall I find?" I'll add to this weekly with relevant references to entries of my Life! Hope you had fun reading this one. I had fun living it, all in all. In the gym tomorrow. Should be fun! Keep those E-mails commin! Love you All!! Have a great week!
4saken2
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Silver Linings
|
Posted:May 22, 2006 6:36 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2006 6:41 pm
2624 Views
|
Hello,
Thanks for taking the time to read my BLOG! This entry pertains like most others to the antics of the past weekend. For those of you who have been following these updates, Friday night was meant to be another first time hook up from no other than the BBW Tonight site. The hookup was meant to be around 10 p.m. Friday. The date was set, I was ready. You know how it goes...the anxiety, the butterflies...the mystery as to what the guy will really be like...(all that stuff!) going on strong! I'm really looking forward to meeting (Wink! Wink!) this guy!
What happens then? I get swamped at work! F*@king Shit! And I gotta job you just can't walk away from. So, I'm stuck. I contact the guy and let him know that I'll be very late. He says he has an early call. Our date is over before it's started. I'm thinking that he's thinking I'm blowing him off. We plan to meet on Saturday night instead at a really nice South Shore hotel bar. I leave town frustrated and bemused. (Do you like that? Bemused. I know and I'm a stoner! LOL!)
Saturday I'm all pins and needles. I feel like a character from a Jane Austin novel. (ref. Jane Austin; 18 century novelist, credits include: Pride and Prejudice, Northanger Abbey, Sense and Sensibility...) The day ends. I prepare. We meet. Nice. A really nice guy. Kinda young but a good head (no pun!). We hit off really well. We actually have a conversation! As opposed to the "hi, are you the top or bottom?" sort of experiences I've had of late. I met a person with some balance, FINALLY!!! It was so cool we've contacted each other as recently as just a few minutes ago. Oh yeah, I have the answer to the question I posted in an early Blog. The question was, "what is the acceptable length of time one should wait before contacting a first date after the date? It's two days! Two days is acceptable before contacting with the required "thanks for a good time" sort of response.
Friday a dark cloud, Saturday a silver lining! Just like that. Now it's Sunday. I'm at the Deep. An intensity was in the air! The DJ hopping! A crowd of mega proportions! And to top it off, A DRAG SHOW!! Yes, I you not, two female impersonators put on a great show! Can you believe it? Original, bold, inspired! I felt for a minute I was in Montreal, Prague, or London! ! I felt that way until a guy in a polo shirt and dockers bumped into me. Still in Bermuda..,oh well. (Sigh) A great end to a very good weekend all round. The Deep has definitely set the standard for Sunday night entertainment. No cover, No dress code, Happy Hour prices, and now innovative and alternative (for Bermuda) entertainment. The place to be for those in the know. And there some cute boys too!
Monday's are Monday's.A nw week with new opportunities and adventures. Who will I meet? What will he be like? Will I find the man of my dreams? You know the normal self obsessed stuff like that. Come on,you gotta figure someone who writes a BLOG and has profile pics like mine is gonna be a little ego maniacal...( whisper) but in a good way. LOL! That's all for now. And remember,"what you think is what you are". That's all from me,and thanks for all the comments winks, e-mails and friendship invites. I wish I could meat (oops!)meet all of you. Really. Forever...4saken2, over and out. Pic updates soon.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Literally Metaphorical!
|
Posted:May 18, 2006 8:23 pm
Last Updated:Jul 2, 2006 6:19 pm
2551 Views
|
I had an interesting conversation tonight with someone on line...(yes, from BBW Tonight). It went something like this, I said, "...send a pic or no dice" he then said, " what about you?" (meaning me!) I then mentioned (referring to my already pretty exposed pictures in my public profile), " If I showed any more of myself I'd be splayed on a lab table." His response was, " R U a doctor?" LOL! Nope! I said, "I was speaking metaphorically!)
Which started me thinking. How often are metaphors taken for a literal meaning? When is the spoken word to be taken just for color and/or jest, or when is it to be taken verbatim? I pondered this question while listening to the BBC. Funnily enough the issue being broadcast was of a controversy about the movie made of the book "The Da Vinci Code". It seems that the some Catholics are taking the movie; (a) Too seriously, and, (b) Too literally. And a rebuttal by one of the actors in the film was that some people don't understand "metaphors".
This warrants more investigation (I think). I'll try out my untested theories this weekend. Tomorrow is Friday. The social calendar is filling up. I got a tentative date for Friday night and one again for Monday night. That leaves Saturday and Sunday night's free so far. I'll keep Sunday open for the Deep. But Saturday night...any takers? LOL! Talk to you soon.
4saken2
(Post Script) Ooohh Noooo, I may have booked two dates on the same night (Friday)! Geesh, what shall I do? With any luck one will cancel. Otherwise....awkward! Peace, Dudes. I'll keep you updated.
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
Hot Damn! Summers' Back Again!!!
|
Posted:May 15, 2006 4:27 pm
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2006 4:13 pm
2681 Views
|
Wow! What a weekend! Where do I start? Well, Friday night at the Fairmont Princess Hppy Hour got 4 stars. The crowd was great and the atmosphere stellar. Absolutely! After that,the Pickled Onion was just one of the places to see and be seen!
Saturday night,those in the know, were at HorseShoe Bay,where the Full Moon was the theme of thefirst beach front mixers. Although, rain threatened all day,the gods were favorable allowing us to party all night until the wee hours. The rain started as we were leaving in our cars. How luky was that?
Sunday night...well you guessed it! the Deep! Party on Dudes! There was a pumping DJ and light show that kept us going until three this morning. Bang, Bang, Bam! What a weekend. Met some really cool people as well! I'd like to give a shout out to the hot rugby guy who has been the center of my existence since Saturday night! Wink!Wink! What a body and a personality as well.
Bye the bye has anyone tried the new shooter...the Brown-Brown?Apparently, the new hit shot hasbeen invented here in Bermuda and is catching on all over! It's Jaegermeister, Bacardi 151 and Red Bull! What a kick this drink gives! I tried it for the first time at the Pickled Onion. Then again at the Deep on Sunday night. The bartenders at the Pickled Onion invented it and it has really caught on!
I know, I know...it's Monday. But, all's not lost! Tomorrow night we're all headed to the Splash Bar where they are having an industry night for all the cruise ship personnel. Good times yall! Summer has begun and I'm in pole position! Allowing me to tell you whats hot and what not! I'm really charged for the May 24th weekend as well. Plans are still in the works but I can say that we are not to be land locked!
I'll say no more! (don't want to jinx myself) So, back to the rugby guy. It seems someone (he) was browsing through the old BBW Tonight site and came upon little ol'me. We have hit it off in mega proportions. I guess honing my profile was worth it after all. I'm finally getting quality.
Hey, have any of you tried the new shooter? The Brown/Brown (Jaegermiester, Bacardi 151 and Red Bull)? It is an amazing party shooter invented bytwo bartenders at the Pickled Onion. It's a blast,definately not for everyday consumption. When asking for it say "Brown/Brown's all around!" It even sounds catchy! Yes, for those of you up to date movie buffs...it is named after the cocaine and gunpowder mixture mentioned in the Nicholas Cage film "Lord's of War." It's the liquid version! 
That's all I gotta say for now! And thanks again for reading my BLOG! Hope to have some positive news on the rugby guy situation soon. I'll keep you appraised.
Over and Out!
4saken2
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Short Yet Sweet
|
Posted:May 11, 2006 7:14 pm
Last Updated:May 13, 2006 11:36 am
2509 Views
|
I got the computer fixed! Thank God! I got everything I wanted ...finally. The car, the computer...all fixed! had a great work out today. Went running for an hour. In a short time I'll be there (in the shape I want for the summer.) Nearly there! The weekend is here and no dates lined up. What is up with that. Geesh, I guess I'll do the old reliable. Go to town and get wasted...but, I've cut back on the booze. Hmmm, I know I'll get stoned...nope can't do that either. I'll, I'll, I'll...find something to do. Bermuda is so lame when it comes to novelty. I need to get away for a dirty weekend. I do so much better off island than on. More selection and lots of anonymity.
Anyways, all's well on the home front. Oh yeah, I finally got up the nerve to say something to the hot guy at the gym. I got his name and gave him my cell number. I dunno though. I never know. We'll see and I'll let you know I promise. Gotta go to bed. Kinda beat and tomorrow is FRIDAY NIGHT!!!! HOORAY!!!! Let's see what mischief I can get up to this weekend.
Talk to you soon. Ciao!
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Question
|
Posted:May 10, 2006 7:14 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2006 7:18 pm
2396 Views
|
What is the appropriate amount of time between meeting up with people from BBW Tonight and contacting them again. I mean one wouldn't want come off as needy...but, at the same time, not so non-chalant that it seems as if one is being disrespectful or not interested? This situation surely has been met by more than one of you. Let me know what is the acceptable lenght of time.
I feel a bit like Carrie from 'the Sex in the City' series . Oh, to be so sought after. (Kidding!) I'd really like to know what you think. Let me know. And thanks for reading my blog.
On other matters...my home system has crashed (and me an internet junkie)...is I've been forced to resort to Internet Cafe's. This one is really cool (it's the Logic location on Burnaby Hill). Not much in the way of eye candy but the facilities are nice enough.
Going to the Harbour Night's tonight in town. First one for me this year. Should be fun. Can't go ape wild...got an early call tomorrow. In anycase, I'll be in touch the best I can. Met some cool people this weekend.
11:30 p.m. (at a friends house) Wouldn't it be my luck. It rained. I still went though. Just hung out at the Pickled Onion is all. Not what I had intended but I made the most of it. The vibe was good actually. I really like the place. The bartenders are really cool. My computer is in the shop hopefully being fixed as we speak. I hope it wasn't the hard drive. All my porn lost (Noooooooooo!).
I've garnered a lotta interest in the blog. Kinda nice. I've started a diary as well. I gotta learn to relax. I mean I'm so high strung. That's a reason I don't do relationships. I have gotten a lot better though. Atleast I'm meeting people now. Usually one date and I loose all interest. Now, I'm actually hoping to meet again. He had a body, yes. But it was more than that he is good for me at the stage I'm at right now.
Geesh, I have given up drinking (heavily) and slowed down on the pot (a bit), and am trying not to masturbate nearly as much (since Sunday), and slowed down on the porn (since yesterday[my computer has crashed]). What will I do? I have no vices! Aaargh! I hope the gym thing works! I like it a lot. I think the results are showing as well. Ok, ok...there's this guy who works out there. I like his style. Buzz cut and muscles. The strong silent type! I think he's been checking me out. Could be my imagination but who knows? Anyways, I'm gonna put some new pics up soon. Hope you like them. I gotta go now and update my profile. I'm getting close to knowing what I want for the first time in my life. Thanks for reading this stuff. Bye, till tomorrow. Oh yeah, "POST COMMENTS!", I really want to know your opinions.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
To link to this blog (rm_4saken2) use [blog rm_4saken2] in your messages.
|
|
|
| Sun |
Mon |
Tue |
Wed |
Thu |
Fri |
Sat |
| |
|
|
|
|
|
1
|
2
|
3
|
4
|
5
|
6
|
71
|
8
|
9
|
10
|
11
|
12
|
13
|
14
|
15
|
16
|
17
|
18
|
19
|
20
|
21
|
22
|
23
|
24
|
25
|
26
|
27
|
28
|
29
|
30
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
