thursday

Pig Poet made a girlie post, and since he has been a good commenter on my blog, I feel obliged to reciprocate. The pictures were naked girls outdoors in the wilderness dressed in flowers and leaves, albeit dressed only very partially. I said, "Aww, nature's real flowers." He said, "What's your favourite flower, Blue? I'm partial to blonds and redheads, myself." I said, "I hardly even think in such terms anymore, but I suppose it nevertheless remains true that a fine blonde is more likely to cast a deeper spell of enchantment over me." I was going to add that I think this is unfortunate, because this practically universal preference for blondes and redheads rather plays into the noxious idea of white supremacy, but I decided there was no need to get that heavy in a porn post, nor do I want to come across as someone who harps on the 'race thing' too much ... ... Pop calls out, "Get my bag for me!" I answer calmly, nonchalantly, "Okay," though I am jumping up and down for joy inside, fist-pumping the air." However, this puts a damper on my plan to edge the lawn this evening. Daimon says, "I'm sure you can get over it." I am not complaining, just saying ... ... I guess Sugar is feeling better. She is tweeting up a storm this morning ... ... Fuck, almost five o'clock! I must have some starving cats. With Pop gone for a couple of days at Kay's, with today being a shower day, yeah, I had a full-scale wank session, lasting almost two hours. If it weren't for the cats, it probably would have gone on a bit longer. Toward the end there, when I was need of a big finish, or a happy ending, I found myself lost in the mother-son theme of the porno world, and it can be hard to find one of those videos that really satisfy me. The theme can work for me, and when I come across a mom-son video that I like, it can be really, really good, but this sub-genre tends to follow a consensual-based idea, with the heat being generated for such viewers, I guess, from the idea that it is incest, taboo, and that is not where my thrill lies, so that it is a lot more miss than hit for me. But that was where I was at, and I suppose it's not easy to make a quick transition when you are lost in a fantasy. So, there I was needing to finish so that I could feed the cats, as well as to get on with what is left of my day, after a shower and a snack. And then it's evening already! Oh, well, I don't suppose it really matters. I need the release ... ... I thought it looked like it wanted to rain. It has started, albeit very light, although with a good rumble of thunder. I checked the Weather Channel site, but all it's good for today is putting up its ads. Nothing else will load ... Ah, it loads on Internet Explorer. It's a Chrome problem. I forgot to check that ... ... I got all the cats in the house. It looks like I do not get to enjoy a good night's sleep while I have the house to myself. Before I forget, I should pull the kitty litter box further off the wall, so that they will feel free to do their business there.