Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Let's Cuddle

Have you ever had a day, where all you wanted to do was cuddle. Taking that someone and wrapping them up in your arms, feeling the warmth shared by two bodies cradled together. Lying motionless, naked skin against naked skin, captivated by each other's touch.


If I knew this was waiting for me at home everyday, I wouldn't mind going to work.

Monday, November 28, 2005

There's No Place Like Home

There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like home! And man, am I ever glad to be back home. The past three days have been a man's nightmare, at least this man. It all began the day after Thanksgiving, kicking, screaming against my will, forced into shopping on the worst, totally worst possible day of the year. Why, do I allow myself to be talked into this torture? I'll never understand. People, people, and more people, elbow to elbow, twisting, churning, masses of people, everywhere you looked people. No way of escaping, word given, it would a day of shopping. When it was over, I don't think I had ever been happier. BUT, then part two began, unpack, turn around, pack up and head off in the other direction for a fun-filled, exciting, two days with family. I won't bore you with all the glorious details, but THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME!

I was going through withdrawals, from missing you guys, from being able to read your blogs, from no internet access, so today I will check up with each of you, it's good to be back.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005


en-tan-gle-ment n. 1. To make entangled; snarl. 2. To complicate; confuse
3. To involve in or as if in a tangle.

Wouldn't life be so much simpler if only we had this kind of entanglement to worry about? The heat of our bodies entwined together, entangled in passion, snarled together like serpents, no outside complications, the rest of the world shut out. For today, it is only you and I, lost in our lust for each other.....

Monday, November 21, 2005

Rainy Day Monday's

Grey clouds filled the sky, wind blown, wanting to burst at any minute. Gazing into the heavens waiting, dirt dry, it begging for the release of the wetness held within. We knew the release would come, much like the release from a cum filled nutsack, it was just a matter of time. The clouds stirring in the sky, like a man responding in pleasure to the touch of his lover writhing in ecstasy until finally bursting at the seams they opened up and rain poured down. The wetness falling, yesterday, last night, and throughout the day steadily, torrent after torrent sheets of rain falling. So now you know what kind of day I had, how was your's?

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Inquiring Minds Want to Know

Ok guys, should I continue with the black and white photos or would you perfer the eye candy to be in living color? Help me decide...

Black and White:

In Living Color:

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Highschool Memories

When I visited over at Spider's blog today: A Spider's Web in Thornton Park it brought back some memories of my past highschool days. I can only imagine how things could have been if one of my "TEACHERS" had looked this:

Of if my gym partner had been willing to do this:

Come to think of it, I was depraved of a quality education.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

A Feast for the Eyes

It is almost Thanksgiving, ya'll, and I thought I would start things off with a feast for the eyes, hope the "men"- u is to your liking.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005


Some believe the eyes are a person's window into their soul. I wonder. Although, my eyes are open, I allow the blinds to be only slightly cracked for fear of what the world may truly see. Today, did I adjust the blinds a little too much, did I allow too much light to enter, could you see inside the depths of my soul? Sitting across the table from you I find it hard not to follow what's in my heart. I look into your eyes and I'm drawn in like a moth is drawn to the flickering flame of a candle burning in the night. The danger of dying ever present, but it cannot help itself, as I almost can't. I long to feel your touch, more so than a casual brush of the hand, as we both reach for a napkin, I hunger to hold you in my arms, as much as a man dying of thirst craves a drop of water, to hold you so tight neither of us able to draw the next breath. You have never let on, as I, always keeping the guard up, never allowing you to fully enter but today there is a difference. Have I shown you too much? Your eyes are saying far more than the words escaping from your lips. Or is it only my wishful dreaming, my imagination. If I fully opened up, what was held within, closed off from the sunlight, hidden away in its cell of solitude, came rushing out, would my world change for the better or crumble like a sand castle as the tide rushes in? Dare I take the chance? As my courage builds, the words about to burst out.......the alarm clocks goes off. Can you hear the screams?

I told you this stuff comes from a complicated mind, somewhat therapeutic for me and hopefully a little entertaining for you.

Can you guess who the eyes belong to?

Monday, November 14, 2005

A Different Kind of Meat

Ok, I admit it! I was a slacker yesterday, but let me try and make it up to you. Yesterday, I was thinking with my stomach, well today, lets just say I'm thinking with something else. Am I forgiven?

Day Off

Sorry about not posting anything yesterday (Sunday), but time sort of slipped away from me. We decided at the last minute to invite some friends over for a cookout. The weather is still wonderful enough to enjoy the outside. Steaks on the grill, good friends, good conversation, what could be any better?Hope your Sunday was as nice.

Saturday, November 12, 2005


I awoke this morning to an empty house, everyone else had either spent the night elsewhere or had early morning plans so I had the bed all to myself. Snuggled up, the covers pulled tightly around me, I allowed myself to lie there and contemplate on the coming day. No earth shaking thoughts mine you, just wondering what I wanted to do with a day off from work, with no plans. Lying there I thought, well this week hadn't been too bad, already had a couple days off, took care of some necessary things, those day-to-day life requirements and the other one, was a do-nothing day, so I really didn't need another one of those. But it was still early, the day was still young, the warmth of this bed did feel sooooo good, why hurry? It's not like I had something resembling pure "perfection" waiting on me. I allowed myself to drift back off to sleep, perhaps he will be waiting for me, in my dreams. Enjoy the weekend, guys.

Friday, November 11, 2005

In Honor

I was unable to make it to the Veteran's Day Parade due to the work schedule but could not let today pass without honoring the troops for the wonderful job and sacrifices they do for us and our country. I took this photo of our flag flying in the afternoon breeze today to remember all the brave men and women of the armed forces. My thanks to you all.

Back to the Grind Stone

Good days over, it's back to the ole Grind Stone, workday just ahead. You guys, having a day off today, think about this poor soul having to go into work, no windows to see the sunshine, no chance of having any wind upon my face, caged behind walls of concrete and steel. It is that time of year, so it will probably be busier than a horde of bees after nectar. I shouldn't complain, it keeps the wolves from breaking down the door and allows me to indulge ever now and then. Hold the fort down while I'm away.

Thursday, November 10, 2005


The week is almost gone and after having the past two days off work will find myself back at the grind stone tomorrow. But that is tomorrow. At least, last night's sleep was better and more restful than the night before of tossing and turning, half in, half out of sleep, random thoughts bouncing off the walls of my mind, as I fought to get the last few minutes of slumber. Reluctively, at 4 am I gave up the fight and greeted the early morning, stumbling out into the world, more or less "the keyboard and computer screen". Yesterday's blog post came from those pre-awake thoughts and evolved into what it became. From where it came from, I don't know, somewhere far within the deep recesses it came forth. Some may say a troubled mind, maybe, complicated to say the least. Care to have me lie down on your couch for an hour? Now it is another day and today will be mine, no distractions (I refuse to answer the phone), no commitments (did not tell anyone I was off work today), no appointments (calendar was cleared, as if today did not exist). Today is my day to relax, read, and rejuvenate.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Hi Ho Hi Ho

Yesterday afternoon was a good thing, the weather was just right, time off from work, I left all the problems aside and actually enjoyed some time for myself. The only bad thing was it had to come to a end, as most good things do. Today is a work day and it's back to the chain gang. Today's post will be short, but I did want to say thanks for all who visit and for those that take the time to leave a comment, you will never know how much it means, drop by anytime, your always welcomed. Hi Ho, Hi Ho, its off to work we go....

Monday, November 07, 2005

Time For Sunshine

I cannot believe I've actually had time to make two post in one day. But today is just too perfect to stay indoors. The morning held just a hint of coolness, the sun came out and gently warmed things up, but there is still a clean crispness to the autumn air making it ideal for an afternoon outside. After having some horrendous days at work and to have a day off like today it would be sinful not to enjoy it. I wish you could be here to help me soak it all in.

Path Chosen

Do we chose the path we are to travel in life or is it chosen for us by the circumstances that happens along the way to adulthood? My path more or less chosen for me. Today, I find it too late to take the other fork in the road without causing too much pain, so I endure. We are supposed to guide our children along the way hoping to instill in them the values of goodness, the values of what is right and wrong, but at the same time giving them the freedom to make decisions on their own. Guiding them but letting them chose their own path either right or wrong it will be the path they choose. Loving them unconditionally, being there with open arms to hold them, giving them a shoulder to lean on, and always a gentle hand to wipe away the tears. Along your path there will be many twists, bends you cannot see around, or forks you may want to venture down, try them all. Don't settle for what is expected. Choose your own path.

Saturday, November 05, 2005


Appearing to the outside world - a man complete. Complete, solid, content, for the sake of family and friends maybe, but if they only knew. Looking out the window of my mind there is another life, another world, another me. Daydreams!

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Hard day at the Salt Mine!

I didn't think today was ever going to end. As soon as I got one thing accomplished something else was waiting. Today turned into fourteen hours at work and it looks like the next couple of days will be the same, but hopefully they will not be as busy as today. Hope yours was better than mine! Time for a long hot shower and then a cold one!

Tuesday, November 01, 2005


For the last few days, certainly the body and most of the mind has almost been down for the count. Out of no where "it" attacked, the body filled with aches and pains, fever and chills, hot one minute, cold the next, absolutely feeling like crap. Where is Mom's chicken soup when you need it!

Today, I'm actually feeling like things are getting back to normal and thinking the worst of "it" is behind me. The weather is excellent, the cool crisp air with a gentle whisper of sunshine warmth will make it a good day for a short hike. And if only I could come across something like this -