Worth repeating....

I don't know how many times I have heard people use the terms... "my Sir" "my Ma'am".

Its irritating. Stop it. If there is a Biblical reason behind it.....well, look here and see what it's actually about:

http://www.tektonics.org/lp/nomaster.html

The word is not a name or a noun and around me at least, it will not be used as if it were. It is a title, a display of respect and should only replace a name in direct conversation with the respected party meaning....the Dominant you are submissive to.

Most people now use it now because they are ignorant. Granted the word has a bit of a charge to it...but don't mistake the charge for substance. "Call me 'sir/ma'am'," results in subbies speaking of "my Sir/Ma'am" and doing things because "Sir/Ma'am said to." It's bad English and a poor relation to the original use of the word.

Don't do it. If this little rant upsets or annoys you.....tough. Use correct English fer gawd's sake.

Sheesh.

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Jake update.

Jake was at the vet's for a little nip and tuck. Ya, he was neutered. He was so out of it when he came home. Walked around like a drunken sailor. Pupils were all huge.....he was sort of like a stoner kitty actually.

What's weird is that now he plays with the dog. They chase each other around the house and play together. Before, if the dog got to close to him, Jake would smack the crap out of the dog.
He's much more playful now. Do you supposed he's afraid that if he doesn't act more cat like, that I'm going to have something else cut off?

My poor kitty cat. But, he's doing ok. At least I'm not having his claws amputated. Declawing is NOT an option.

Appreciating the Unique......Miss Pink!

I have this friend.

No, it's true...I do have a friend.

She has many excellent qualities...but her most endearing......and what makes her the most unique person I know of, is that she's just so damn interested in everything...and gets so excited when presented with something new to see or learn.

Others have said that her biggest fault.

Really, they did.!

It is that excitibility that keeps things fresh and new. It is so easy for all of us to become so ... jaded by all that we see. Its our responsiblity I believe, to keep things fresh and exciting for those that submit themselves to us. I never want what I do to become old and tired. I don't want to flog or cane and have my mind somewhere else...like how much laundry I have waiting. Mistakes happen that way if we get sloppy. But we are only human and we are bored....then, that doesn't make it any good for the sub....and definitely doesn't do us any good. I haven't gotten bored though.....at least not with a sub around.

Usually if I am that bored...I take off for a while...do something else. Write, drive, visit...explore.... recharge the batteries so to speak. My friend though....SHE just has this zest for the whole lifestyle! In a way, a lot of it is just so new to her that her enthusiasm is just contagious. Everything is a learning experience and she just dives in. Both feet. No hesitation. How many of us can say that? I can't. I hesitate for various reasons. Not my friend. She just bungie jumps in!

Here's to you Miss Pinky!

psssst.......pssssst......wanna know something?

Come closer.....






A little closer please......










I promise, I'm not going to bite you! I'll even pinky promise!






I did not ask fer email addresses so that I could steal the gawddamn egroup! That one could think that, tells me a lot about just how paranoid some are.
I am NOT going to organize another group here!
I'm am going to enjoy myself, enjoy others, nod politely at you should I see you somewhere and not think about this.

This is just a VERY small group of people that I like and respect, getting together for food and drink and intelligent conversation.

As long as ya'll don't start nothing, won't BE nothing.

sheesh........

this weekend.....

I had a good weekend.

I organized a cookout/play party with an RSVP guest list and people actually showed up!

We had a good time......we had a GREAT time! I feel so damn free! There could have been small improvements, but for giving a first time party......whoohooo! I did good.

I owe it all to my guests though. Can't have a good party without good guests...and they were great guests. None of us had any sort of agenda with each other, everyone was confident of their skills, no need fer posing......no need to do anything you didn't want to.

I wandered a round...and found a bunch of people watching Blue Collar Comedy Tour...and laughing like loons. The air of relaxation was just so.....apparent.

Good food, good company.....was a lovely time.

After eating....don't think we didn't play. Oh, we played. We played hard.

And that's all I'm going to say about that.......

Except.....that we might be having another party next month.

Jake

Jake got hurt again.

This time he ended up with some sort of bite that turned into some kind of infection. Jake came home on 3 legs....he went for his food dish...so I knew he was ok to some extent...but if you picked him up, he's cry out.

Its 10 at night, so no use calling a vet. Nothing felt broken, but he was hurting he was.... He went and got on A's bed and didn't move all night except to turn over and squall now and then.

Around here, the vets will not see anyone before 10 am, even though their office opens at 8am. I call up and explain my situation. I was told I could bring him and they would give me an estimate.

An estimate?

I see, my cat is broke and they will give me an 'estimate' on how much it would be to fix him. If I couldn't afford it...well, too gawddamn bad for the cat. He can stay in pain and just fucking die I guess.

I realize that they need their money and all...but they do a nice business I guess...its cash or credit card. Yer fucked if you don't have either.

Never mind that some poor animal is suffering. How goddamn humane is that?

Jake did get to see a vet though. Thank God for A who loves the furball as much as I do.

Jake will be ok. Antibiotics and fish and ham will make him all better.

I wrote to the Pope to ask him to pray for Jake. Ya, I know, yer all thinking I'm completely off my gourd. The Pope has a cat...just not at the Vatican..some dumb rule. But yes, the Pope loves cats and well....given Jake's tendencies to get in trouble, I need all the help I can get and divine help is good help. I think though, I should have put in a request to the goddess Bast as well.

Usually, when I'm working on this, Jake is all curled up with his head on my arm or somewhere.

He's still on the bed sleeping right now, getting better. He can't jump up this far and he hurts too bad to move around much.

I miss him being a pain in the arse......