Tops that need to bottom and the tops that hate that. & a little rant too

For the longest time the leather culture has used a mentoring process for advancement. I have seldom heard or read where someone just jumped into the scene as a top. What I have read, is that all or most tops were bottoms, the length of time serving being determined only by their top and the bottom's ability to learn and adapt.

I belong to a group who's leadership looks down or askance at those tops who have bottomed. They loudly proclaim that they will never kneel to anyone. They have no idea of what a bottom feels and their minds are closed to knowing.

I need to correct myself. SOME of the leadership looks down at those who have bottomed and is now in a leadership position. It is like they expect that person to fall back into a sub or bottom mode at any given moment.

Fer fucks sake.....you lot are hand in hand with the leather community! A great many of you are part of a national leather group. How can you justify that view of those who have bottomed!!??? All of the well known leather folk in the country have bottomed and may still do so. They write book and more books on the need to start at the bottom so that one becomes a better top.

But, in all fairness, they do not proclaim to be leather folk....though they wear the vests, the leathers chaps and a cover. I look at this and I jjust shake my head. What are they afraid of? Do they think they know it all? Do they understand what a sub or bottom feels?

No. They ain't got the least damn idea of what it feels like to submit. I think they are afraid they might like it. They might worry that they are going to lose dom points or something. Femdoms don't like to because there is a tiny nagging fear that they might not be able to regain that control....and lose what status they have gained. Some worry that they might like it too much as well. It is the rare person that can accept another's dominance over them. I used to see it in all those silly arse romance books I used to like.

C'mon.......romance books are great for a laugh. Helpless women, strong dominant women. Vanilla chicks just love that! As escapism reading! All those men in the books are very much dominant alpha males with stiff necks, never kneeling....always in control even as the violence of his love/hate for the woman unfolds. Only she can bend his stiff neck and bring him to his knees. What tripe...but also what a training ground.

Anyway, its is written and generally acknowledged in the leather community that everyone starts at the bottom...that it will help make a great master. In other communities, anyone can just show up and deem himself a master, untried, untested....and in my humble opinion....unsafe. Lord Sir Master High Mucky Muck, a self proclaimed master with what little knowledge he has gleamed from porn sites and various bdsm websites full of touchy feely crap, decides that he knows it all. Stuff many of us have spent years learning about and are still learning other things, this idiot is out there telling everyone who will listen to him that he knows it all and we should all bow to his wide hairy ass.

We, as a community should kick it all the way back to the hole s/he climbed out of. I'm sure the leather folk, if s/he had the nads to go to one of their club would have knocked him/her down and peed on him/her. The general bdsm community just smiles and lets him/her wade in and do whatever harm s/he can do. You can't really blame the idiot. S/He had no clue. We just clean up after him or her.

With that said, that is mostly how I came into being. In 1981 I answered an ad in a local paper that served the alternative community in Tampa, Florida. This person and his wife were looking for a service slave. I answered this man, met him in a McDonald's (I think) and served a period of some 3 months. I enjoyed most of my time serving. My limits were sexual service and disfigurement. Other than that, I had to trust him and her. Sometimes I would make mistakes and was punished. It wasn't erotic or anything like we see now. It fucking hurt...and I'd cry and vow never to repeat that mistake. Usually I didn't. I watched and I listened and I obeyed. I learned to be a servant and I like it. I was useful.....and that is what I think is missing so much these days. Thanks to the net, all anyone sees if people being pounded on. Its a big part of why I have narrowed my interests to English style corporal punishment and domination.

At the end of my time in their service, I decided that it would not do for me to keep this up. I liked them fine, but I was having more and more issues with complete submission. That's not a pleasing trait in a slave. So I left. I struck out on my own and would answer ads for subs or bottoms looking for someone to beat them. I had a huge interest in punishment.

Long story short, I evolved. I found that more and more I disliked bondage and that I had a very deep sadistic side. I can tell you that my sadistic side was never of a sexual nature. It was like a hobby. I inflict pain for the pure pleasure of the gasp or moan...or scream. It improved my body language skills....and just my skills in general. Canes are still a major love though. It comes from my love of the English and the Victorian/Edwardian periods.

I'm drifting from my tirade about tops that never bottomed.

You will find that those who take their guidelines from a series of book about a fantasy book for men have the stiffest necks and least tolerant view of bottoming of all in this life. Some, are open minded. Many are not. I ain't gonna say anymore on that. I think I may have made my view on that way back in my archives.

I think, that we, as a community need to keep tabs on those dominants that spring fully formed from the pages on the web. Dumbinants? *snicker*

That's my view, right or wrong.....

'nuff said

What's it all about subbie?

The most common thing I have ever noticed is that most everyone seems to think that being 'in the lifestyle' means that one must know how to take a beating.

This simply isn't true.

What is true, is that one must be willing to accept punishment.

"But, but.....", you stutter, "Why is that the only thing we ever see in regards to this?" Well, it is certainly the most attention grabbing that's for sure. Most every website you go to will be all about various means of making you squirm in discomfort, especially if you are aroused by subbies being forced to provide sexual stimulation to their master or mistress. Actually, most people are attracted to the sexual aspect of it. I turn down and am turned down by people who expect me to punish them by some sort of sexual turn on. I don't think so.

The exceptions are mostly for forced feminization. Sissy training usually involves more humiliation than actual beatings. There are, of course, exceptions to this, indeed, with most everything I have stated thus far. But, if stated them, this blog would end up as long as the web itself.

Most people overlook service training.

"Huh?", you say.

Don't grunt, it's not nice. Service training is so much more involved. You need actual intelligence to know how to go into such training. Any one can be beaten. Not everyone can go into service. For that, you need your wits around you. You need to know etiquette. You need to know time management. And, you need patience...and in most cases you get to keep somewhat dressed.

It's been written, in a book of bdsm erotica, that the hardest thing for a slave to learn is patience. This is true for most of us in general. It is often overlooked by many. We are a 'right the fuck now' culture. Its like we expect our slaves/subs/bottoms to know what we are thinking or what to expect even when we know they know absolutely nothing. It seems we expect them to absorb it by divine touch when they decide they want to explore bdsm.

"Get to the punishment part already! That's hot!"

One of the first rules of thumb for a dominant should be that they need to have control over themselves before they attempt to exert control over another. They should never hit someone when they are angry. They should never hit their sub when under the influence of something mind altering. They should never touch anyone when they are ill or the s/s/b is ill. This is all common sense people. But common sense isn't very common at times. Have control over yourself first before taking control of someone else. Don't make me come after you.

So again...service is often overlooked by people because its not as flashing as being able to show off your flogging skills or whip skills or any other skills you might have. But a properly train service s/s/b will be there to take your coat, fetch your drink, rub your shoulders/feet/etc and is 100 times more valuable than the body on a cross.

And you get to punish them if they mess up.

"YES!", you shout, "Punishment!!! yes!"

You ingrate, why should I waste my time trying to teach you anything useful..........

Punishment or the threat of it is essential in the training of a service s/s/b. C'mon, think about it. If it were a paying job, and if any of you are in the service industry (you should know this) fail at the job and you are punished maybe by being sacked or demoted or pay cut. Its no less painful than if your boss took a cane to you. Maybe worse if you are a sensitive sort of person or if you really need that paycheck..... You need to know that failing in your service to whomever could result in some sort of dire punishment.

"But you beat people," you say, "You have a list of bad boys that you punish".

Of course I do. They are bad and I punish them for what they have done wrong. Its a dirty job (maybe I should call that hunk from the tv show "Dirty Jobs"....) and someone has to do it. Why shouldn't that person be me?

'nuff said

The romance of it all..........

I am, I must confess, a romantic.

I try to hide it, make jokes, behave immaturely, but deep down in my soul I get all misty eyed and sigh alot.

Case in point. There is this little movie with J.Lo and Richard Gere called, "Shall We Dance?" At the end of the movie, there is this song playing "book of love" and Gere comes up an escalator in a tux carrying a single red rose. He and his wife talk a couple of moments and he asks her to dance with him. Then they do.....slowly and gently. Her 2 assistants look on and are also lost in the romance of the moment.

*sigh* I can't dance but wouldn't it be so romantic to just be held and just sway to the music in the soul?

THEN.......I got a new book...where one of the most romantic thing I've ever read (except for some poetry written for me) just made me cry.

It is the new book by L. K. Hamilton, "A Lick of Frost". In it, Merry and Frost are in bed talking. He tells her of how he came to being and the one woman he loved before her. He was married to her and because he is immortal and she was not, he had to watch her age. He said that her love had made him real.

He loves Merry with a great fierceness...so he told her that story. Then Hamilton writes:

He came to his knees and put his hands on my armsn, and stared down into my face. "I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replace by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face, I will tresure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you unitl the last breath leaves your body or mine.

I just sat there after I read that and boo hooed. If I were ever to marry someone, I want to say those words to him....or I rather he said those words to me. I can't ever imagine someone saying anything like that to me and MEANING it. At this time, I can't imagine ever saying that to someone and meaning it. But hope springs eternal and who knows.

I love romance. I am in love with being in love. I just wish I weren't such an emotional cripple with it. I am however, thanks to a dear friend able to live with someone without being quite so freaked out about it. It took me a year to relax actually, but afterwards, once I did, it started to feel very natural. I know that one day, I'd like to have a home of my own. I won't worry so much about what I'm going to do with my cat then. He needs to be settled....and he needs to be an only cat again.

Ok, I'll shut up about Jack already....sheesh.

'Home, home of my own, where the 'boys' and the kittycats all roam.....' Wha? I'm dreaming out loud.......gosh.

'nuff said

WTF?

I had a rant all ready to post.

I deleted it. There are reasons which is no one's affair but my own.

Still, people just piss me off. Why? Because they can be so stupid. Its not that they intend to be so idiotic, its simply that they don't investigate things. So much could be remedied if they would have just investigated, asked questions, looked beyond mere words.

Something like that happened recently. It was a thing that had just built up until it threatened the well being of a number of people. Fingers were pointed, there was the whisper of things that was like the sound of wind moving though the dead leaves of the fall trees.

Things have subsided now.... for now. We'll see how it goes.


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I got the momma cat spayed. They did such a nice job of it. She doesn't seem to be in any pain, there's no big scar, just a shaved spot on her. She's eating good, nothing out of the ordinary going on with her. In a while, I'll try to find her a new home. She's a dainty girl of a cat. She needs a family of her own. She's a good cat. I want her to have a long and healthy life with someone who will appreciate her.

I did try to get a shelter to take 2 of her kittens. It was a no go since I didn't live in that county. I'm ready to toss them out the door but while I WANT to do it....I won't because it would just be too cruel. I'm only cruel to those who ask for it. But I am very tired of all these cats. They are wrecking the house....time for them to go.

They are only cute when they are out cold.... and no, I didn't knock them out. Their sleeping.....*sigh*

Ramblings...on an election....

I just noticed that most of my last few posts were political.

That ain't what I'm about.

I'm all about me.......though I have to admit that politics is a major part of our world. From international politics to national politic, right though to the little political maneuverings (hey, spell check says that's correct...) right in our own backyard.

I belong to a non political group. Its set up to where people in the group have a voice in how things are run. This is democracy at its grassroots level.

This group has a membership of more than I can count on my fingers and toes. I give them money once a year and for a few things here and there and they let me come to various events and board meetings.

I used to think I couldn't be bothered. I couldn't have been more wrong. I made it to a meeting once because I had a reason to. What I found was a very small group of people that were voting on things I had an opinion about. A small group was deciding things for me and a lot of other people. Sounds rather familiar doesn't it....sort of how our government was run. Except this time, I could vote on what I wanted.....not an elected official voting on what he or someone was paying him to vote on. I had a voice and a vote and friends and not friends......that is a powerful thing.

This party is having an election and 3 people are running for the office. I have this strong feeling that a couple of them are running for it based on what they think is good for "them", not what is good for the group. Having VP beside one's name looks good on paper.......yup. Its a nice way to introduce oneself to girlies. We are so easily impressed after all....uniforms and titles...yup...gets us into bed everytime.

*snort*

I looked at all 3 applicants for the office with a jaundiced eye I'm telling you. 2 of them are lacking. That's sad because I like one of them....but like him or not, I need to do my duty to the group and vote for the person I think is best qualified. I want to ask a question that deals with their qualifications. I think its my duty to the group as a whole to ask questions that maybe the others would like to know.

To be perfectly honest, I've already decided who I want to see in there. This person has been a strong silent type. I get this good feeling from him. He dresses well at all times, looks neat...is thoughtful and I've never known him to talk down to anyone. Everyone I've talked to speaks well of him...and well...they do not talk that way about the others running for veep. One is just a villain and one is a good member, but may just have his own agenda going on. Mind you, I'm going by what I've noticed and not gossip.

I'm going to back Sir Harold and will urge others to do the same.

'nuff said.........

What a strange time it's been....

Following the "Jericho" finale, I find that it has been cancelled. So, following the advice of the others fans on the message boards, I wrote to CBS and voiced my displeasure. Some bright and shiney soul had the idea of sending nuts to CBS in protest based on the battle cry of Jericho in the finale of the show.

Bravo, my boy, bravo. What happened was that CBS got TONS of nuts! This so impressed them that they said..'ok, we will bring it back for like 7 shows and as a mid-season replacement. Hardly a crushing victory but hey, its back and I'm happy....along with millions of other fans.


In other news, Jack had some little black cat follow him home. She came in and never left. She's sweet as she could be actually and I had a mind to keep her around.

Had.

Jack hates her...despises her...loathes her. (By the way, did you know that if you use the worth loath to mean 'hates', then you need to put an e on the end of it: loathe. Use loath [or loth] if you mean reluctant/unwilling.]) Anyway, he doesn't want her around.

Well, anyway, this girly cat was big with babies....which she had June 5th, under my bed. It was an interesting experience. She had 4 large kittens that are just adorable. Some time, when I get some batteries for the camera, I'll take some pics of them. They are also 4 very individual looking kittens. One is black with some white markings. One is a tortise-shell looking baby. One is a grey tiger stripey kitten and one is a calico. I am just amazed by them....and by their sound. They can be VERY loud.

Jack wants them gone. He doesn't really have anything major against them. He sniffed one I showed him and then more or less ignored it. He's not all that long out of the oven anyway....but hard to believe he was once that tiny.

Since then, that girl kitty has had a hard on for Jack. She has chased him all over the house..both of them snarling and yowling. I had to get her off of him with a broom. 2nd time she chased him...she was out for blood. I made up my mind then, she had to go.

But I'm rather reluctant....I am loth to let them go. I went out to buy a litter box for her and put it in my room. Poor thing, she's in there most of the day with all them babies. Jack does go outside most of the day and I let her loose in the house, but I don't like to do that. Jack has been chased around again by some other cat. Poor baby is just catching hell anywhere he goes.

But, in about 7 more weeks, out the door they go. I'll maybe post an ad online somewhere for kittens to a good home or see if some no kill shelter will do that.

House will be back to normal and if Jack brings anymore women kitties home...I'm running them off!!!!!!!!!

But, I think, not before he does......he's not so nice now.

'nuff said

Wednesday night is TV night!!!

I am a Jericholic. I've been one since the show first started. I will be one as long as it stays interesting.

I have not missed a first run show at all. I do not watch the reruns that much, but its not the frenzy that a new one has.

I was a little worried when the new season started....then, it got interesting. All of them are so...believable. Stanley has become someone to watch. The last show, on May 2nd at the end of the episode where Stanley is scouting out the campsite of the enemy, has his looking very .... heroic. He's also looking very determined....very focused. This is very good acting.....and I hope he survives what is coming up. I'd like to see how the romance between him and that woman of his is going to work out. She's developed as well...I'm pleased. I thought she'd sort of fade out.

Then, there is Criminal Minds. Very intense show. I'm wondering if Dr Reed is taking that drug that he was pumped full of in a previous show. Amazing that if he is, that no one has picked up on it.

Oh yes, the May 2nd show. Isn't impersonating a Federal officer (ie: FBI) illegal? Seems the girls are out on the town and some guy try to impress one of them by insinuating he's with the FBI. They shut him down by flashing their badges and I could feel his embarassment. I loved it. I do not like to miss Criminal Minds. Its educational in a way.

CSI: NY. Gary Sinise is simply the best. I love the Las Vegas one, but this is every bit as good. They had me going with the HIV scare. But now, Mac Taylor is in the middle of a witch hunt...and he's the witch. I'm worried. I hope he's not thinking of leaving the show.

So, yes, I am a Jericholic......


....and I like it.

What I think....

Those of you who know me, know I have little if any regard for the 'Gorean' scene. I live and let live. I've read the books. As a strong minded female, I thought them extremely sexist...and I wondered about John Norman's metal state. I also wonder what he'd think of the little books he wrote and what became of them.

Maybe he'd strip off and jump right in - maybe he'd roll his eyes and groan. Who knows.

I do not see the attraction in it. Its like sciencetology for bdsm. I'm not saying that I'm sitting here laughing at the people who practice either thing. I know people who are one or the other. I like them....I respect them. I just can't see taking and making a lifestyle or a religion from out of a book. Both guys were sci-fi writers fergoshsakes.....

Should I go into witness protection now? That is bound to piss some people off.

Now, just to put myself where they can point fingers at me and snicker....I find that I have strong leanings towards the Victorian/Edwardian era in England. I also am completely fascinated with the Scottish Highland culture...particularly the Scottish men.

If I were male and into all this 'honor, loyalty and whatever of the Gor world', I think I could do no better than to take the Scots way of life as a pattern. There is much to admire. True warriors, fierce but gentle, sentimental but also proud. Clannish, which made all of them your extended family. Women were just as the men, stood just as tall and worked twice as hard. I'd rather make myself a clan than to be a 'house of'. Unless its the House of High Humour.....my own particular seasoning...

Ok, I said IF. If I were going to do all this fantasy stuff..... I'd be a Scottish clan. Its real and I wouldn't have to make up stuff as I went along.

OR..........

I'd look more into this Victorian/Edwardian thing. Very proper, very traditional.

Or....I think I'd go Japanese. Talk about your traditions...your honour, your clan AND your loyalty!!! Except that women were not all the powerful......mostly. There were samurai women. Look it up, I'm not making this up. They didn't do battle, but being able to wear armor does not a samurai make.

Remember, I said IF.

IF I were to form a 'house, clan, whatever' Those are the models I'd base it on.....and I lean really tight toward Japanese. Who are more fierce? Who were more artistic? Who had more honor? Who had more strict guidelines? Who had more grace? Beauty, purity?

And they were real....still are real............

However, the point of this is moot and we'll moot it later. Perhaps, I dunno. I don't know that I'll ever form a 'house or clan'. I like to beat people. I like to punish them. I like to give them what they want and make them suffer for it.

'nuff said

Spring madness

My madness is over. I don't want to be married. Well, not unless he is insanely rich, indulgent and wills me everything. Then, I'll consider it.

Maybe.

Strange mood swings and marriage

I want to get married.

I'm hoping this is a passing phase or summat. I've had this 'urge' for a week now. I've been listening to love songs wondering what would be my 'music'. I've decided that I want this little duet by Streisand and Adams, or maybe cetera and cher....or this one that makes me cry....Streisand and Vince Gill.

I thought I had finally killed this romantic streak I used to have. I thought it was dead and buried. Instead I find myself singing these little ditties. GEEZUS! Someone tell me that I can't have it like I want. I can't make do with only one male in my life. That's just unnatural. Who made up these rules?

I need a harem of men. Variety....yanno?

Still, I keep thinking about marriage. Truth be told, I'd love to have a grand passion that would just sweep me away. But that silly stuff only happens in those bodice ripping romance novels. Perhaps once upon a time that happened. You know, the look across a crowded room, a chance touch...you know, the spark.

I thought I had buried my dreams of romance and grand passion along with Timothy. Sure there were some other males in me life but nothing worth keeping. Well...there is Brian but he's a story that isn't mine to tell. I'm still very fond of him...prolly more than I should be. He's the only person that I actually open my arms to hug. I love his hugs. Its like being wrapped up in a warm safe haven. Yes, he makes me feel 'safe'. I haven't felt safe in god knows how long.

What do I mean 'safe'? I'm safe enough here you know. I can call for help, I can shoot, I can run. I feel safe like that. But Brian when he holds me.....I feel safe. I don't understand it either so don't bug me about it.

I don't know why I want to be married. Maybe it is so that I can provide Jack with a 'father'. Ya, I know.....no one will love Jack like I do, but every cat needs a daddy figure to run to when I'm feeling not quite so slave-like to him.

I think its these song that make me yearn for the grand passion...these love songs. Take the duet by Arron Neville and Linda Ronstat "Don't know much". It is so sweet, slow and passionate. I think its that society tells us that we are only allowed to passionately love ONE person. Why can't we passionately love others? Why only one? Maybe that is why so many of these love songs are also depressing. They pile all these expectations on just one person and that person is only human. Unless that fellow is Fabio. That guy is hunky. He's not big on brains but geezus....I'm not interested in listening to him ponificate on the meaning of life! Its the hair......he's just so romantic looking....with that accent.

*sigh*

Now that I've had that fantasy break, lets get back to my grand passion.

I don't have one. Nothing excites me anymore. Seriously. I could be meeting Queen Elizabeth and I don't think I could work up a good yawn. William now, well, I admire him....he's living in a fish bowl and doing it with a bit of grace. Yup, he's something good.

It's not good this inability to get excited. I still laugh, cry and feel emotional. I worry about Jack when I let him outtside to go roam a bit. He's not the smartest kitten in the basket. There is a lot that he doesn't know about dogs and cars and cruel people. Still, if I don't let him out he whines all damn day.

Its more than I can take. I try to sit with him outside for a while. The sunshine is good for me and I just want to see what is up so that I can worry less about him. Jake I didn't worry about so much. He was happy to be inside with his face in his food bowl. Jack travels before I feed him. That way, he comes when I call because he should know that I'll be feeding him his wet food.

I'm still singing love songs. I have a lot of Bryan Adams on my computer. He wrote some great tunes for movies....like the Prince of Thieves movie and Don Juan DeMarco........which is actually a very good movie. All star cast that make you feel like you really are just sort of peeking into their life.
Brando and Dunaway......great together.

I'm jumping around with different things tonight. Thinking of Brando and Dunaway made me thing of Tracy and Hepburn......now there was a love affair. Bogart and Bacall, another love affair that was a grand passion.

I think I had one once. This man was amazing. I was in love.....in love, in love you know? He'd call and my palms would sweat! He could make me forget that I was still in curlers and no make up. With him I felt that I was the only person that mattered and I was safe. By safe this time, I mean, physically safe. He was a former Green Beret. Once he went away and I was a wreck. I didn't know what happened to him. No word, nothing. He was gone. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I cried all the time. Then one day I walked into where we used to meet and there he was. I couldn't move. Then, I couldn't stand. I had to be helped into a chair. Then, it was like nothing had happened. He was back and I couldn't get enough of him. That was my grand passion until Timothy....and I won't talk about that cause Timothy's dead...and I'm still dealing with it. That's been over 10 yrs ago. You'd think I'd be over the guilt. Oh well.

I still want to be married. But I think the urge is getting less and less. I'll be glad when I go back to my cynical self again.

'nuff said

My favourite tv programs......and why I like them.

I'm nuts about 2 of the 3 CSI programs out there. I try to like the Miami one but the David Caruso character just makes me a raging lunatic. He's so.....snug at times that you just want to slap it off his face. I do something worse...I just don't tune in. That's a shame because some of the characters are just....amazing. Khandi Alexander as the ME....is just so....wonderful. Smart, sexy, and so very caring of her dead charges. When she calls them 'baby boy or baby girl' you smile, but then you think, 'oh yes, that used to be someone's child.' The weapons expert, played by Emily Procter.......you think, no way, she's too dainty. For some reason, I don't think the show's writers actually go in as deeply with her character as they could. Caruso's Lieut. Caine is a scene hog. I want to know more about what Dr. Wood is doing or why Calleigh is just so good at what she does. Now I do have a slight crush on Wolfe, he's a hottie....very much reminds me of Greg Sanders on CSI LV. Both of them are hotties.

CSI LV: my very favourite show. I'd love to see an ME convention where the ME's from all those shows get together and talk about their individual cases. That would take up story lines from 3 different nights....3 hrs of it! Who do I write to give the writers my thoughts on that?
But my favourite character has to be Nick Stokes. Hot, smart, tall, kind, square jawed. He's the stuff dreams are made of. Yup. However, its Jim Brass that I want to take home. He's so perfect as a worn out detective. You want to take him him....hand him a drink and take his mind off of all the bad stuff. He needs a girl friend...who is not a nut job or gets involved in any way in the show. Can't forget Archie though. He's a wizard at what he does. He needs more air time....yup. Make him a regular! What is going to happen with Grissom and Sara? Weird to think of them having sex. I was hoping for Grissom and Lady Heather. Who would top...who would bottom? *weg*

I'm a big fan of CSI: NY too. I DO like the Gary Sinese character, Mac Taylor. No ham acting there like with Miami. I like him and the English ME too.....I hope that works out for them. I hope that something works out with Danny Messer and Lindsay Monroe....they are cute together....and he's just plain hot. I'd love to meet him in real life just to see if he still has that crazy accent going on. Actually, this is one of the better casts of the CSI franchise. I dunno HOW they got the people playing ME's for them to be so .... perfect! It says a lot for a show when one just automatically 'believes' in the characters. I believe in those characters so much that I don't question what they do.....not like I do with Miami. I have a hard time suspending belief there. It is flawed.

NCSI. The ME and Abby.......perfect. I mostly regard this show as a bit of a comedy. Though, the season when they killed off Kate....I was shocked. I was even more shocked when they showed Kate dressed as a dominatrix in the season opener. It was hot though....it makes me think of McGee in a whole new light.

I don't go anywhere on Wednesday night. My god...have any of you seen Jericho????
It ROCKS. It might replace CSI as my favourite show....but then there is also Criminal Minds. LOVE that one too. Wednesday nights, best night on TV. Friday is not so bad either. I sort of like Ghost Whisperer and Numb3rs.

Ya, I know, it seems that I might just like tv too much. Well, these shows are just THAT good!
To think, if I still was watching Cable, I'd missed all this. But then, I would have had to get Showtime....I do like that Dexter. What a gruesome show, I love it!! What a wicked twist!

I gotta tell ya.... I need a tivo...one with lots of memory.

'nuff said

but it's WEDGEWOOD, fergoshsakes!

I want this. Someone get it for me.

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Its too nifty NOT to have!

It was a 500$ Wedgewood Tea/Coffee set...complete. In perfect condition. Some lucky person for it on an auction for 61$.

Somedays its not worth gnawing thur the ropes...........