I'm watching an episode of The Waltons where the mother and the two youngest kids get lost in the woods, and they just keep walking around. At one point, they realize that they're walking in circles, because they pass the same place twice, but the mother keeps insisting that what they need to do is just keep walking. Isn't that what you're not supposed to do when you're lost in the woods? I was always told that, if you're lost in the woods, you stay still, because if you just choose a direction randomly, you'll more than likely choose the wrong one and end up even further from where you're supposed to be.
Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I understand that most things have someone who's into them, and this being the internet, there's at least one devoted tumblr. But interracial cuckolding is not something I'd ever given thought to. And specifically well-built black men coming in and fucking your white wife with your (white) knowledge. It's a thing. People are weird.
Oh, no, I lost one of my earrings.
I am really sorry how not surprised I am at that. Ugh.
I'm just so pleased with myself, I have to share here too: 90 laps (2.5 miles) in 85.5 minutes!
Then I went out and bought $60 in plants, which will get planted tomorrow, hopefully. Including a deep, almost black, plum colored salvia. I love salvia, it's so weird.
One coat of primer on the door, will do one blue coat in a bit.
Cats are loving having the door open, they get to wander out on the deck at will.
Cats are loving having the door open, they get to wander out on the deck at will.
Heh. I had the door open today and the dog is so flummoxed. She kept going out for like 30 seconds at a time and then coming back in to regroup. (This dog does not deal well with change.)
I am really sorry how not surprised I am at that. Ugh.
It makes such perfect and depressing sociological sense, doesn't it?
I remember seeing something a few years ago about someone who'd done a photo exhibit of photos he took around the country of parties where middle-aged white swingers would hire young black men to have sex with the women.
It makes such perfect and depressing sociological sense, doesn't it?
Oh yeah.
I have a hard time with interracial porn, because I imagine someone getting off on the interracial part of it, like it's naughty or something, and it skeeves me. It's not supposed to be a thing, dammit. Despite all the interracial nudity I might have taken part in on my own. But at least I feel clearer about motives there.
Kinda like how I won't date anyone who only dates black women. You made race part of the point. I don't wanna play that.
People skeeve me.
Why does that damn Viagra commercial music get stuck in my head?
Can I seek help if the earworm lasts longer than four hours?