interjection

Good morning to you all.  Sorry, is that supposed to be said "ya'll"?  Still learning some of that southern slang.

Anyhow, I just wanted to let you ladies and gentleman know that due to quite a bit of interest in my musical taste, I've started a separate blog for my music choices. From now on I will be posting all my music there. There will also be a Button coming so you can add it to your blog if you so wish, check back later for that.

See that box to the right, "interjection", click away at your own peril, and get ready for an eargasm.

A special thanks to Beryl for the work she did helping me set up the new page.

Enjoy the music. W.

A Cold Ride In

I figured if I have to work on a Saturday, then damn it, I'm going to enjoy the commute.

What I didn't expect when I rolled the bike out of the garage was the 45 degree slap in the face (that's 7.2 C to you folks using the proper metrics). Fuck It, I'm riding anyway, the temperature is supposed to reach the 80's today. That's the thing about New England, don't like the weather, just wait an hour or two, it will change.


So I got my gear together, headed outside, and started the R1. These are the sights I'm greeted with warming her up for the ride.

There's just something about seeing the exhaust pouring out of those twin pipes on a cold morning. It looks like it has a rocket strapped under that ass.

Needles to say, it was a cold ride in. That wind at highway speeds just cuts right through gloves and in through all the little cracks in the armor. First thing when I get into work is a hot cup of coffee.


Well, I'll suffer though the cold as long as I get to have a nice ride home. I may even take the log way home. You know the one, with all those curves and snaking roads.

Hope you enjoyed the pic's

What I really should be doing right now is finishing some fiction I started this past week. Well, now you know its in the works and you have something to look forward to, right?

Anyway, have a good weekend dear friends.

Korn "Make Me Bad" & "Falling Away From Me"

Another one of my favorite bands.


Make Me Bad



Falling Away From Me

Seether - "Fake It" Uncensored & "Fine Again"

This has to be my favorite of the newer bands out there. I have every album thus far, and all of them are good. Here are two of their bigger hits.


Fake It



Fine Again

Weekend update

Well, I made it through another busy weekend.  We had a birthday party for my little girl on Saturday, I can't believe she is two already. Over all, a good day. We had about 30 adults and 15 kids so I did end up manning the grill for a few hours. The usual fare, burgers, dogs, wings, and of course drinks.  I had my fair share of Captain and Cokes while attempting to keep my sanity with all those kids running around.

I have to say that the highlight of the cookout was one of my brothers "friend". I quote that because this is my brother who is gay, openly for years now, and he rolls in a few hours late with this woman who is a knockout. By the way, why do all the gay guys have most of the hot chicks? Anyway, I'm in the kitchen getting more stuff for the grill when he comes in the front door with her. She saunters in with a skin tight black dress, its only about two inches below her ass cheeks and barely holding in her ample tits behind that nice low cut, high heals, and long dark curly hair (Yes, pretty damn close to the pic). Funny, it doesn't seem like the proper attire for a two year old's birthday, more like a night out on the town. He introduces me to her, Stephi I'll call her, and she seems like a very friendly girl, we end up talking for a few minutes in the kitchen before they make their way outside with everybody else.

You want to see jaws hit the floor, it was hysterical seeing it happen as they walked out on the deck behind me. Not just the guys either, I know my wife saw her right away. My wife told me later that quite a few people were commenting on her dress. I had a good friend of mine ask about Stephi as soon as he got me alone, all I said was "its a good thing your wife is not here, you would be getting smacked just for the thoughts going through both our heads".

Was Stephi smoking hot? Pretty damn close. She definitely had a body built for sin. I kind of wish they stayed longer, it was funny watching the guys size her up and the women look down their noses at her.

Unfortunately, that was one of the few high points to my weekend, besides some quick covert calls to a friend of my own ;)

Disturbed - Land of Confusion Official Music Video

Ok, where are all my 80's fans on this one? A great remake of a great song.

Puddle Of Mudd - Control

I thought this seemed a fitting song with talk of exploring a D/s relationship.

Enjoy.

HNT: Windows

I know how much you all liked the leather, so I'll give you a peak at full gear on the R1. I promise I'll start loosing the clothing for upcoming HNT's ;)

Days Of The New - Touch, Peel And Stand

One of my all time favorite, unappreciated bands. I love this song. These guys know how to make acoustic guitars just flat out rock.

Size

This guy goes to the emergency room with an embarrassing problem. He meets with the ER nurse when she ask what the problem is, he says he does not want to be laughed at.

She says "I've been a nurse for 30 years, I've seen everything and I will not laugh". So the man stands up and drops his pants and underwear.

The nurse looses control and starts laughing hysterically. The man is small, the size of a "AAA" battery.

After she regains her composure, she starts apologizing and ask the man "so what is the problem?"

He says "it's swollen"




I want to ask all of you, since I have mostly female followers, does size matter to you.

I have always considered myself of average size. Apparently, "I'm definitely better than average" so says a web cam friend, or is that fiend. Anyway, I know its not all about that, its about the whole package for most women I'm sure, body, mind, and spirit, right?

Just curious on where you all stand on the subject...

Apocalyptica

Just to prove how big of a nerd I am, imagine some guy, sitting in traffic for the Patriots pre season opener, with his truck vibrating from full volume Cello's. Yep, huge nerd.

Here's two from Apocalyptica. The first one is from an album they did in 1996 that is all string covers of Metallica songs. The second a more recent album where they use guest vocalist on many songs.

Enjoy some more of W's music picks.


Welcome Home (Sanitarium)




I Don't Care


Apocalyptica is a Finnish cello metal band from Helsinki, Finland, formed in 1993. The band is composed of classically trained cellists and, since 2003, a drummer. Three of the cellists are graduates of the Sibelius Academy in Helsinki, Finland. Their music features elements from classical music and neo-classical metal, to symphonic metal and thrash metal. They have sold over three million albums to date.

Flyleaf - Fully Alive

Just thought I would stick with the hot female rocker theme and share this one with you.
If you want to see this chick belt out some really heavy lyrics, check out their song "I'm So Sick". If I thought ahead I would have linked both, sorry.

Two Up

My wife actually asked me to do something with her, that she has not asked for in two years. No, not "do you want a blow job", though it has been quite a few months since I've seen the inside of a mouth. Sorry, I always get sidetracked by sex, its a wonder I can operate normally on a daily basis.


Anyway, what she asked was if we could go out on the motorcycle. We had planned to go out to dinner Sunday night after we got back from dropping M off at the in laws for the night. It was a comfortable evening and I always love a reason to ride on two wheels. Now, like I said, its been more than two years since she has been a passenger and more than seven or eight since she rode herself. The reason she does not normally like riding with me, the R1's passenger seat, its really is a sorry excuse for padded cardboard and it sits about 4 inches higher than the front seat. But a 1000cc bike with 180 horsepower is not really made for two up riding, a passenger seat was an afterthought at the Yamaha factory.

She used to always complain about how her ass hurt after about 20 minutes on the bike, or her knees bothered her from the sitting position. I was not looking forward to complaints. Well a 25 minute ride to the BBQ joint and all was well, "not as bad as I remembered" she says. We eat, have a few drinks, go to a friends house for a few hours, then head home. The ride was a bit longer home, about 45 minutes, then the complaints came. My knee hurts, my ass is a bit sore, it was a bit cold. Are you fucking kidding me....

Meanwhile in my head I'm having visions of what could be, arms wrapped around my waist, holding tight. Enjoying the ride, the vibrations that reach deep down into that secret place in women just between those legs. All culminating in a great night of licking, sucking, and fucking.

Hey, I can dream, can't I.

Halestorm - I Get Off

Enough said...

Beach

I was able to spend a great day with the wee one, M, this past Saturday. The wife and I took a drive up to Hampton Beach in NH, it would be the little ones first trip to a proper beach. Got up early, everything already packed the night before, in the car and poof, two hours later, we're at the beach.

I so enjoy spending time with M. Just watching her play in the sand, her little sunglasses and hat, and that huge smile when she looks up at you. At one point she lay down next to me on the towel and rubbed my stomach and said "night, night, dada", it was so damn cute. She makes me melt.

Now, if your ever feeling bad about your body or looks, take a trip to a major beach with a lot of people. After about an hour there, my wife says to me "I don't know why I feel so embarrassed in a bathing suit". Some people have no humility any more, they will let anything hang out. You just want to tell some of these people,

"Honey, just because they make it in you size does not mean you have to wear it."

That goes for the guys to.

Whatever, to each their own. Because of course along with all the bad, there are plenty of good sights as well at the beach.

Lunch was kind of nice to, with good food and a very attentive waitress, well, at least to me. She "loved" my tattoo and was very touchy whenever she brought another Captain and coke, or food over. She was also fawning over M. What's funny is my wife seemed so oblivious to it all. I thought women picked up on this sort of stuff. Fuck it, I don't care either way.

For the most part, a good day indeed, at least at the beach.

HNT:Leather

"The Road I'm On"
3 Doors Down

She said life's a lot to think about sometimes
When you're living in between the lines
And all the stars they sparkle and shine everyday

He said life's so hard to move in sometimes
When it feels like I'm towin' the line
And no one even cares to ask me why I feel this way

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That's the same road, the same road that I am on

He said life's a lot to think about sometimes
When you keep it all between the lines
Of everything I want and I want to find, one of these days

What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong
Now you just keep drivin' tryin' to find out where you belong

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That's the same road, that same road that I am on

What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong
Now you just keep drivin' tryin' to find out where you belong

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That's the same road, that same road that I am on

Anniversary

Well, another anniversary come and gone, and nary a blade of grass blown out of the ordinary order of things. We've been married now, less than fifteen years but more than thirteen, in the whole scheme of things, not a lot of time, I know. But, talk about just another day, did I expect as much? Honestly, yes. Was I hoping for more? Hell yes.

How about a run down of the day, shall we?
Up at 5:10, shower, get ready for work, get the little one up and fed breakfast, say bye, the wife says "Happy Anniversary" and on the road by 6:15. At work by 7, order flowers and have them sent to her work (not something I normally do by the way). Grind through another morning, make it to lunch time and have a nice conversation with Beryl on the phone. Back to work, grinding until 5 when S, yes the same coworker, gets changed at work to "go out shopping". She is dressed to kill, 4 inch heals, skin tight leggings (is that what their called?), and a top she is ready to fall out of, another attempt to tease I'm assuming. Another hour here, out at 6, talk with Beryl some more on the ride home.

Home at 7:10. Play with the little one until getting her ready for bed, put her down at 7:45. Back downstairs, help cut up some fresh fruit for the wee one, clean up, put things away. Upstairs to shower, back downstairs for a dinner consisting of frozen pizza. My opinion is needed on what kind of kids table to buy the little one, ohhhh the excitement, I can hardly contain myself. In bed by 10, a movie on, and the cold shoulder from my wife. Wow, life is grand.

Was I expecting to be greeted at the door with her on her knees? No, but those were thoughts put there by someone else. Was I expecting more than a thank you for the dozen roses? Abso fucking lutly...The cold shoulder doesn't cut it.

Coming up next post, The Phone.

Pain

I experienced a physical pain like never before Sunday morning, and the best part, it was totally self-inflicted.

I have a fundraiser ride coming up in about a month that I need to get ready for. It's a 100 mile route and I need to get my legs primed and ready. It's on the pedal bike, not the motorcycle by the way. I know what you were thinking...

Anyhow, I have been out riding every weekend and have been putting some miles in on the stationary trainer when I get a chance. Up until yesterday, I have been riding a 25 mile loop while keeping my speed and cadence up. Well yesterday, I decided I needed to get more miles in, plus I needed to get the fuck out of the house for a while, some alone time.

I ended up just riding, choose a road and kept going. I ended up totally lost. About 20 miles in, I'm looking around and thinking "where the fuck am I?". Thankfully, my bike computer is GPS based and can give me general directionality back to my starting point, because I'm also to stubborn to turn around. I eventually find my way back to an area I know and keep heading toward home. But I digress.

At the 36 mile mark, my legs are starting to really burn and stiffen up on me. I stop to get off the bike and try to stretch them out for about ten minutes. It's not working to well. Fuck it, I'm not far from home now, about five miles, no problem. I have to tell you, it was the hardest five miles I've ever ridden. The pain in my legs is getting worse, I keep standing up, trying to stretch out the legs. It's just not fucking working. I'm cursing myself as a pussy, telling myself to suck it up and pedal harder. I make it home, get off the bike and hobble into the house, straight for the aspirin. I then preceded to curl up on the floor in agony. My legs felt like they were going to explode, the muscles super taut.

I suffer from dehabilitating migraines. I have sat through five hours of tattoo work with little more than being a bit uncomfortable. I have a four inch scar on my wrist where I put my fist through a window and cut myself to the bone. And I've ridden 50 plus mile routes before with no issues, but this was something totally new to me. It was off the chart pain. I dropped into a really hot bath, which seemed to help, a lot. But not before a half hour's worth of the worst pain in my life.

All self-inflicted.