Back again. I'm feeling as if my tastes are changing. I am seeing a trend in the women I meet. Most are seeking bondage and rough treatment. At first this was a bit alien but as of recent it is growing in its appeal. Control is an intoxicating thing as is physical domination. At least for us guys. Considering these are activities condoned by both parties involved no harm no foul as they say. Keep smilin' girls...this site is the best

Just had some torturous dental work done. All my tattoos could not shine a light to the crazy pain I had today.
Sorry for my abscence but the holidays were trying. I seems every woman I meet has an unlivable problem. Maybe I will be single the rest of my life. It's not real appealing and the dating game sucks. Sorry to be so negative but its been emotionally a rough few months. Course then again us tough guys aren't supposed to let women get us blue. Sad to to tell all you other men but it happens.
My art is coming along and I just started a new painting of a cloudy skyscape with a crow in the forground. His feathers will have blue highlights like thaey do when the sun hit one just right.

Gotta go much love to all.....

Never I mean never date a banker girl! She was so sqaure her undies were ironed in creases and I'm sure there were safety pins securing them to her chastity belt if she had one. Never got that far. Didn't really want too. Ever see business talk as something to stoke the romance fires? Not I, Art Books of just plain profanity does better. Keep hunting and put another rule on the books.

Wild life is a bit hard sometimes. Little sleep couled with long hours at work have me feeling a bit rough around the edges. Not long till summer! Well not that long

Still feeling the after glow of wild rough sex. Not always what's available, but my favorite item on the list. Square girls don't really do it right. To scared or otherwise timid to let the freak loose. It's good to know the world is full of folks like us.

Today was particularly hard at work. Much heavy lifting, profanity and freezing cold. So it is for the wage slaves.
That is one of the reasons college is so appealing to me. It is a light at the end of this industrial nightmare. If I wasn't able to build bikes in my off hours, it wouldn't be worth it. But free sandblasting, and powdercoating are very beneficial when it comes to my love and hobby.
I'm stoked about riding on Sunday. The bike is complete now and it may be time to build a mini. I already have the basic kiddie bike. Bars forks and a seat are next. We have a color change chameleon paint at work I would like to try on it. My boss said he'll do it for a c note. Usually it's about 300 bucks, yeah!

Salud

Email from cute girl just made my night. Is sex on a bicycle possible? Do other people find the smell of oil or gasoline almost intoxicating in its own odd way? Maybe its the connection it has in my mind to bikes, hot rods and the like.
Maybe she'll want to ride next sunday. I'm game.

Home on Saturday night. Last night went on an internet date that was right out of the twilight zone. The ultra liberal, explain why you don't want to talk politics, ignore my bizarre hand gestures, and how dare you try to hold my hand girl, was more than I could take.
I am always a gentleman when it comes to politeness, holding doors, etc... It's just my upbringing and last night I was treated like some kind of oddball for it. It hurt my self image a little, but I don't think I was the problem.
Last time I checked dates were meant to be fun and enjoyable. Holding a girls hand at a candlelit table shouldn't be considered to risque. Should it? I guess we live and learn. I was nice to her regardless of my annoyance, but I had to vent here because it kind of pissed me off. I could use input from the other sexes perspective. Got anything friends?

It is going to be nice to return to work. As crazy as it may sound, in my work I feel purpose and a sense of accomplishment. I was told as a kid to 'get in where you fit in' and for now I have found my comfort zone in my present job.
I just finished my financial aid stuff so that I can enroll in art classes next term. Painting is my true joy. Creating things of beauty is good for my soul. Sometimes it is good to get out of your own head for a while and devote all concentration on a task. In my artwork, my mind is free to roam without the drama or static we all encounter on a daily basis.
Still in the gutter looking at the stars...Stewart Wilde

Heard other people talking of their lonliness tonight over coffee at one of my haunts. It was kind of a relief to find out others have the same fears of being alone in the world. I'm not afraid of much else, but lonliness is the monster under my bed. You know they only come out late, when you are trying to sleep all by yourself. It is the thing that crosses your mind as you drift into the realm of sleep causing a stir in your peace. So pull the covers tight my friends. If we are lucky someday we'll have a friendly voice to scare away our demons and banish the monster of lonliness to the island of our distant memories.