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FFF Prompt - 3/29 - Escape!

Key word  = Escape

Word Limit =
Your age x 4 or
your weight x 3 or
your house number /2 of
the sum of the digits in your SSN x 6. 
(but you don't have to tell us which one you used.)

Extra Credit - Give the vine an ominous sounding name

Bonus words - Send me a picture of your left foot wearing your favorite shoe.

This week's pictures was submitted by Brigit Delany over at "The Lustful Literate"

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I finally replaced my old Oakley sunglasses

Remember when Patrick took me to Cannon Beach, Oregon and my beloved sunglasses broke? Well, Oakley doesn't make those sunglasses anymore, which is a real pity. They'd lasted me for ten long, glorious years before mysteriously giving up the ghost.

I hemmed and hawed about getting new ones, and kept putting it off because, hey, it was winter in Seattle. Not exactly sunglasses weather. But then last weekend happened, and holy sunny, Batman! I caved and bought myself some replacement ones. I'd gotten a cheap pair at the beach just to deal with the light on the water, but those are never anywhere near as comfortable and nice-looking as decently made sunglasses, not to mention they feel like even opening the earpieces out will make them break.

These are the ones I got:
Titanium frame and polarized lenses. No Muir snowfield blindness for this girl!
I'm fully expecting to never have to buy another pair of sunglasses again. If plastic frames will last me ten years, titanium ones ought to last longer than I will. And you can get replacement lenses, if they should get scratched. I take really good care of my stuff, though, and my other ones didn't have a single scratch on the lenses (contributing a few kinks to the strange plot twist of how on earth they could've broken the way they did... I suspect gremlins are behind it).

They're actually listed as men's sunglasses, but big deal. The women's line lately is full of these awful gigantic glasses that make you look like some sort of alien insect. No thank you. I'll take these any day. I love them so much that I've actually been wearing contacts to work so I can wear my sunglasses while driving. Usually I hate wearing contacts because my eyes are naturally fairly dry and they can be uncomfortable, but these are worth it.

I'll put up a picture of myself wearing them when I feel up to it. Physical therapy today made me a little achey, and I have it periodically for the next three weeks. Keep your fingers crossed that it fixes all my issues... The other night I was standing in the kitchen with Patrick and turned my head rapidly to the left for some reason. There was a huge crack from my neck that almost echoed around the kitchen (it was loud), and then I felt a little better (once I ascertained that I hadn't just turned myself into a quadriplegic).

Hopefully I am on the mend.

TMI Tuesday - Top 5

What are your five (5) most memorable/amazing sexual moments?
You may simply list them or elaborate on why they were so memorable.
Bonus:  What is one quality you appreciate in a lover?

This is kind of fun. I like the idea of taking a walk down memory lane. Above these will have already been covered in my blog and if I have time I will link to to the longer story, others may not be. I also think there is a difference between memorable and amazing. There are some things I remember very well that were not amazing in the good sense. And I have had some amazing sex that blends into a wonderful continuum sex with my wife, even though some of them are in the past. But these may not be ranked in perfect order from top to bottom, I will tell you they were all.

Well, this is hard to pick.

But let's get out a quick list and then we'll see what happens after that.

In no particular order…

1. Fingering Diane in the front seat of her car.
2. Making Caroline cum in her dorm room while she talked to her mom on the phone.
3. The first time my wife sucked my cock.
4. The first time I went down on my wife as she stood by the front door of her apartment,
5. Undressing Kristen for the first time.
6. My first kiss.
7. Masturbating so many times in one day that I almost ground a whole penis.
8. My first trip to a strip club.
9. My first trip to a Canadian strip club.
10. The first time I made Cynthia cum on the Bell Tower lawn.
11. Fucking my wife on our wedding night. A first time for both of us
12. Having Scarlet tell me just how to touch her to bring her pleasure,
13. My first kiss with JD

Lets not forget about my on-line friends
14. My first time on-line with ____
15. All day in the hotel room (on-line) with _______
16. Pictures of the wet-spot from ______
17. Eight orgasms for _____ and three for me (on-line)

And the phone!  Don’t forget the phone!
18. Overlooking the beach
19. While she drove to work
20. On the couch
21. Sitting in the parking lot before going into the gym
22. In the server room

So many wonderful friends and memories over the past years, months, weeks, days?  J

So how do I cut out 17 of those just to get to the top 5?  You are killing me Larry!  How do I pick one friend over another, both of whom still read my blog? How do I pick last week’s over last year’s? 

OK, I’ll give you 5 with some short answers, but it’s hard to pick (pun totally intended)

My first time on-line with ____
We met almost 4 years ago, found eachother’s blogs, made each other laugh.  I hinted, she told me I had to be direct, so I told her.  “I want to watch you cum.”   She forced me to say the words, to stop hinting, to be bold.  “Cum as if I wasn’t watching, but let me see your face.”  She did, and I can still remember it now.  Gasping, breathing, not an inch of skin shown on camera, but eyes that still kill me when the sun shines through her window.

All day in the hotel room (on-line) with _______
She was at a professional conference with a light schedule of seminars, no presentations, and time to kill.
I had conference calls that didn’t need my attention, an open Skype line, and all the time she wanted.
Do you know that Skype can keep a call open for hours at a time if the connections are good.
Do you know how wonderful it can be to spend a day watching each other?
I will never forget it.

Pictures of the wet-spot from ______
She and I don’t talk anymore but she was one of my dearest friends until I said something, many things, to hurt her feelings and she finally got fed up with me and left.  She was generous with her beauty and taught me the power of words.  While she shared many images, my favorite was of a dark blue patch on a light blue bed sheet, created minutes before her husband arrived for dinner.

8 orgasms for _____ 3 for me (on-line)
“I can’t cum” she once told me.  Let’s just say, we proved her wrong time and time again.
On the couch
She has a couch in front of her fireplace, a door that closes tightly, and children that sleep very very well.
The recipient of many of my voice mails, it is the sound of her pleasure ringing through the phone that makes me want to give T-mobile more and more of my money each month, because it is worth every dime.

I can’t ever pick just 5, but 5 is a good place to stop.  5 wonderful friends who are dear to me in many ways besides those listed here, and to those who are not on the list, please don’t take offense, I wish the list could go on and on……

And, the bonus question can be answered in one word:  Enthusiasm.  Pure and simple, just show me you enjoy it as much as I do and that you enjoy it for yourself.  That’s all I’ve ever wanted.

How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Pictures from this weekend

Mirrored Box Seats

Imposing Against The Sky

Theatrical Light Rigging

Everyone Is Welcome To Stay Forever

A Most Elegant Pianoforte

Waiting To Be Filled With Souls

Follow The Yellow Brick Road I

Follow The Yellow Brick Road II

Follow The Yellow Brick Road III

Encroaching Blackness

Two Sketches

The Way Is Blocked

Descent Into Shadow

I think I figured out how to take flattering pictures of my own feet

You must lie on your back, feet in the air, and photograph them from upside down. This sounds complex, but it's really quite simple. I have the feeling the reason it works better has to do with the light being different when shooting upward instead of downward, along with having gravity working in your favor (pulling your bulk down and away from the objects of your photography, as opposed to the usual state of affairs). I took two pictures and edited them differently, as I enjoyed the look of sepia with regard to my tattoo, but was unable to clearly illustrate the true color of my toenail polish with that filter. I am very picky and precise today! I wrote today's three pages on my 750words account just a few minutes ago, and I am feeling particularly verbose as a result. I still find the data gleaned from my writing to be fascinating. It will be even more interesting when I have more than three days' worth of statistics to compile.

We managed to do some yardwork today as the weather finally cooperated. I succeeded in weeding by using my body weight to pull the weeds instead of my back muscles. I'd grab a handful of weeds and sort of fall backward onto my heels. It worked well and definitely minimized the pain I had to deal with. Patrick heroically mowed our incredibly overgrown lawn, after going to pick up the mower from Sears. As it turned out, the carburetor was faulty, so they rebuilt it and didn't charge us a dime. I love warranties. I'm very grateful to him for dealing with what was rapidly turning into a gluttonous horse's paradise. We'd nearly reached the point of having sort of waves in the grass, as if the house were floating upon a green sea. It was getting just a touch ridiculous, Constant Readers. I am no longer struck with intense shame upon returning home and beholding our lawn.

As it is now time for our dinner before we head down for Patrick's rehearsal (I am accompanying him since I'm sick to death of not being able to see him - thanks, Tacoma Opera), I will leave you with some pictures of my fabulous toes. I sincerely hope none of you reading this are of the foot-hating persuasion, so as to avoid feeling creeped out by the aforementioned photographs. If indeed you are, my apologies.

Stormy Weather Toes I
Stormy Weather Toes II

Photography in Ballard

Patrick and I went to Root Table for dinner this evening. It's a very small sort of Thai fusion restaurant in Ballard. I love their bathroom. It's down a bunch of stairs and then inside this creepy little hallway made of cinder blocks. It has such possibilities! I had to take my phone with me and channel my inner artist. Here are the pictures I came up with:

Ghostlight - keeping the darkness at bay

Bloodied Stairway - climb up alone, or not at all

Glow - a light in the darkness, but a price tag is attached

Grasping For Light - so close...

Let Me Out of This Cell - clawing toward the light

I Can Feel The Wall Breathing Underneath My Palm - in and out, with a heartbeat and life all its own. This prison is alive, even if only in my mind.

Let Me Out - if I could rip these bars apart, I know I could run out into the light. But I'm so very tired...

Ornamentation - metal rods decorate the end of the passageway

The Way Out - sometimes all you have to help you escape are your own two hands

Beautiful Friday

I went out with Patrick after work yesterday and picked up my pill refill plus some nail polish. I got two shades, gold and a dark grey. They are called Nefertiti and Stormy Weather, both by Deborah Lippmann if anyone is interested. I love them! I painted my nails last night while Patrick played through some pieces on his trombone. Stormy Weather went on my toes, and Nefertiti currently graces my hands.

I tried taking a picture of my toes with the polish on them, but it is very difficult to get a flattering photograph of your own feet. I gave up. Just pretend you can see the dark grey polish on them. It's quite lovely.

An awful lot of next week is going to be dedicated to various types of therapy. Massage, physical, doctor visits, etc. I hope all this helps. I had a killer headache last night, but it finally went away. Probably stress and muscle tension. Glad that's gone.

In other news, I've discovered 750 Words, which is basically a site dedicated to getting you to write more. What about? Anything! It's free, and it's sort of fascinating. After you've written stuff, you can look at the various statistics it compiles about your writing (subject, focus, mood, etc). Some of the algorithm's conclusions are ridiculous, but that kind of adds to the fun. For example, yesterday I wrote my first three pages (that is approximately what 750 words works out to), and it informed me that I was a negative introvert who was upset about death. It exaggerated a little bit... I AM NOT UPSET ABOUT DEATH, DAMN IT! Ahem. Anyway, it gave me a chuckle. Your writings are completely private unless you choose to share them. It's an interesting idea if you're looking for something to motivate you to write more often.

Without further ado, this week's beautiful picks (click on each to be taken to its larger version):

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