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Random thoughts at a Starbucks v1

"my brain tells me to shut everything down, the blog, twitter, tmblr, instagram, but then my ego kicks my brain in the balls and shuts him up" - Me

why in the world would you want to shut down? We love you!! -  a friend

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i'm not going anywhere, but I think about it at times.  I think about the time I spend on-line that should be spent on other pursuits, but my ego and social skills would suffer.  I really need more practice women I don't know what they are wearing and if they have a Skype account.  Comes in handy all the time.

Wal-Mart Cashier - "That will be $17.93
Me - "Does saying that make your nipples hard?"

The funny thing is, as security dragged me off I didn't have to pay for any of it!  Score one for the jailer, one for me.  Winning!

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The dangerous thing is that I've started getting in to Twitter.  Now twitter is completely pointless, but it's just so much fun.  It's like hanging out with a dozen other funny kids who don't mind giving you set-ups for your punch lines and the cute girls will actually talk to you.  But they are the funny kids from a different school.  they don't know that I blog or run FFF (poorly) or have friends over here.  I'm just a visitor over there in Twitterville so, for the moment, thy don't know anything about the felonies.

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I've stopped using Instagram much. All my pictures are the same, sunrise, sunset, flowers I see while running, and the occasional "natural abstract" where I get really close to a tree trunk or weed patch, and convince myself that I'm artistic.  Autistic, maybe, but art is not my thing.

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Oh, and I seem to have pissed off another batch of friends.  It's kind of like the coming of spring, it's going to happen whether I want it to or not, so I might as well enjoy the change in the season.  OH!  Speaking of changes in the season, I just bought a new camera over eBay that does timelapse photography and I'm so excited.  I'm going to point it at myself during work and see just how little I can move during the day.  All I have to do is dial the next conf. call # and try to not drool as I sleep.  I might point it out the window at the tree that's about to bloom, but with my luck, it will be pretty two days before the camera arrives. 

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Fitness note - I videotaped myself getting off this afternoon but decided not to send it because i looked too fat.  I'm not that fat, but my arms are way too short for a good camera angle and my boss wasn't available to hold it for me. 

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I'm at Starbucks drinking hot chocolate and hoping my battery doesn't die before I post this.  My daughter is at play practice and trying out for a part she won't get.  I hope she at least gets a call-back, her voice is developing nicely and she has a great 'look' for the part.  But life crushes us early and often so I think she's about to get a 'life lesson.'  Also, the hot chocolate at Coffee Bean is MUCH better but there is only one in my podunk town.

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Last week I had an orgasm 4 days in a row.  This week feels like a "one and done" week.  Work is kicking up, kids are busy, wife is snarly, calendar is full, and well, the mood's just not there.

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Back to the original comment.  My friend has no idea (until I tell her in a DM that will miss the mark and sound a little more creepy than it should) how much it means to me that she read my tweet and actually saw what it said. 

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I'm not an avid sports fan these days, not time and I'm always being out-voted 3-1 in favor of the disney chanel, but I'm always glad when the Lakers lose which makes me a petty horrible person, but then again, it is the Lakers, so who can blame me?

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My daughter just called so it's time for me to go.  The FFF prompt will go up Wednesday afternoon and I hope you all can join in this week.  We only had 4 people write last week.  We need more.  It's fun.

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Well, I've killed my hour. 
Good night.
Sleep Deep
Sleep naked
and have a wonderful tomorrow.

Nothing to report - Part II

Last week I said I hate long weekends because I feel disconnected to my on-line friends.  As I thought about that all week, and relished the WONDERFUL people who responded to my self-pity fest, i tried to take a different tack this weekend, I just stayed busy.  Way busy.

A track meet for D1 (She did great!  Ran Varsity on 2 relay's and was near her best time from last year, a great 1st race of the season)
Bought lattice for the patio cover
Changes lightbulbs
Set light times,
fixed a clock
cleaned the garage
put away the ski stuff (sad face)
pulled down clothes boxes so D2 could try on D1's old stuff (seriously, hand-me-downs are the worlds BEST $$ saver)
Went to the store
Went to the pharmacy
Picked up a movie
Watched a movie, ate popcorn and M&M's
put together pictures and crap to show my mother-in-law

I still miss my peeps, especially when some are under the weather, others are taking care of ill loved ones, and some are just ripping sexy and feeling saucy. 

Today, in contrast to last week, I'm feeling happy that I have all you wonderful people in my life, making me laugh, making me horny, helping me smile, and helping me earn lots of bonus words.....

FFF will be up on Wednesday, we are going to keep it light again this week and use a picture I've had on the list for a long time.

If anyone has a good picture they want to use for Flash Fiction Friday, you can always send them to me direct, or submit them to my FFF idea blog, "More Bad Advice"

Have a fantastic Sunday!!!

Shopping Revelation


I'm not playing with TMI today, the questions are serious and I can't be funny or snarky with Prostate Cancer and I wouldn't even know where to start.  Well, I guess I could start at the bottom and work my way up.

The real topic is kind of a downer so I'll keep it short.  I had $50 in birthday cash from my dad and a $25 gift card to Barnes & Noble book store.  I took 2 of my kids and went shopping.  They were armed with gift cards of their own and were dashing excitedly between Harry Potter, Ninjago, and "regular" Lego sets, I wandered the aisles for inspirations.

Non-fiction, historical fiction, romance, science fiction, how-to, design, creative, artsy, stationary, cool pens, cool bookmarks, the coffee shop, inspirational, new Age, test prep, college prep, more stationary, kid games, adult games (they didn't have the one I hoped they had), art supplies, craft supplies, the information desk, the bargain bin, the sales rack, the new releases....

I went through them all and didn't see a thing that made me want to spend money.

Books - no time to read
Art - no time, no talent
Games - no friends
Puzzles - no patience
How To - uh, no.
Gardening - no time
Sex help - read the blog, you'll get this one

The more I looked the deeper my money got tucked away in my pocket.  Nothing appealed to me, it was a very discouraging day.  Have I become so boring as to bore myself?

No time, no energy, no interest.

I'm sure it will pass, but with money to spend, I couldn't think of anything I wanted to spend it on.

Kind of freaked me out.

Oh well, I can always buy new running shoes.

End of the day....

Some days aren't worth writing about, but we do so anyway.

Up early to go running.  Took it easy and ran with one of the other dads.

Laundry, Dishes, breakfast (have you ever cooked sweet rolls in a George Foreman Grill? 2:30 and they are done.)

A couple hours working on the job hunt.

A quick run to the store for tortillas, and then the check engine light went on.  That changed the rest of the day.  A couple of hours later I'm looking at $750 in repairs which is about 25% of the Kelley Blue Book value.  That's the joy of owning a 1996 with 165,000 miles.

Then it was off to the park for a "Back to School" picnic with a super hot new mom that I'll never talk to.  Oh, and a good hot dog.

After the picnic it was the drug store, the market and now it's back home, clean the kitchen, watch the first 30 minutes of "Mission Impossible:  Ghost Protocol"

Another thrilling day, right?

And, to my friend who had a wonderful new experience last night.  I'm very very happy for you.

I should write something....

But there's not much going on.  I'm out of the gym because of a minor "procedure" on my leg, besides, they pulled me out of my class because I only had one class on the schedule and they wanted me to teach two, but the 2nd class was 25 miles away, in LA traffic, for $12, no thank you very much.

The job search continues, slowly, but, well, slowly.

My sex life was good Saturday night, and I'm hopeful for today, maybe.

The weather is perfectly overcast and cool, much better than the 100f we had on Thursday.

I've been really in to Instagram as I've been taking walks instead of going running (see 1st point), and I get a kick out of that.  If you want to follow along (it's mostly pictures of flowers and stuff I see on my walks) my user ID is 'Advizor54' (shocking, I know).

I had a chance to talk to a friend on-line today, we've only talked a couple of times due to technical difficulties, but it was nice to see her.  She got the best of it, 'cause she didn't have to look at me.  We are working on losing weight together and she's doing a great job and she's a great motivation for me.

Besides that, it's been awfully blah.

I did cum on camera for a friend the other day.  It was glorious for both of us.

Blah....

Over the past few weeks I have been lucky enough to pick up several new followers, wonderful people, some with great blogs of their own, others who enjoy the blogs of others, but all welcome.

So, how do I show my thanks?  But dropping in to a writing funk that seems to deepening each day.

I have had little time or energy for writing, for play, for anything really.  Perhaps my testosterone levels are following the lunar cycle now, with three other women in the house, maybe I'm finally getting in synch with them.

I spend a few minutes on Tumblr, and got bored, fewer minutes on RedTube, and lost interest, even had a few minutes for "me" time, and took a nap instead.

So, thank you to all my new followers for taking time to click me into your circle of friends.  I'll try to make it worth you while some time soon.

I need to pee

This has nothing to do with water sports, sorry, I even thought about finding a graphic for that apology, but I'm at Starbucks and I think they frown on that type of graphic being sent over their particular network.

No, this post is about the fact that I've been on the road since 8:30 this morning and have not made time for a bathroom break.  That tells me a couple of things (1) I need to plan better (2) I've been on the road too much (3) I need to drink more water (4) there is a good chance that most of the weight I lose is all water weight, and, after buying new skinny pants I will drink down 3-4 gallons of water and get right back to where I started....

Today was all about the job hunt.  Met with a recruiter (#4 or #5) who was almost young enough to date my daughter who's not old enough to date anyone. He was nice and polished and super excited to see me and grateful that I made the drive all the way down.  He was also very excited that I found metered parking on the street because parking can be really hard here, you know, it's just so expensive and then we run out of places in the garage and you can go over the street and find it cheaper but they have trouble with their gates and it's a little smelly in there and, anyway, you found a meter so it's all good.  Big Breath.

He liked my resume, thought they could come up with something good for me, and asked me to get on their web page, give him some ideas, and call him back on Monday.  Will do.  I also stepped in to the office for University of Phoenix.  My friend used to teach there and loved it, so he's been bugging me to go talk to them.  Do I really want to be an evening professor for people who think that the key to happiness is a bachelor's degree from a night school that would hire people like me?  Could be fun, could be awful.

I got a bit of a reality check yesterday when my insurance was declined at my dentist.  WTF???  Luckily is was just a book keeping error, but it does put a bit of focus on the job hunt.  Mentally I've got all the time in the world, but "all the time in the world" is almost 1/2 over.  Maybe the Mayans were right.  It's not the end of the world this year, just the end of mine.

Bad corporate Math moment...  My gym wants all instructors to teach 2 classes per week to stay on payroll.  Most of us only teach one.  They are not doubling the number of classes nor are they firing 1/2 the teachers.  I don't think they've done the math.  Why should they, all they know is sweat.  They've proving that again and again.

I'm trying to eat healthier, but the chocolate drizzled coffee cake is calling my name from the counter.  I'm going to resist so I can have my salad at home, but I'm not going to be happy about it.

I could have had it but I was weak after my interview and got a snack as I left the building.  In retrospect I should have waited for the chocolate drizzled coffee cake, it looks much better than a flaccid energy drink and yogurt covered pretzels.

OK, now I really have to pee.

Rainy Day

Saturday is starting off with a steady rain, a quiet storm, one that didn't even wake me up.  The weatherman had predicted it, the bright green mass on the Doppler 7000 Ultra Deluxe Weather DooHicky showed it coming, but this morning, as my son rolled me out of be at 6:27, I had to look outside to see if the rain had arrived.  In porn world, a knock on the door would herald the arrival of 2 soaking wet young ladies who's car had broken down "just up the road."  Why didn't they stay warm and dry in the car and call from their cell phone?  Maybe the deranged killer from the decrepit institute that everyone forgot about is on the loose and chasing them.  Either way, on a rainy day like this it wouldn't be polite to make them wait outside, so, as I offer them a hot shower, they inevitably get in together and their squeals of delight draw me in and of course, they offer to have sex with me to show their appreciation.

In the real world, I'll be cleaning the garage, the kitchen, helping D1 and D2 with homework and presentations for school.  Wheee

Rainy day...

OK, it's a quiet day on my end of the street.  It's raining outside and will continue to do so for the rest of the day.  My two meetings cancelled for the day so I've been productively working on my audits, some documentation, a few reports, and all around being a good citizen.

I'm also a bit subdued over a conversation I had with a friend yesterday.  I'm still processing it, surely making a mountain over a mole-hill, or turning "ants into elephants" (a new phrase I heard on the radio last night, and I love it.), but still, the things she shared put me in a bit of a funk.  Also, a different friend hasn't said hello for a while so Tame's post hit home today.

Maybe it's just the rain, the early morning arrival at work (the days are getting shorter, I hate that part of the fall), or the feeling of being in a day of hushed tones....  I'm not sure, but this video made me smile.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVTGGH-NRJ4&feature=related

and this one made me say, "OH SHIT!  That's cool!"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYe6acMozMw&feature=player_embedded

I'm sure the day will pick up.  I have a yummy salad for lunch, and what day can stay bad with a yummy salad in it's future?

(and sorry about the links, i tried to imbed them but neither one worked....)

Boooring....

I don't know what's going on.  Maybe it's the early onset of manopause.  Perhaps soon I'll buy a rocking chair, a subscription too Reader's Digest (Big Print Edition), and a ramp to my front doorOK, a little side note.  I threw in the link to RD Large print as a bit of a laugh, but they have a Large Print website and a "regular" print version too.  It makes sense, but it made me laugh.  Maybe I'm just getting older but I'm starting to find most porn really boring.  

It's late tonight, almost midnight here in Houston.  I had a really good day.  Well, except for a headache that almost made me throw up all morning, it was good.  I got some breakfast, a handful of of Asprin, some more breakfast, and by 10:00 I was OK.  After that, training went well, the teacher talked 100mph, and if you got distracted at all you had to scramble to catch up.  Luckily for me, several wonderfully sexy friends dropped in to tease and torment me while I was trying to learn.  Thank you, you had me smiling the whole day.

I tried go get out to a movie but by the time I left the office at 6:30p the movie was only 15 minutes from starting and I just didn't have the umph to get over in time.  The movie looks very good, powerful, moving, and touching, but my low energy and on little sleep, I needed something where things get blown up.

Ending up at the hotel I touched base with a friend and we both agreed that we needed to get our workouts in, so I headed to the pool, did some sit-ups at the little hotel gym, seduced, bedded, and release a cute Latina mom, and then jumped in the pool.  A few laps later and a quick rest on the lounge chairs ended the evening and I ended up back in the hotel room.

So, what is a guy on his own in a hotel room with cheap and fast Internet access supposed to do?  Well, I pulled up YouPorn and poked around for a minute but nothing caught my eye.  A relatively new friend (WOW) sent me some of her favorite Tumblr links.  Tumblr, I like.  I went back to YouPorn. Now I have some friends that like YP, but man it's awful.  The camera work is uniformly awful, the clips all appear to be very old, they women are less attractive and it's just icky. 

Check out this clip (well don't, but if you have to)  This just put me to sleep

The camera man is yards away, trying to build a "peeping tom" conceit, the girl is pretty but the music is just awful and totally unrelated to any of the action.  It's just bad. 

 I know this contributes to my sense of boredom that has been building for a while.  If porn is boring then what's left?  Service, donating blood, helping orphans, getting a good night's sleep?  Right, like that's going to happen.  I'm not saying that porn is bad, there are others who will do that, but I'm saying it's boring.

More accurately, I'm bored with it.  So maybe I'll take a break a bit.  OK, maybe not a total break, but if it's not doing anything for me, why spend time watching it, right?

So what are you holding on to that doesn't do it for you anymore?  Do I look for good porn because I think I should be looking for good porn?  I'm kind of a sex-blogger, I'm a guy, I'm not getting any sex at home (not much really), isn't porn kind of like a job requirement?

Oh, one good thing, I got to introduce my friend to the lovely Minka Kelley.  She is going to be on the new versions of Charlie's Angels, a TV show that will, for sure, SUCK.


Ennui

ennui
A sense of apathy and lassitude brought about by either societal or personal stagnation. Akin to languor, but more closely tied to existentialism and post-war Europe.

otherwise known as generalized self-pity.
As i look out over my life, i see some wasteland, some lush green forests, areas of wetlands, mountains remaining to be climbed, valleys to be avoided, and extended metaphors to run away from with all 4 legs.
My life is full of wonderful things, yet, some of the things I really want seem out of reach.  Talent, good looks, a smaller waistline, funnier kids,a cuter dog, a bigger house, a smaller mortgage, a longer dick, a better car, a the ability to distinguish between Sandstone and Beige at Home Depot and enough energy to finish the really bad novel I started years ago. 
My wife asked me what my "dream job" would be since I may be coming in to a period of "employment uncertainty" next year.  "Editor" came to mind.  Closely followed by fireman, airline pilot, and ballerina.  All equally realistic as a 47 year old man.  She encouraged me to stick with what I know, computers.  Please, somebody kill me. 
Am I so deeply lacking in creativity that I am past the point of re-invention?  Am I who I am going to be forever?  What if I no longer want to be the me that me is?  Oh boy, does that sound pathetic, and it's even more pathetic to put it in a blog post.
Ennui.... Stagnation.... a lack of creativity and the inability to post about interesting or relevant topics not determined by the day (TMI/FFF) of the week.
Maybe I've just been here too long.
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