Monday, April 14, 2008
Better, Better… A Little More to the Left
I seem to have everyone on the same page this morning! (I know. I was worried all of the new photos were going to go to waste if no one could find them.) There were two, parallel versions of this site running for the last couple of days as I moved everything over to the new blogging software, Expression Engine. So, some folks were seeing the old site with the static pages. And some folks were seeing the new site with a weird orange and yellow design. Neither was the right thing. But I seem to have figured out all of the new tags and have managed to get the homepage back to normal. Comments are still broken as I still need to rework that template for the new tagging. But I’ll try to get that back as soon as I can, bearing in mind that I’m supposed to be working 60 hours this week so I can go away on vacation next week. It’ll all be worth it in the end. At least I am almost confident that when I hit the “Save and publish” button this time, I won’t get a server error telling me to go screw… which is a snapshot of my last umpteen months with my old software. More later. Enjoy the sunshine!
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Thursday, April 10, 2008
Trial and Terror Revisited
Well, there’s a bold leap for you. I just deleted my Movable Type and its database. And I’ve installed Expression Engine. And… I have no clue what I’m doing so far. And no time to figure it out before going to bed. Oh, that’s going to give me some pleasant dreams now, isn’t it? Wait. I just managed to import all of my old entries and get the images connected. Sigh! Unfortunately, I don’t have time to figure out how to switch the design template back to what I had before. Too many tags and I have too much to do. At least I got this far.
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Saturday, April 05, 2008
More Photos
I admit it. I messed up the April Fools theme photos. They didn’t post automatically and I didn’t notice until it was too late. But I’ve got the next month all taken care of ahead of time. So here are the upcoming Photo of the Day theme weeks:
- April Showers (April 6 to 12) Not rain. The other showers. And bathtubs. While it’s raining outside, you might as well get clean.
- Helping Hands (April 13 to 19) Actually, it’s more like helping handjobs. If you get inspired, go help someone with your hands.
- Spring Flowers (April 20 to 26) After April showers, you get May flowers. OK, fine. I’m a week early.
- Say Cheese (April 27 to May 3) Photos taken of themselves. Why else do bathrooms and closet doors have such large mirrors? Last chance to see all of these coeds’ dorm rooms before they go home for the summer.
You may now resume your spring cleaning.
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Monday, March 10, 2008
Wake Up, Sleepers
Even though there was ice on the driveway yesterday morning. Even though there is still snow melting beneath the hedges. Even though the town’s salt trucks and snow plows still stand at the ready for at least another three weeks. Even though the trees haven’t budded and the crocuses have barely poked their heads through the dirt. Even though the robin in the backyard looks lost and lonely and the squirrels look thin and daring. Even though the only spring peeper I’ve heard quickly gave up finding a mate and went back to sleep. Even though all this says it’s still winter… I say it’s spring.
And in spring, a man’s fancy (whatever that is) turns to thoughts of love. Or sex. Mostly sex, actually.
Sex with you, specifically. Failing that, sex with her or her or her. But yes, first and with all due fidelity, sex with you. Now. Please. Didn’t you hear me say I’m calling it spring?
Slow, languorous sex while buds on the trees pop open over our heads like popcorn. Me inside you, smelling spring rain in the distance, feeling the new grass on my skin, feeling your skin on my skin, feeling the sweet slickness of you wrapped around me, our warm shared core sheltered from the nagging spring breeze…
Do you see it now? Slide with me into spring and then from spring to summer. Let’s drink from each other and make necklaces and cock rings from dandelions! Let’s fuck against trees and make birds tilt their heads when you cry out when I first push inside you! Let’s roll naked down grassy hills, stay up to see the stars, get up to see the sunrise!
It’s spring and I’m starving for life. So, love me raw. Rub me, suck me, ride me until we’re red and breathless and hungry for water and salt.
Spring, spring, spring! Kiss me, quick!
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Saturday, March 08, 2008
New Photos, New Words
Where does the time go? As I valiantly try to get back here to do some writing that isn’t just about work and putting meat on the table (just an expression… I’m trying to cut down), I managed yesterday to find a little time to assemble a bunch of new entries for “Photo of the Day.” And just because I thought it might be fun, I’ve decided to run the new photos in themed groups, running Sunday to Saturday.
Here are the themes for the next few weeks:
- Let’s Thaw (March 9 to 15) A nod of the head and a tip of the erection to the arrival of daylight savings time and (hopefully soon) spring (Northern Hemisphere only… if you’re in Australia, you’ll have to make up ways for the photos to go with autumn).
- Go Green (March 16 to 22) More spring, with a little added green flavor because of St. Patrick’s Day.
- Out Like a Lamb (March 23 to 29) Bondage-themed photos in keeping with March going out a little more subdued than it comes in.
- April Fools (March 30 to April 5) Who says sex isn’t occasionally silly or that you can’t see people smile when they’re naked?
If you have any photos you think would fit an upcoming theme and want to share, please send them along and I’ll try to fit them in. Assuming I don’t run off with the first robin I see.
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Monday, December 24, 2007
Happy Holidays!
I sent out an email yesterday to lots of my regular readers, wishing them a happy holiday season. But I somehow suspect that the email may have gotten eaten by spam filters, either on the sending side or on the receiving side. So, to the folks I emailed and to the rest of you, here is my holiday greeting for one and all. It’s not safe for work. But then, neither is this site. (On the other hand, I am perfectly safe for work. You may invite me for lunch any old time.)
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Friday, December 14, 2007
Flash Poem 1
The look and coding for this poem was shamelessly stolen from "digital writer" Chris Joseph. My apologies to Chris for putting "cocks" and "nipples" in his otherwise interesting Flash work, but I've been wanting to learn how to do something like this and it gave me the opportunity to actually get under the hood and tinker with source files. Now maybe I can try learn how to do my own from scratch.
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Friday, November 30, 2007
Hair Today, Goon Tomorrow
Can you believe that November’s almost over? What the hell? I was just getting the hang of August.
I’m sitting here listening to the FoxyFM Live365 station. They just played a couple of very hot erotic stories. They alternate stories and music, all definitely for mature audiences. Of course, right now they’re playing Britney Spears’s I’m a Slave 4 U. And that would be fine and innocuous and barely noticable, but it’s only been one day since the news wires reported the story about Britney’s secret sex room. I’m having a little trouble keeping a straight face. Fur-trimmed handcuffs? Metal bed frame? Schoolgirl outfit? I didn’t burst out laughing until they mentioned that sometimes, she likes to entertain wearing a Cinderella outfit. Oh, my. Anyway, check out the FoxyFM feed sometime. “My neck. My back. Lick my pussy. Lick my crack.” You just don’t get song lyrics like that on public radio.
What other links do I have to share today? There’s an interesting story on Japan’s Wai Wai about people with pubic hair fetishes.
bq. “Nagano went to bars and cabarets and asked hostesses for samples. After plying them with a few drinks, he’d make his pitch, saying, ‘I want your pubic hair.’ Offering a 10,000-yen tip as an incentive, the gals would excuse themselves, slip into the powder room, and return to the table and pass him the goodies… “
And, for the visually inclined, check out the links site NotAboutLove. In the Nudes Portfolios section, you’ll find lots of links to photographers’ web sites… stuff you’re likely to have not run into before. For example, check out the work of photographer Ludovic Goubet. Very nice.
That’s all for now. I have to go have a heart-to-heart discussion with my calendar.
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
I’m back! Have a poem.
Well, I never did figure out how to use the latest Movable Type templates. But I got the old templates and design to work, so that's good enough for me. And, just to prove it's me, the first thing I'm posting after my unfortunate absence is a poem, written specifically for the purpose as I nursed a headcold this morning and tried not to think about how much I need to rake leaves.if snakes had hips
Hand. Hip. Touch. Grip.
What we have is this unspoken signal,
A familiar sign visible in light or dark,
As clear under bedtime covers as it is
When we’re bare naked, buzzed on champagne,
Fucking in the recessed lighting
of our quiet midnight den.
When I feel your hand grasp my hip bone, I know
That tonight you want to feel
The hard slap of my balls between your legs
That you want friction first and foremost,
The shallow in-and-out, a fast and steady rhythm,
And save that deep thrust shit for after you’ve come.
Of course, it works both ways.
Tonight it could be my hand on your hip,
suggesting you flip over, hug the pillow,
Nuzzle your breasts against the sheet
Brace yourself and raise your pussy
To take me in, take it all the way.
Then one hand becomes two hands,
And I grip your hips, pulling you back into
Each forward push, my hip bones meeting your ass
In a thump after thump, vibrations passing deep inside.
Hip. Hand. Hand. Hip.
Back and forth, again and again.
Hear this poem read aloud...
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Two Steps Forward, Fall in Hole
I honestly don’t mind tinkering with Web sites as a rule. HTML, CSS, and all of these funky little Movable Type tags are a nice distraction from my usual work, which is more along the lines of stringing together nouns, verbs, adjectives, and the occasional misplaced adverb. But I much prefer to have a choice about how much Web site tinkering I’m going to do and when.
Which brings me to October, 2007. The host server for _Word Oyster_ got hit with a denial of service attack at the end of September. This prompted my service provider to move me to a new server, put up some more and different protection, and so on. Sounds like a good idea, right? Except that they hosed my database in the process and installed a newer version on the new server. Bottom line? One year after having to rebuild the site from the ground up… I’m having to do it again.
So, that’s where I’m at. I’m on a new server. I’ve switched to a better database. I’ve made the leap up to Movable Type 4. I’ve reimported all of my old entries. The site won’t rebuild properly, which is making me a bit insane and is leaving me with this generic design, not my own.
It’s a work in progress. Thanks for the encouragement.
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