Monthly Archives: April 2008


It has been such a freakingly long day today. I was “trapped” in a meeting with a vendor for seven hours. I wanted to just beat my head into the table I was sitting at. Over and over and over. And now that I’ve left, I think I still want to. Why is it that vendors want to send in the sales guys to talk to the engineers? Argh!!!

I need a diversion.

Like this.


Sometimes the picture is even sexier without any naughty bits in it…

(And no, that’s not me. I wish I had a body and fur like that…)

Until next time...

Hot Crossed Wires

It was pointed out to me after the “UnderBear Party” this past weekend by the husbear and a friend of ours that I have an unusual knack for attracting other bottoms. There have been many times at various events that I’ve been talking to some potential “play thing” only for it to end up that we were both on the same side of the “poking” fence.

Bear Bottoms Welcome

Add this to my being tragically attracted to very, very, very hetero guys and it is a wonder I ever found anyone to hook up with, let alone a partner.

I’m assuming the directions were in the handbook that I never received when I signed up?

Just thought I’d share… again.

Until next time...


I’ve been tagged by Mike Says for this get to know you meme. As usual there are rules and they are:

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

1. What was I doing 10 years ago?
Working as a support technician for the Great Retail Empire;
Getting used to living with a special someone;
Starting to put that special someone through cosmetology school;
Figuring out what to do with the rest of my life.

2. What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order):
1. Cover the Japanese maple and other flowering plants in an effort to help stop them from freezing tonight when the weather drops below freezing;
2. Go to Radio Shack and pick up an RCA-to-3.5mm adapter;
3. Drive safely to Little Rock for an “UnderBear Party” tonight;
4. Visit with friends from all over the state that I don’t get to see that often at said “UnderBear Party” tonight;
5. Attempt to not drink so much alcohol at said “UnderBear Party“.

3. Snacks I enjoy:
I’ve been attempting to cut back my “snack” intake these days. But I would have to say:
Butterfinger candy bars. Not sure why. There’s something about them that tastes good and fills that snack void.

4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
Not let my family or anyone else know I am… somehow;
Anonymous donations to causes I care about;
Anonymous donations to people I care about;
Buy up all the land around me to stop it from being developed;
Anonymous donations to random passers-by;
Travel to random locations with the husbear;
Spend a little on myself.

5. Three of my bad habits:
1. Not being able to take a compliment;
2. Taking some of my outside-the-home frustrations out on the husbear;
3. Leaving things unfinished, as in: “Ooh… shiny…”

6. 5 places I have lived: (in no order whatsoever…)
Actually, these are in order…
1. Apopka, FL (18 years)
2. Searcy, AR (5 years)
3. Fayetteville, AR (1 year)
4. Rogers, AR (4 years)
5. Pea Ridge, AR (6 years)

7. 5 jobs I have had:
1. Tattoo Artist;
2. Various positions for the Great Retail Empire (currently an IT Systems Engineer; have been: IT Systems Administrator, Help Desk technician, Field Support technician, Accounting Office associate, Cashier);
3. Massage Therapist;
4. Business Owner with the husbear (a tanning & hair salon in one city; and now a hair salon & a tattoo studio);
5. Server/Waiter.
Bonus: Boy Scout Camp Counselor.

8. 5 bloggers that I wanna know more about:
I dislike this question. The reason I subscribe to the blogs I do is because it’s a peak into the personality of the blogger that I want to know. But in light of the nature of these meme’s, here they are.
1. Homer;
2. Alexander;
3. Brett;
4. Mark;
5. Keith

Bonus: Mike is on the list too, since he started this…

And I’m taking this directly from Mike:

However, I’m breaking the rules here. I tagged, which I normally don’t do – but I’m not going to their site to add a non-sequitur comment letting them know.

They should feel free to NOT do this Meme. By the same token, if you aren’t mentioned, you are free TO do it.

Until next time...

Bad combination

Bad combination: The iPod randomly shuffling to Gustav Holst’s “Mars, The Bringer of War” and being stuck behind a farm tractor on the highway during morning rush hour traffic.

In case you don’t know what the musical piece sounds like, here it is.

And yes, we have rush hour traffic here in Northwest Arkansas. Apparently children are too good these days to ride the buses, so the parents clog the roads all taking their spoiled brats to school at the same time we are all trying to get to work.

And then for whatever reason, some farm tractor driver decides he just has to get from one town to another on his tractor… at 10 miles per hour!

Until next time...

A better day than the day before

Today, started out painful. Literally. I woke up extremely sore from yesterday’s deconstruction of the tool shed. So I…

Tumble outta bed
And I stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
And yawn and stretch
And try to come to life
Jump in the shower
And the blood starts pumpin’
Out on the street
The traffic starts jumpin’
The folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

I wish I just worked 9 to 5. Anyway, sorry for that moment of being sidetracked—that happens when I’m really, really tired.

I left the day job today at 12:30 to meet the husbear to going car “shopping”. We need to replace the Pontiac Grand Prix that has seen way, way better days (i.e., having the entire front-end replaced after I hit an ice patch and slid into a giant oak tree three months after we bought it; extreme hail damage during a tornado that actually caused enough damage to be totaled out; the husbear swerving to “miss a deer” and destroying the right side of the car after sliding down an embankment).

The husbear has been looking at vehicles for the last few months (going car “browsing” with his lesbian) and he pretty much decided he wanted a Toyota Prius due to good reputation over the last decade and great fuel economy as a hybrid. We headed down to the local Toyota dealership, and there it was on the showroom floor… the car my husbear wanted.

the husbear's new car... 'Lucy'
the husbear’s new car… “Lucy”

That had to be the best car purchasing experience I have ever been a part of. Ever. It didn’t hurt at all!

Now the husbear is giddy to be in his new car. He has named his Prius —”Lucy”. One big, homosexual guess as to why…

the husbear in his new car
the husbear in his new car

Oh, and my new glasses came in today…

My new glasses
My new glasses

What do you think? Do they make me look older? Should I really have been left unattended to pick out my own fashion?

Until next time...