Winter is here

The picture is of the lot across the street, I suppose that someday there might be a house or business on it but for now it’s just nature and I like it like that. This is a pretty quite street, only three homes on it, plus my cave. It doesn’t show in the picture but one of the power lines is down. One thing I don’t scrimp on is heat, if I go out in cool weather I dress for it and deal with it, it’s not that big of a deal, I even hike to the hot springs in the winter. But !!! At home I’m staying warm without a lot of extra clothes on and I kick the heat up to 73 or 74 degrees if I want to. I don’t like using the screen on this new camera, I want an old fashioned viewfinder. Other than that it seems like a fine camera and will even take videos, something I don’t suppose I will bother with.
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I didn’t make my porch roof to take a ten inch wet snow load. It didn’t cave in though, but just in case I cleaned it off. No school again today, the kids should be happy. No mail yesterday either, and some of the business’s where closed. But I'm as snug as a bug in a rug. I should rig up a special cord in case I need to use the generator some though, I can just plug it into my outside outlet to feed the inside outlets on that circuit. The homes on my north and south sides have been without power for some time now, about 24 hours. The power was off here for a few hours in the night, I’m guessing so that they could repair lines to those around me. Hopefully they also have power now.
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Hey, lets talk about love and sex some more. Lets face it, if I didn’t swear and talk about sex I wouldn’t have as many readers as I do. Besides, it’s interesting, it’s part of our journey.
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You know what I like about you Azgoddess and Paris? Your honesty and willingness to admit things. Like having friendship sex. Face it, almost everyone has even though they don’t look at it that way. But if you have only dated someone a few times and have sex with them you are having a sort of friendship sex. You may or not may not even be infatuated with each other, and you can’t possibly love each other yet. That is a higher form of love than just liking. I’ve had a form of friendship sex I suppose, not that there was any pre-agreement, it just happened is all. And you know what? It’s okay.
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Something of interest that I’ve observed. Maybe it’s just the kind of women I’ve been meeting, but it doesn’t pay to tell a woman you love her before having sex with her, it spooks them. In fact, telling them that means that you aren’t going to get any sex. There are a lot of women that aren’t going to decide if they love a man until after they have had sex with him. Then if they like it they decide they love him. That really isn’t love of course, it is just a sick attachment they think is love.
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The thing about friendship sex, or casual sex these days is the worry of catching something. And with younger women, the chance of getting PG. I once read that Casanova, the so-called great lover, always used a few drops of fresh lemon juice as a birth control method. Also stated was the fact that it reduces the chances of getting aids. After reading up on him at Wikipedia I don’t think that was likely as he appeared to have fathered many children.
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On her blog, Lecture.. Sewmouse gave a lady an interesting lecture about love in one of her comments, I can’t say that I disagree with her. High infatuation doesn’t last all that long, but you can build something good from there. Even after that stage I’m still a bit of a romantic though. Willing to hold hands, get and give hugs, brush hair, a touch when passing by, things like that. Sewmouse seems like a very nice lady, maybe some buffoon will stumble along and she can spit on him and clean him up some and be happy with him.
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And how can I tell others that I love them when often I know so little about them, maybe not even know what they look like? Hell, that is the easy part, the point is that you don’t know them personally and maybe have to deal with them, so it is easy to love them. But remember, I look at love as something on a scale of one to ten. When I tell someone that I love them it may only be at a one. I like what I see on their blogs, what they are saying, therefore I love them.
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And for some strange reason that I can’t fathom, I’m often attracted to the sick in the head Christian ladies, go figure. Maybe I think I can help them? Yeah, right. We could talk about this more, hell, we could talk about it forever, but lets just keep moving on.
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You people telling me that you can create your own reality, tell me why you are not completely happy then. Tell me why you haven’t created the mates you can be happy with. Tell me why you are having to work. Tell me why there are wars that you don’t like. Tell me why the asshole next door is fucking with you. I’m telling you that you can only work at making your reality work the best it can for you. But there are still others realities getting in the way of yours being all that you would like it to be.
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It's so simple to seem to be wise. Just think of something stupid to say, and then don't say it. Lets end with a joke
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A little fella walks into a bar. Unfortunately there is a pile of dog shit just inside the door, and he slips in it and falls over. He gets up, cleans himself up and walks to the bar and buys a drink. A great big man then enters the bar. He slips in the same pile of shit, falls, gets up, cleans up and buys a drink. The little guy turns to the big guy and, trying to strike up a conversation, points to the pile by the door and says, "I just did that." The big guy punches him in the mouth.
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Peace, love, hugs. (Work on it more) BBC