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Pondering The Politics By Plane From A Postcard…. (Now Without Pants)

Or Musings O’ Mine, sponsored by Minute Rice….

Ive sat here as time allowed, trying to account for the last month in meditative fashion. For fun and a possible catharsis, I write about it here. If you care to experience how Im feeling…. try imagining yourself being crammed into the spam tin of your favorite detestation theme park’s Bumper Car Ride. Now pretend after you put your tray table in a full and upright position, you bounce, spiral andoccasionally Immelmann loop unknowingly from airport to airport across America half a dozen times or more in less than a month.

Now imagine why…. Why? I slept in at least three airports during the month of June, because it was easier than booking a Hotel and possibly missing my flight. At 6’5” tall, and tipping the scales at over 200 lbs of educated baggage…. there is NO way in the name of Camp O’Hare I will fit easily into any overhead storage bin. Still, why did all this occur?

Why? Because I hate flying? Nah…. Ive been flying forever, and I sleep like a baby on planes. Ive never had a lick of problems flying. Nope. This all happened because titles are important in Corporate America…. and a lot of folks with whimsical, important and powerful sounding titles like telling “the New Consultant” where to go. Well guess what? After about three weeks of playing discount latch key kid, I did what any divorced child figures out just before Christmas…. How can I play one set of parents off the other ????

Damn, I LOATHE that metaphor…. but I LOATHE Corporate America even more. Is it any wonder nothing gets done in the World anymore? They live in cubes, offices and suites that do everything short of a Hand Grenade to promote chaos and collapse. I had FIVE Bosses in typical Orwellian fashion, with just a hint of “there’s an App for that” send me from Point A to Point J to Point 37…. ALL without none of that needless reading comprehension, confirmation or conferring with one another.

So while on one my myriad trips, I ended up watching “Fight Club”, which inspired me to read “Survivor” on my final flight from Los Angeles back Home. This all plays a rather large part into my Corporate Strategy now. To use a Chess Analogy: “Its like moving your Pawn safely down to the end of the board. Once there, it can become a Queen.” Maybe those are just the Mormon Rules, I dont know…. ;-)

Still, I use to joke and say that Humans didnt evolve from Apes, but that we will evolve into Apes. I simply will never understand why some people will work twice as hard to avoid a task as simple as reading and/or understanding. Now this is just one of my many misadventures over the last month, but I have to say…. I am looking forward to downfall of civilization at this rate, if only so I can swing through the jungles of the suburban strip mall, completely pants-less.

The Doctor is Out…. wondering if the Banana Republic is as delicious as it sounds?

PS. More Stories to come. This excess baggage had to be dropped off right away….

We Now Return You To Your Regularly Scheduled Programing….

Good Afternoon A/all….

After a month of more drama than you could possibly fill up the dueling schedules of TNT and SoapNet combined, I am finally Home.  Well, “Home” of sorts. Im off the tarmacs and no longer have use for these little Hotel Shampoo bottles or Soaps, despite any Nutritional Value they might possess.

Thank Y/you for sticking around thus far, and I appreciate all the new R/readers Ive managed to attract. I have a month worth of stories to catch up on. Some of them I feel are worth the price of admission. Then again, there’s always the smut to look forwards to as well….

The Doctor Is In…. Again

A Moving Problem….

Apologies Everyone….

I am in the middle of moving and trying to write up a proposal for new job. 

Needless to say, when Im on the computer…. I sadly dont have the time to share a lot currently. Things should calm down a bit more after June 1st.

My Thanks for sticking around this long. I promise to return with sexual escapades, chaotic wackiness and more visual smut to help you get your spank on with…. 

The Doctor Is In Motion

Sloppy Sweet Saturday Sex…. Alliteration Union Card Not Necessary

Yep, I am now a card carrying member of the Fuck-Buddy Union, Local 805…. 

Frell, what the frak am I bitching about ? Great, Im swearing in geek speak now.

Its not Love…. its just fucking someone Im in Love with.

She’s fucking Me, in possibly more ways than one.

She broke down and cried for 37 seconds, but questions my ability to handle “this”.

We even discussed having My Attorney to put together a Fuck-Buddy Agreement. Yeah, why dont we just get Married? At least then, she’d get half of my stuff sans Prenup. Im not being completely fair to her in the blog. I am not completely innocent. I have sadly, regretfully hurt her both mentally and emotionally. Ive had several moments of failure when I was not always the educated Renaissance Man I spent My life in the pursuit of becoming.

As for a legally binding agreement? Sometimes I think she doesnt Know Me or Trust Me at all. Yes, I am great for fucking and being intimate on “that” level, but nothing else. Hell, why not just put a hand up My ass, and Im her Muppet…. speak not to Me about pain. Now I am not a mind reader, I just cant help but feel all she wants is a puppet with a plump pecker. 

In all honesty, there’s a lot more to the story. I’ll admit I am being a bit more one sided that normal; a literary Mobius Strip. Maybe there’s something ironic about that description as I reflect a bit more….

The Doctor is IN, wondering about the status of His Sappy Romantic Union Card, Local 508

Casual Friday….

Good Morning Folks….

Here are few lessons I would like to pass on today if I may: 

#1. Please do not mistake manners for a lack of confidence. 

#2. While We live primarily in an instant gratification society, the joy and discovery of patience that arrives with intimacy is its own reward. Simply put…. take the time to try and play well with others. It might be a lot more fun than whats at “hand”.

Finally, I currently wish I had a sweet submissive, creative pet, gorgeous girlfriend or someone to “play” with. Ah, Casual Friday. Without giving away the foundation and spark from too many of My training and reward sessions, its days today that I find Myself currently lusting for as Spring comes into full bloom right now.

For example, I might find Myself and My partner playing a very quiet, sinful game the morning after a collective spank-full Thursday Night. I would possibly mark her thong, bra, glasses, or another an article of her clothing with My cum…. reminding her just how pleased I was with her from the night before. As the morning unfolded, I’ve been known to send messages and pictures that could remind her of the passion from Our Evening together.

Finally, it would all crescendo into a late Friday Afternoon Phone Call. This is where I would only allow her to use a certain word, touch, or other earlier agreed upon training exercise for her to attempt at her desk, the car, bathroom or somewhere else private. Success would garner a reward. Failure would result in fair but necessary punishment….

I just thought I’d share. I’m sure there are possibly a few out there who perhaps have mistook My intentions or forward momentum.

The Doctor Is Out Researching A Project

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