Hibernate with a
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Few Words, Good Chili
Hearty. Comforting. Warming.
Hibernate with abowl pot of Turkey Chili with Kale, recipe from The Kitch'n. Bonus? It freezes well!
Hibernate with a
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Sexual Non-Sequiteurs

A mental block.
This business of what to say during sex is becoming a hurdle. A second-hand Hollywood/porn soundtrack fills my head, so I'm no longer sure I can mouth or grunt expressions of...whatever it is we're supposed to emit during the bonk.
This is the difficulty with an analytical viewpoint - it's not sexy.
When one should be breathlessly imploring:
Oh, My GOD, your pussy is just so VELVETY and tight and you're so HOT and SEXY...
etc...
...the calm, detached person's instinct for talking is:
Huh. This feels really good. I wonder how evolution got to the point where a penis snugging into a vagina not only allows for DNA mixing, yet creates emotional satisfaction....
...etc.
You see the problem?
Thinking of dialogue to please the other person doesn't help, because there's no way of knowing (initially, at least) whether she likes:
Oh, yeah, you DIRTY bitch, I know you like it like THIS...
...etc.
Or if she's into:
Darling, let me introduce you to my best friend, Mr Sausage, and how happy you can make him with some light kissing....
etc.
Bottoms Up, You Slutty Bitch You.
Labels:
beds,
bonking,
communication,
pillow talk,
sex,
smirk,
talking,
technique
Monday, January 3, 2011
The First Sex
I didn't quite find my point with this post; Stop/Start. How about a fresh start - from the beginning maestro.
Tap tap.
When the time comes for the the first shag, it's best to keep everything pretty simple. In my experience, that is. You horny sexual gymnast kink-monsters with libidos like mountain ranges and parts that never stop can get away with anything. This is your regular, slightly mystified male talking here.
Notwithstanding any prior conversations or imaginings, there is no way to know what she's like when the carnal beast within is released.
:-> She might say she gives the best head in the world, but what's the standard by which we measure that?
:-> Quite possibly she's open to anything you might ask, but how smart is it to ask for sex over a barstool on the very first shot?
:-> She talks a big game about wanting it all the time - alright, let's get a hotel room for a week and check it out.
No. The wise man who is about to dip his wick for the first time shows control by reigning in his outlier predelictions. He captures the black swan and discreetly deposits it in the henhouse for a while. One step at a time, Junior Wombat. The Bonk Bus is best enjoyed as a long ride up the mountain, not a scamper to the top and a BASE jump.
Bottoms Up, Gradual Learners.
Tap tap.
When the time comes for the the first shag, it's best to keep everything pretty simple. In my experience, that is. You horny sexual gymnast kink-monsters with libidos like mountain ranges and parts that never stop can get away with anything. This is your regular, slightly mystified male talking here.
Notwithstanding any prior conversations or imaginings, there is no way to know what she's like when the carnal beast within is released.
:-> She might say she gives the best head in the world, but what's the standard by which we measure that?
:-> Quite possibly she's open to anything you might ask, but how smart is it to ask for sex over a barstool on the very first shot?
:-> She talks a big game about wanting it all the time - alright, let's get a hotel room for a week and check it out.
No. The wise man who is about to dip his wick for the first time shows control by reigning in his outlier predelictions. He captures the black swan and discreetly deposits it in the henhouse for a while. One step at a time, Junior Wombat. The Bonk Bus is best enjoyed as a long ride up the mountain, not a scamper to the top and a BASE jump.
Bottoms Up, Gradual Learners.
Labels:
boff,
dip his wick,
first dates,
first fuck,
sexuality
Eating Well in Cabo San Lucas and San Jose del Cabo
In the fall, on assignment for Peter Greenberg, I travelled to the southern tip of Baja California. I had the good fortune to visit not just Cabo San Lucas, the most common tourist destination in the area, but also the nearby village of San Jose del Cabo, which, if truth be told, was more to my liking.
In both cities, there are many restaurants and bars catering to the tourists who arrive by plane and on cruise ships. For the most part, the food in such establishments is unexceptional. But, with a little bit of effort, you can find restaurants that will satisfy your appetite and reward your soul.
In both cities, there are many restaurants and bars catering to the tourists who arrive by plane and on cruise ships. For the most part, the food in such establishments is unexceptional. But, with a little bit of effort, you can find restaurants that will satisfy your appetite and reward your soul.
I've attached the article I wrote for Peter's web site. To read the other articles about the trip, please visit:
Earth, Sun, Water and Art on the Southern Tip of Baja California
San Jose Del Cabo's Tequila Shrimp
| Culinary Experiences: The Truly Local Restaurants of Cabo San Lucas and San Jose del Cabo | |
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Labels:
Mexico,
Peter Greenberg,
Restaurant Review,
travel
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Trophy Husband

Q: What does a woman want?
A: A man she can admire, a man she respects, a man she knows is strong.
Q: What does a man want?
A: A woman who admires him, a woman who respects him, a woman who can see his strength.
Bottoms Up, Realists.
Labels:
desire,
men's minds,
needs,
relationships,
wants,
women's minds
Happy New Year!
I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday season!!
| Slow roasted salmon |
I don't have too many photos, my camera was taking some time off ;)
I enjoyed every minute home with the family, and wish I was still cuddled up by the fire.
Until I can catch up, I'm sending along wishes for a tasty 2011!!!
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Stop/Start
Your experience is different, I am certain, but let me tell you about mine. Far from the seamless process presented by porn - and, often, Hollywood - it's messy getting from here to orgasm with a chick. Disjointed. Stop and start, if you like. More like being in Friday night traffic than anything else, sometimes speeding along, sometimes going nowhere.
For a bloke raised on images of Roger Moore as James Bond, ideal sex consists mostly of glib bon mots, double entendres and beautiful women just waiting to be bonked. These women aren't simply willing partners; they're often mute, mostly dressed in haute couture and there TO be fucked.
Movieland seduction is about being the leading man in the presence of a woman. Then it happens. Okay, there's a lull in the action and PHHHwaaarRRRRR, here comes Barbara Bach.
THEN they shag.
From this, it's no wonder we get Austin Powers. The premise is laughable.
Bottoms Up, Bondistas.
For a bloke raised on images of Roger Moore as James Bond, ideal sex consists mostly of glib bon mots, double entendres and beautiful women just waiting to be bonked. These women aren't simply willing partners; they're often mute, mostly dressed in haute couture and there TO be fucked.
Movieland seduction is about being the leading man in the presence of a woman. Then it happens. Okay, there's a lull in the action and PHHHwaaarRRRRR, here comes Barbara Bach.
THEN they shag.
From this, it's no wonder we get Austin Powers. The premise is laughable.
Bottoms Up, Bondistas.
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Not many travelers head to Los Cabos, Mexico, in search of their next great meal. (The next great margarita, however, is another story.)
In Cabo, most of the seafood comes from the mainland, especially Mazatlan, just across the Sea of Cortez (also known as the Gulf of California).



The organic green leaf lettuce salad with grilled whole cherry tomatoes (a nice touch), escabeche pickled onions, and cracked pepper dressed with a honey vinaigrette was delicious. A basket of freshly baked grilled focaccia bread with onions and basil went well with the salad and the entree: a pan sauteed, salt crusted white fish (basa) with roasted new potatoes and mixed vegetables (carrots, asparagus, bell peppers, and zucchini) and basil-oil dipping sauce.
But the main dining room is in the large courtyard at the rear of the building, shaded by giant avocado, mango, African tulip, and guava trees planted in the 1920s.

