Hey, That’s Me!

June 30th, 2011 at 3:53 pm (life in general, websites)

From time to time I’ll come across online profiles from other CDs who are using my pictures as their own. It’s kind of annoying and kind of flattering and yet I don’t really lose much sleep over it, since I know it’s gonna happen either way. And most of the time I don’t even bother contacting the websites where the profile is located. If they’ve left the “watermark” title on the picture, then I really don’t sweat it, as it might send someone to check out my site (though usually they crop it out).

Here’s a nice example on CollarMe that someone on Fetlife took the time to tell me about. You’ll probably have to fill in those annoying boxes to “prove” you’re over 18 to view it (I’m really annoyed all over the place today, aren’t I? ;-) Of course, if you look at the other pictures she has posted, it looks like there’s also another CD and two genetic women giving head and none of us look alike at all, so maybe we can be generous and say this is just a nice photo montage of things that inspire and titillate the owner of this profile, with no intention to be tricky or mislead.

Seeing that picture does bring back memories though. That was probably within the first hour of meeting good ol’ mysterious Ringgag (who’s sadly no longer with us) when he had me chained up in that strappado. Fun times!

You know, the worst thing about that CollarMe profile is that the spelling is so bad! I’ve always prided myself on being a decent speller (when I see mistakes on this blog I just wince). I mean, hey, I got gold stars back in grade school! I really wish there were a place to leave teasing but good-humored comments on these profiles, but what are ya gonna do? (That “ya” was intentional, by the way.) So yeah, this “tranny whor” in N. Carolina is lookin’ for fun!

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Insomnia

June 27th, 2011 at 1:18 am (life in general)

Ugh, it’s a night of insomnia here in the bondage bungalow – how I hate when that happens! 2:18 AM and the mind goes round and round and round. Some morbid soul said that this is the hour when we’re all closest to death, but I’m quick and wide awake (or wait, maybe that was 3:00 AM). And hmm, I notice the blog time says I posted this at 1:18 AM but really it’s an hour later, though what’s the difference when sleep won’t come?

Anyway, I was mentioning social networking sites earlier, so if you’re bored and wasting time online here’s my profiles on Fetlife and Facebook (I just uploaded a couple of silly pictures there of my visit to Milk Bar a while back.) Send me a friend request if you’re so inclined. I’m also on MySpace but, like I say, I just find that site so dreadful that I only bother to log on about once a month, so there’s probably no point posting a link. So I’m just going to go click around for a while longer and then lay down again and stare upwards at the backs of my eyelids. They say trying to keep yourself in one position and not moving around helps. Maybe if I was restrained…

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Gay Marriage in New York!

June 25th, 2011 at 2:48 am (life in general)

I was following the news out of New York but wasn’t really getting my hopes up too high, so I was thrilled to hear about the vote on the radio yesterday. It’s awesome to see this pass in a big state like New York where the gay rights movement began decades ago. I don’t really like to talk about politics very much, but gay marriage is one issue that makes me very excited. It really does seem like something that’s inevitable as it becomes legal in more and more states. It may take a long time but the issue ain’t going away. Yay to New York!

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Man Allowed to Fly Wearing Women’s Panties

June 22nd, 2011 at 5:41 pm (life in general)

In the “spoiling the fun for the rest of us” department, a friend sent me the link to this news story about a guy who was allowed to fly wearing women’s panties and a ridiculously skimpy outfit (check out the link above for the picture – it’s priceless!) Hey, I like people who push the envelope and cause trouble, but even I’d be royally embarrassed if I were sitting next to this guy. It’d be one of those, “Uhm, excuse me but what are you doing?” moments. Perhaps a nice pinstriped suit would have been a better choice. At the very least, the fashion police could have been summoned. It’s ironic too – the article mentions the college football player who was arrested just days before for wearing overly-revealing baggy pants also in the San Francisco airport, though apparently he was reportedly exposing himself whereas the guy in the panties was nicely covered up. What more can one say?

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Blackmail

June 20th, 2011 at 4:41 pm (life in general)

(Update 6-27-2011: After reading Babette’s comment below I realized that my initial post wasn’t very clear. The person I was chatting with online was actually an admirer and not a crossdresser and the reason I wasn’t convinced about getting together was that although he expressed some interest in bondage, I had the sense from reading between the lines that he was really looking more for a sexual hookup, which I just didn’t feel comfortable with. I apologize for leaving out that important information, as it does sound like I was chatting with another CD who was just looking for bondage and not necessarily for sex…Sandra)

I recently was chatting with someone on a popular social networking site who wanted to meet, as he was coming to town for a business meeting. I wasn’t really convinced to begin with, but we wrote a few emails back and forth and then I found out that his wife at home didn’t know anything about his activities and would obviously not be too happy if she did. So I called it off. I’ve met with a couple guys over the years whom I later learned were doing the same thing behind their wives’ backs, and although I wasn’t the one actually cheating (and we didn’t have sex, so I guess you could say it wasn’t technically cheating), but still I felt kind of bad about the situations. I then saw on this recent guy’s profile that there were links to his wife’s profile and – ick – to his teenage kids’ profiles too. He’s lucky that I’m not the kind of person who would do this, but the first thing that went through my mind was, “Wow, this guy’s a case of blackmail waiting to happen!” How easy it would be to just forward our emails and cause all kinds of pain and destruction. I wouldn’t do that, but it does leave me, though, with that feeling of having information I wish I really didn’t have.

Again, let me emphasize that I would never rat on anyone, unless it became apparent that they were doing something really really bad, like meeting people and beating them up (in a bad way) or abusing children or something criminal like that. But I was still amazed at how he had his whole life laid out there to see. I mean, if you’re going to sneak around – and I’m not recommending that for anyone – at least use a separate profile for that purpose. I once actually heard from a guy’s wife (and I checked it out and was pretty certain that it really was her) who wrote for her husband who wanted to play. Although we didn’t really click that well I did actually meet with the guy and everything was fine. That kind of honesty I respect, and I have actually heard many more stories from guys, either CDs or dominant guys, who have an arrangement with their wives, who know what these guys like to do on the side and who give them their blessings, as long as they’re safe and upfront about it. So it is do-able if you’re married. The creeping around is just sad otherwise and slightly depressing – and stupid, as it could completely destroy one’s marriage if the truth came out, as it often does.

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Weekend Clubs – Karaoke and Milk Bar

June 19th, 2011 at 6:08 pm (life in general)

It’s been a busy party weekend here in Denver. Like I’ve mentioned before, I don’t usually go out to clubs all that often, because most of the time I just feel awkward and don’t really enjoy them that much. But lately I’ve gone a few times to the Santa Fe Tavern for their Friday night karaoke put on by Spaceman Mike! (who’s super-cool). It’s a straight bar / restaurant but usually a few trannies show up. I’ve sung a few times and I’ve noticed a funny thing: since I’m dressed, I want to try to sing in a falsetto or at least a higher-pitched male range, but because I’m always so nervous when I go up, my voice automatically slides down into its regular low range. No big deal, as most of the other CDs all do the same thing too. Sometimes if I can loosen up a bit I’ll be able to throw in a few falsetto lines but it’s not easy. Of course, I’m not a good singer, but hell, 90 percent of the people there aren’t either. The fun thing is performing for your friends and trying to have a good time, so I usually try to sing upbeat or funny songs, such as “Kung Fu Fighting,” which I did the other night. A slow serious ballad would be the kiss of death, unless you can really sing. It’s a cool place and actually the first bar in Denver I’ve found that I really like.

Then last night, after feeling kind of crappy all day long, I finally said, “What the hell!” threw on some make-up and went out to a place called Milk Bar where some other local t-girls were planning to be. It’s pride weekend here in Denver (it’s not all the same weekend in other cities, is it?) so I knew the place would probably be packed. It’s an interesting place, with a black and white theme, named after the bar from “A Clockwork Orange,” and with another goth club connected to it next door. They’re both rather nice, and I felt pretty relaxed there. I usually just wander around when I’m at those places, check out the hotties, drink one glass of wine (hardcore!), chat with people I know (and thankfully there were quite a few last night) and dance a little with friends. I really like to dance, though again, I’m not good at it, but when you can really lose yourself in the beat for a moment it can be a wonderful time. Not to get all existential, but sometimes it does seem that living in this physical world and encased in this physical body that we carry around, it really can feel like a terrible burden – with the sense we all have of being separate from one another, the inevitable aging process, and the numerous flaws of the human body and damage that it’s prone to – sometimes it can just suck to exist, though the alternative is probably worse. Dancing, and obviously things like drugs and drink, can bring some momentary relief from all that heaviness, though dancing’s a lot friendlier on the bod.

So yeah, with all that, it’s a nice club – now the second one that I actually like enough in Denver to go back to. Of the two bars, I probably liked the goth one a little bit better, though the music was so shockingly loud that I had to wear ear plugs. It wasn’t that you might damage your hearing in the place but that you will damage it if you stay there unprotected. A girl leaned over at one point and tried to tell me that she liked the blouse I was wearing but it was like trying to decipher a foreign tongue – “Huh? What? You like my boobs?” But the music was pretty cool and the dancing in goth clubs is fun, if utterly pretentious. You really don’t have to do much in those places to call it dancing – just slowly move your arms around and strike dramatic poses. The other side, “Milk Bar” had much more pop and disco flavored music and was really crowded, as it’s a bit smaller. So anyway, I don’t think I’ll be there every weekend but I’ll certainly go back from time to time. Worth checking out.

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Poor Ol’ MySpace

June 15th, 2011 at 12:13 pm (life in general, websites)

It must really suck to work at MySpace, what with the amazing success and dominance of Facebook, which I’ll admit I don’t even like that much, but it’s just become so ever-present (well, if you let it be – and I suppose I do). I recently got several new friend requests on MySpace, though, so I logged on and found a message from someone who’d written, uh, seven months ago! Oops, my bad! (as the young people used to say). I probably should just cancel my account there but can’t seem to commit and pull the trigger. So it’ll probably be another seven months or so and I’ll be answering another email there. I just hope they don’t think I’m a total jerk for my silence. Like I’ve said many times here, with all the email that comes in from the site, it’s so easy for me to overlook messages and then if a few days go by and more emails have come in, the old ones just drop to the bottom and sometimes I never get to them. I wish I had two extra days a week just to write people, because I actually enjoy email (when it’s manageable) but I can’t possibly stay on top of it.

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Bedtime Bondage

June 14th, 2011 at 3:59 pm (life in general, los angeles, movies)

Here are a few snapshots from my last night in Southern California during my recent trip, when I had the chance to stay with my friend k. who lives just north of L.A. (different friend from Colorado K.) She normally loves to be tied up herself but sometimes she’s in a slightly sadistic mood and one of her favorite things are tight ropes around the chest that make breathing more difficult. It probably doesn’t look like it but her ropes were really tight in these pictures – not painful but certainly very uncomfortable. We were just hanging out watching a really silly old Bruce Willis movie called, “Color of Night,” which does have some sexy scenes with Jane March, who plays two roles, both a mysterious young woman and a teenage boy with buck teeth (and she does the gender thing fairly well).

All this led to my somehow being tied up that evening (yeah, not sure how that happened!) and enduring her tight ropes for probably an hour and a half. As it got later we tried out some bedtime bondage, where I was probably tied up in bed for close to four or five hours, some of it being terribly uncomfortable. The crossed wrists were especially tight and much harder to get loose from than it looks in the pictures. And the way they were crossed made it impossible to put my arms parallel to one another, so the tension and soreness from the position just grew as time passed. At one point I did get them loose but k. just happened to be checking on me right at that point and of course she re-tied them almost just as tightly as before.

I find it’s almost impossible to sleep when you’re tied up, but I can sometimes drift off a little bit and then snap back awake again as the discomfort returns. This went on for quite a while, with k. resting just in the other room and occasionally checking on me until finally around four in the morning I was able to get free completely. I was so exhausted that I just left the ropes in a pile and immediately fell asleep. It was quite a memorable night and not too hard to catch some more sleep the next day on the plane. Oh, the stockings, by the way, were by Cervin Paris and they were fantastic. Definitely going to order some more of them.

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FetishCon 2011

June 11th, 2011 at 6:30 pm (life in general, websites)

I’m really looking forward to being at FetishCon in Tampa again next month from July 27th to August 1st. It’s always great to see friends whom I only get to see once a year and make some new ones. If you’re going, drop me an email and let me know so we can say hi. Or if you go and see me walking around, do come up and introduce yourself, even if I seem preoccupied (Yeah, I’ve sometimes got that aloof manner, but I don’t mean it – I’m actually friendly!)

I’m working on setting up some photoshoots while I’m there, with hopefully some extra-special ones! It’s always a fun time and you never know what’s going to happen. Hope to see you there!

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Cool A Camp Cover

June 11th, 2011 at 11:10 am (life in general, music)

I recently saw this cover for the album “Colonia” from the indie band A Camp (apparently a side project from the lead singer of The Cardigans, Nina Persson). I have no flippin’ idea what’s going on in this picture but it vaguely turns me on. Is her hair being styled? And what’s with the big sheet and the glass jar? I’m puzzled but intrigued, as it all seems slightly dangerous, though maybe I’m reading something into it that isn’t there. If there were duct tape involved, I’d be swooning. Anyway, their song, “Here Are Many Wild Animals,” is also pretty catchy (neat montage of “women in film” that someone put together too).

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Sandra and the LOLCat Stalkers

June 10th, 2011 at 1:28 pm (life in general, websites)

My friend AmberKatt sent me this link to a very popular LOLCat site. The caption is actually kind of disturbing when you really think about it but it seemed fitting…

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Sissy MacBeth at Club Fantasy

June 9th, 2011 at 11:07 am (life in general, los angeles)

It had been quite a while since I’ve seen Sissy MacBeth, so it was a nice treat seeing her again at the last Club Fantasy party on June 3rd in L.A. We didn’t have time to do any new bondage pics unfortunately but it was great catching up on things. They don’t allow cameras in the party so a friend took this snapshot out on the patio out front.

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Jethro Tull Encore

June 9th, 2011 at 11:01 am (life in general, music)

As I wrote on a post a while back, I was a big “Tull” fan way back in High School, and recently I saw that they were going to perform here in Denver for the 40th anniversary of their “Aqualung” album. So my sister in law agreed to go with me and we had a great time last night seeing them at Red Rocks Amphitheater, which is one of the most spectacular places in Colorado. It was a great show and though age has taken its inevitable toll, they still majorly rocked out. I was of course in guy mode but I’ve always thought it would be something to go dressed to a rock concert. Maybe one of these days for the right show. Still, it was a fun time, and Kansas was the opening act, who were also quite good, though their guitar player looked like grandpa. Gotta love those old rockers!

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Back to Denver

June 6th, 2011 at 7:33 pm (life in general, los angeles)

Well, I’m sitting here in the Phoenix airport waiting on a connecting flight that’s running about three hours late, watching CNN on the TV monitors. It was a nice time in L.A. and I saw a lot of friends and shot some nice new pictures with Nina, Bettie Cho and Vivian Chen. Also had a nice time in Big Bear and Palm Springs and got to do some nice extended bedtime bondage last night, so I’m feeling pretty foggy this evening. I’ll try to write more later in the week and see if I have some good snapshots to post. Off to check out the quality airport food choices here…

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