GUILT + HEADACHES - OVERALL ENJOYMENT
I'm going to miss you, Nogales...And you too, Rio...
Vegas? You were never mine but always showed me a good time.
Kern County? Clovis? Onatrio? Yuma?!
How would I ever forget Montreal and let's keep it en francais
New Orleans. Atlanta.
New York...You dirty whore.
Amsterdam? Hong Kong? Bankok? We had some times.
But it doesn't feel "OK" any more.
Fare well, all...
At least until the next review....
JLF
its not clear what you're trying to say. Are you announcing your retirement from the hobby, or did you get caught by your wife/SO, are you not able to travel anymore for some reason, or what?
Or, as BB King would say, 'the thrill is gone....'.
1) THIS GUY -->>
3) If I could "hobby" without any repercussions (or time lost) I would never stop hobbying. Since I was a young teen, all I've ever wanted was to make enough money where I could live in the Hollywood Hills and ring up providers all day. All night. Seven days a week. Even on Mother's Day.
4) And for the record: I've always taken one for the team. KEYWORD: TOFTT.
5) Hobbying Observation: It's really about the hobbyist, the attitude he brings, and the wherewithal not to be an idiot, incarcerated, or a mark. We're involved in what I consider to be a societally categorized Shadow Marketplace. Despite the COMPLETELY LEGAL AND ABOVE-BOARD benefits and healthy results of body rubs, massages, and dating arrangements are nothing for us to be ashamed of. Posh. "What People Think" is such an irrelevance I cannot think of a proper analogy.
6) GPS/Locating iPhone Apps: This is how dumb I am. I voluntarily suggested to my _____ that we install this nifty app that lets the others know where we are. (I don't do the preloaded iPhone Find Your Guilt Trip apps). And why I chose the one I did is beyond me. But that goddamn thing has notifications -- on me -- where I go -- where I stop -- and why I'm not where I said I was.
-- THIS WAS MY SELF-RATIFIED "compromise" between my guilt and my ______ .
But then I got a burner and turned my smart phone off. And things were good. Until I accidentally used my smart phone to call a courtesan one day. No answer. Moved on. Forgot about it. I recently did a search of my phone and paid a service fee to get a "full" search result and that day that I called her and left a polite message, she proceeded to tarnish my *phone number* on 5 different "OKcaller" sites. With make-believe complaints.
I can't undo these. And changing my number was a huge hassle. So no matter how careful I am? Doesn't matter. There's always *that* unforeseen pain-in-the-ass on the horizon.
And yet, we both share and keep alive something our full-body forbearers enjoyed as well. The company of women. The enjoyment of the interaction. The dance. The hot licking flames and the bucket of water for dessert.
(WHY WASN'T I BORN 100 YEARS AGO when MY FAVORITE ACTIVITIES were encouraged and commonplace?)
But then again, for you all that enjoy the Speed Dial Tango, there's that too.
Am I incoherent?
If you think that I'm being rhetorical, I'm not. I'm sizing you up pre-screening process.
Peace. And love. And sexy brunettes.
-- Modified on 12/3/2016 2:15:22 PM
I must say I am shocked any hobbyist who has a significant other would be the one to suggest getting his and hers tracking devices. That's in the same league with getting matching tattoos with the girl you picked up in a bar last night. Some stupid things we do are near-impossible to undo.
BTW, if the bucket of water you have for dessert has gooey lumps in it, then you drank her douche-pail by mistake.
Lion-Hearted, I mean. We got Richard Sr., Louis 13, and Boleslav the Pole. I'm thinking you're all-Brit, despite some French Canadian tendencies, which explains a lot.
Regardless, on to the responses:
I must say I am shocked any hobbyist who has a significant other would be the one to suggest getting his and hers tracking devices.
>> She was pushing for the whole "Where the Hell Are My Kids" app on the iSpy iPhone. I said it made me feel uncomfortable. So I suggested an alternative. The one with "Life" in the title. And before I knew what was happening, she loved it. And it was dicey for a while there. (MAYBE I WAS TRYING TO BE CAUGHT -- NOT HOLDING THE ANKLES OF A PIECE OF ASS in a shady motel necessarily -- but more so: "Were you in Gardena last night?" "Gardena? No, my phone got stolen -- but then I stole it back...Whatcha cooking?"
Also: Google Voice was nice -- at first -- but now with ConvoiApp and others, you can have 10 different numbers coming from/directed to your phone for $4 a month.
That's in the same league with getting matching tattoos with the girl you picked up in a bar last night.
It would explain sooooo much.
>> Not even close. Getting tattoos with a drunk bimbo is a story you'll have the rest of your life and it could be a good one if you're not crotchety and bitter about it. Might even say it and show it to land another bird on your erotic inkspot.
Some stupid things we do are near-impossible to undo.
>> Yes, on this, I agree with you. And rarely do I agree with you. Seeing that you seem fixated on disagreeing with just about everyone in here. Do you have an actual gavel that you bang on your desk to "virtually" call this discussion board to order each morning?
BTW, if the bucket of water you have for dessert has gooey lumps in it, then you drank her douche-pail by mistake.
>> Nah, ya didn't get it. Bucket of water = To put out the loin-lapping fire I'm walking out with after a heavy and time-sensitive 60 minute in-call. Sometimes, I fog my car up before I can turn the ignition on. Tricky at lunch hour but I'm in a much more relaxed mood in the afternoon. All good.
May you have peace in your heart, Mr Lion.
Me? I'm an ornery, salmon-sucking, honey-stealing, semi-hibernating grizzly bear. After I was chased by one up a fire tower on Kodiak Island, they made me an honorary bear. How'd you get settle on "Lion-Hearted" or is this interpretative? We're supposed to connect the dots? Hmmm...Male lions are generally the laziest animals on earth -- females do all the work -- sleep 20 hours a day -- they in-fight a lot, expect the wifey to give paw-baths and take care of the cubs -- and most of all, they're scavengers. Rarely do they secure their own food. Always on the dole because of their roar 000 despite hippos or elephants or rhinos or gorillas all higher on the kick-ass chart.
Anyway, nice chatting.
And the douche bucket line? No need for an apology. I understand your limitations.
It honors a family member. I'm descended from the First House of Anjou. If you want to research how that ties into my handle, be my guest.
Sorry you felt compelled to go into such detail trying to justify yourself. If you paid attention to the boards here, you would know more about me. My posts are either informative, humorous, or sometimes shocking and/or controversial in order to stimulate discussion. Unlike you, I limit my criticisms to other members' ideas and thoughts. I try to avoid personal attacks unless someone attacks me first, either directly or by innuendo.
With respect to humor, I most often use intentional obtusity and sarcasm. Since you don't seem to have a grasp of these concepts, perhaps do a little research. The most famous use of obtusity in my opinion was Gilda Radner's character, Roseanne Roseannadanna on SNL. There should be examples on YouTube of some of her sketches if you care to educate yourself. The slow people on these boards often don't get it and usually some other member will come to their rescue when they are trying explain and justify themselves like you did that it was just CDL being obtuse. Its for laughs. No need to take it so personally.
I challenge people to support their claims and arguments, as others do with me. When I'm wrong, I will say I stand corrected when presented with the evidence. That's what spirited debate is all about.
The only time I ever had a gavel was when I headed the committee here to weed out the slower, special-needs members. Obviously, as you have demonstrated, a few of the slow ones slipped through the cracks. I will try to go slower and be less subtle with my humor in the future, although I have always maintained I am against dumbing things down so that EVERYONE gets it, but you clearly need help, so I will try to be more inclusive. Sorry you felt left out.
...your remarkable resemblance to this guy. From your posts, you seem to spend more time in the gym than he does and you're both about the same age:
more like this guy, maybe I could get a hot 30yo without paying. Lol