Daddy ME?

 

Perception is funny.

I don’t think of myself as anything other than just a guy.

Imagine my surprise when I was referred to as “That Hot Daddy” over there…

WTF? I’m no Daddy, I’m just a guy… Then I realized that perhaps Daddy is much like Bear. It’s an attitude as much as what you’re wearing or whether you have a dungeon.

I however never expected to be sexualized as a “Daddy” in a bar. Not that I mind, per se. I’m just a bit surprised.

I asked a friend about it. “Am I a Daddy?”

He reply was “Oh yeah…”

When I pressed for him to elaborate, he said, “You’re confident, you walk in places like you OWN them and you know your place in the world. You are obviously all about control. Couple that with your penchant for good leather boots and your complete LACK of costume in a bar where full Leather IS the uniform, and you come across as very strong and in charge. It’s appealing to a lot of folks. Since I know you are familiar with certain Kinky aspects of sex I think of you as a total Daddy.”

I’m stunned. My friend grins, “You didn’t know?” then busts up laughing.

Nope I didn’t know. More to the point, I was Clueless.

But I started thinking about my “Style” for want of a better term.

I do own a couple leather jackets, for warmth in the winter. I do not own any leather pants, shirts, vests, or caps.

I suppose I’m more about practicality than costume.

Don’t get me wrong, I’d enjoy owning some of these things, I simply refuse to pay top dollar for products that I think are of questionable quality. And lets face it a lot of this stuff is mass produced in India or China.

I would probably be more likely to make these purchases if I could find someone to custom fit me. I know that there are people around who do that sort of thing… but it’s not a high priority for me.

Buying this stuff isn’t high on my list of important things because I’ve always felt that stuff I own should be natural to who I am.

I will sometimes run across an item that “Feels right” when I do, I buy it. The “Rightness” is very important to me. That’s why I had one of my favorite leather Jackets cleaned and restored after the fire. The Jacket still has a little smoky smell, Thanks to a Doc Baileys treatment before the fire and good professional cleaners after, my jacket has real “Character” now. I never want to feel like I’m putting on a costume. I always want be comfortable and authentic in what I’m wearing and how I present who I am.

Being outfitted head to toe in leather attire isn’t going to change who I am.  Dressing the part isn’t going to make me any better in bed. Sure it may add to the fantasy. In point of fact unless I’m engaged in a scene where leather is a primary actor we’re going to be skin to skin anyway.

At that point the leather you’re concerned about will be the leather implements I’m going to use to take you to your personal edge. After all, isn’t that what you’re interested in anyway?

So I guess I’m a Daddy, I wish I’d noticed this transition. But apparently, part of my Daddyness is the fact that I’m unaware of it.

People need to  bring me up to speed more often…

Check out A Thousand Suns if you haven’t heard it.

If you haven’t heard Linkin Parks’  A Thousand Suns I have to tell you it’s an album that is VERY WORTH your time.

I’ve at best been an interittent fan of Linkin Park, but their last two albums have been really enjoyable.

I finally got around to buying A Thousand Suns and wish I hadn’t been working my way so slowly down my musical “Gotta Buy” list.

I am not in general a fan of rap music and while Linkin Park uses some the syncopation associated with rap, they do it so well it’s punctuating their music, not THEIR ONLY musical style.

They also don’t reuse the same rhythm track that everyone else has used to death!

Most of this album and a lot of Lady Gaga The Fame Monster has ended up on my “Badboy” playlist.
I haven’t heard Born This way yet but it’s on the list.

The Badboy playlist is what I’ll be playing if I’m going “Off the Radar” and clubbing or just turning off the phone, then picking a direction and driving.

Here’s the list

I’m still working out the order but this usually gets me pumping and in the mood after a crappy day to go out and have some fun.

 Adult fun is good for the spirit! Wanna go be Bad with me???

Hey Sarah… Just Own it!

I  can’t stand it… God knows I try to ignore this kind of thing because it’s just too STUPID. Even thinking about this stuff makes my head hurt.

But here goes.

Sarah Palin is claiming her version of revisionist history is correct, in absolute defiance of written documentation to the contrary.

How about lets all speak the truth? How about we stop trying to spin our way out of everything?

Mrs. Palin misspoke, I’d have a lot more respect for her if she admitted it. Laughed and said something like “I don’t know what I was thinking, I was completely off in the weeds but I’m better now.” She should own it and move on.

Win7 Followup

Well I figured it out.

I’d been having trouble with WiFi and Windows 7 accessing my NAS server.

I finally figured it out this afternoon while I was trying to set up something entirely different.

It’s bloody simple really.

Windows says that firewall are either on or off but there are levels to it’s being on and off. As it turns out, there is a concept of Domain firewalling that is not obvious. The default appears to be blocking on Domains.

Turn that off, and bingo everything works as expected.

You know it would have been nice to have seen that in the main firewall window. Instead I stumbled on it completely by accident.

However it’s sorted out now and I also figured out how to open the firewall on my DSL modem to allow access to my NAS server over the internet.

Cars, Freeways, and Eating my dust

Picked up the car yesterday. It’s running like a top.

Of course this means that I’m far more likely to get a ticket, and blow through tons of gasoline. It’s just too damn much fun to leave some moron driving a wannabe “Drifter” car with only a noisy exhaust choking in the dust.

With a mere thought my Wolf is doing 100mph, and not even breathing hard. With a little more narrow focus it’s 120 and humming. I have no idea just how fast this car is and in all honesty 120 on a freeway is FUCKING stupid!

Yes I’ve done it, and YES its STILL stupid as hell.

There are way too many variables, and forgetting the cops, there is too much potential to hurt someone simply because they were going about their business and were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Not to mention the lousy state of the Freeways. At 100, a pothole destroys your tire and with the tire a large portion of your control.

See, it would be one thing for me to “Go out in a blaze of glory” alone. That’s the risk I choose to take, but what about that other person, or the family in the minivan? They wouldn’t have any choice if they were simply to be the object I hit, igniting my blaze of glory.

That’s one of the things that a lot of folks forget when they’re playing around in cars.

I’ve forgotten it too on occasion, especially when some asshole is jonesing to pit his car with a loud exhaust against my “Ultimate Driving Machine”. I’d love to be able to just tell them, Stock off the showroom floor my car starts with 300 HP and they have no clue what I may have done to enhance performance.

SO lets just assume that I’m going to combine all that power, with 30 Plus years of driving experience and kick their ass. Then we wouldn’t have to race.

If after that they still wanted to have a go, I’d prefer that they as the challenger pay for the track time and we’ll head out to Willow Springs to do this thing right and not kill anybody accidentally in the process.