The Muse

Milo insists on bringing me presents.  This one was particularly exceptional. The timing was impeccable.  I had been feeling emotional.

Some may wonder why I need a collaborator when I can draw.   My dilemma is this:  I cannot do cartoons or comics.  *shakes head sadly* 

I attempted to produce what I had envisioned in my mind several times with no success.  I have the idea.  I have the humor. I have exactly how I’d like it to be in my mind... but ... I just need a kind soul to draw the pictures.

I know one very talented cartoon artist but for some reason it just didn’t seem right to ask my daughter to draw me as a cartoon waving around a dildo scepter.  I think she’d take issue with that.

Anyway... I needs a partner in crime and infamy. Pwease.

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I wear pink sneakers... with little roses embroidered on them. Shhhhhh. They’re comfy.

Also... Ima leave this here:

Runaway by Live ft. Shelby Lynne

"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
And you can hear it in my whispered cries for love
I need your blissful touch to carry me away again
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just
Run away, run away tonight
It ain't no victory, but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It ain't no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
I'm like a posse that's been ridin' for days
I've got the scars to prove that love has had its day and it's way with me
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just
Run away, run away tonight
It ain't no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It ain't no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
This ain't no night to be on your own
You've got to know where you're coming from
To know just where you're goin', lord
You've got to know where you're coming from
This ain't no night to be on your own
Run away, run away tonight
It ain't no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It ain't no victory but I don't care
I don't care I don't care I don't care I don't care
Run away
Run away
Run away

One of the Violent Femmes more mellow songs.  As I completed my workout this morning I was annoyed.... not entirely... that Thunderkiss by Rob Zombie started playing during my cool down.  This made me want to walk faster and move.  But alas... it ended.  As did my workout and as I stepped off the treadmill, a very sedate song began to play. (Far more appropriate for a cool down or sleep or some form of psychedelic substance).

Sweet World of Angels by the Violent Femmes

I think that I would like to
stroll down a street or two.
Stop by some places that I know
and see whats become of me.
Stay close and comfort.
The winds that tear em up.
Now, they're breezing out to pasture
and I'm breezing in and out.
Flow, let it flow.
It's just so mellow under my pillow.
It's just so mellow I'm surrounded by pillows.
Don't feel afraid.
I'm a little out of sleep.
Just me come to call
With my frozen teeth and melted lips.
I will come and run to meet the sun
when my songs for the morning
and then I will smile upon you
with my peace and my yearning.
Flow, let if flow.
It, s just so mellow under my pillow.
It, s just so mellow I'm surrounded by pillows.
The sun was yellow.
Beneath the streaming through the trees.
Clouds are great pillows
Floating so grandly above the trees
Why is everybody so hollow
So I kill everything.
Sweet worlds of angels.
Sweet worlds of angels.
Sweet worlds of angels
Some never never never die die.
Sweet worlds of angels.
Some never never never die die.
Sweet worlds of angels.
Some never never never die die.
Beautiful angels.
Don't ever leave me behind.
Your all too perfuming of my life.
I think that I would like to
stroll down a street or two.
Stop by some places that I know
and see whats become of me.

I know I’ve shared this before... I’m wanting to share it again because I’m feelin it in my soul. 

Okay... I’m dedicating the next hour of my time to creating a mournful Martin Gore playlist that is sure to make my panties wet if I were to wear them.  An emotional masochist’s delight!

Also... here’s a nifty poem in a made up language:

Szer'as a betasta, szer'as a tur'ves. 

Ey na em'iri, ey na ovun'szi,

se na bu'gursk. ey na bek'on'suz di'mas,

se na onz'kar, se na kon'kolay fel'kirdi, 

se tu'tjar ni re'kay ba sere'yas. 

Szer'as ey na zelv ie ko'gotul de sev'orvez fa ha'kiga. 

Se zamins kor'ved, zamins tro'biz, zamins rem'uruz, zamins ki'tazarz.

Szer'as so'as bas'sekir.

So I did a thing today.  I did this same thing about 20 years ago.  I can’t say my boobs were ever perkier back in the day because they’ve always been a D or larger. 

Today is significant.  Because I did something entirely for myself.

I got my nipples pierced.  This might not seem like a huge deal.  Well.... 

Gather round my lovelies. Listen. Or read. 

I was 26 and married to an abusive prick. I  wrote blogs.  So I won’t go into much detail... I may have even mentioned this little tidbit. 

I had a lover. My husband made me remove my nipple rings because they were touched by the other man.  I shoulda just handed him the rings and walked out because there was precious little of me that man did not touch.

Anyway.... it’s been a long time coming... I’ve been wanting this.  Finally made it happen.  😊

And soul... and evrythin else... mispellins intentional... just cause.  I have a playlist... I dub “Power Walk Happiness”.... I get so torn when I am in the throws of my most intense walking moments and a song will come on ... a song that touches the soul of my nerdy belly dancer... because within... I have a goth belly dancer, a traditional belly dancer, a tribal fusion belly dancer, a bedroom belly dancer, and a nerdy one.  There is ONE song in which summons said nerdy belly dancer.  Ive shared songs from this band before... oh yes.  Cerebral silly nonsensical stuff.  Fun brain food. (Crap... Breathe by Prodigy just started playing... give me a second). No. The band is NOT Prodigy.  Although I highly recommend looking up Firestarter without the music on YouTube for some silly amusement.  

Ahem.  

Okay... I’ve kept you waiting.  I present to you... 

Istanbul (Not Constantinople) by They Might Be Giants

I am not a drinker. Not at all.  It is a very infrequent thing.  I enjoy certain spirited beverages.  I know I have shared many not so charming drunk moments of my younger years... but now?  Eh... I wind up with serious splitting headaches and my tummy chastises me; loudly.

I decided last night that I was going to purchase some of my favorite blueberry beer. It’s a very strong brew. 8%.  I haven’t had this in forever.  

There needed some serious cheer in the house.  Not that alcohol is the answer but sometimes it can be fun.

Sadly, I could not find my magical brew ... The picture on my special beer has this crazy blue bull dog.  The puppy was nowhere to be found.  Instead... I ran across this bitch:

The artist was clearly the same.  It was meant to be.  Now I don’t really know how many subs out there have a secret tiny little femme  Domme hiding in them... but... there might be one in this beer. Drink  dominantly and responsibly, folks... and enjoy the following from my secret little playlist:

Level 3 by Genitorturers

 No really... that’s the name of the song.  It also made me cry (not bad tears, promise! Just bitter sweet). It also made me think of someone. I’m so ooey gooey marshmallowy... sticky sweet....mmmmm.

Without further ado...

A Song For Someone by U2

You got a face not spoiled by beauty
I have some scars from where I've been
You've got eyes that can see right through me
You’re not afraid of anything they've seen
I was told that I would feel nothing the first time
I don’t know how these cuts heal
But in you I found a rhyme
If there is a light
You can’t always see
And there is a world
We can’t always be
If there is a dark
Now we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don’t let it go out
And this is a song
A song for someone
This is a song
A song for someone
You let me into a conversation
A conversation only we could make
You break and enter my imagination
Whatever’s in there
It’s yours to take
I was told I’d feel nothing the first time
You were slow to heal
But this could be the night
If there is a light
You can’t always see
And there is a world
We can’t always be
If there is a dark
Within and without
And there is a light
Don’t let it go out
And this is a song
A song for someone
This is a song
This is a song for someone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I’m a long way
From your hill of Calvary
And I’m a long way
From where I was, where I need to be
If there is a light
You can’t always see
And there is a world
We can’t always be
If there is a kiss
I stole from your mouth
And there is a light
Don’t let it go out

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