This week's new shoes:
I like the buckle detail.

Round toe.

Nice block heel. Much easier to walk in than a pointed heel.

Need a better picture of the pants. They're from The Limited and have a pin-tucked front, low waist, and very flared legs. And they are very comfortable! I could wear them all day.

This week's hotel room. Its divided into two rooms.

And here's this week's rental car. A convertible!

I'm in Miami again this week. The flight down was uneventful. I did score a convertible for the rental car this week. I just hope I have some time to drive it around. More later.

TMI Tuesday #183

I haven't done one of these in a while, so here goes:

1. Marriage and children aside, what has been your greatest accomplishment in life? That's a tough on to answer. Running a half-marathon? Eagle Scout? My job (or not getting laid-off)? College degree? They all don't seem too significant in the grand scheme of things.

2. Aside from healthy and happy children, what is your greatest ambition for the future? I want to go back to college to get an MBA. I want to finally fix the garage floor and repave the driveway. I want to run another half-marathon. I want to go to Disney World (Scheduled for next month. I've never been.) I want to keep employed. Again, none of these seem to be too significant.

3. If we were to enter your real name in a search engine, what would we find? My Plaxo.com profile (empty); a reference to a financial advisor (not me); a reference to a lawyer in Texas (not me); a genealogy reference (not me); a donation to my college (me); and then a lot of not-me references. It really depends on how I spell my name - proper name or nickname, with/without middle initial. Same for pictures.

4. Who is the most famous person you ever met (not just in the same room as, but actually spoke with)? John Cooper (former OSU football coach), Eddie George (former OSU football player & Heisman Trophy winner), and Woody Hayes (former OSU football coach). Man, I need to get out more!

5. Parents aside, who is your biggest hero? There are a lot of people that I admire. Growing up near the Pro Football Hall of Fame, we'd go to the parade and the enshrinement ceremonies every year. I'd hear the players and coaches talk about how the game changed their lives for the better and such. Very inspiring when you're six, and still a very positive message from today's inductees. I never played organized football. Listening to these guys talk about the game makes me want to strap the cleats on and toss the pigskin around.

6. Someone once worked out the sexual version of Six Degrees of Separation - Celebrity A slept with B, who slept with C, who slept with D, making as sort of connection between A and D. Are you connected to anyone famous through six or fewer bonks? Depends on how famous. There's a sportscaster in probably less than six. For more than six, I am related to Madonna through marriage. My father's cousin married a woman who's grand father was a brother of Madonna's great-grand father. I just found this out recently.

A while ago JamieLin and I had a short discussion on crossdressing and running, and that made me think of women's running clothes and perhaps why I haven't started wearing them. Crossdressing or not, there are several advantages and disadvantages of men wearing women's running clothes.



Advantages:

1. The tops and bottoms are much more form fitting then men's. Not baggy and loose. I like feel of the trimmer fit.
2. Trimmer fit may be less be less chaffing than looser clothes.
3. Form-fitting clothes usually have some Lycra that provides more support for the jiggly parts, e.g., belly, thighs, and the twig & berries.
4. Trimmer fit does a better job at wicking away sweat.
5. More stylish - colors, patterns, and cuts - and more thought is put into the details.
6. And reviewing men's options for underwear, I couldn't find anything smaller that a boxer brief. Women have available to them bikini styles that are great to wear under running tights or compression briefs.
7. Bun huggers! They fit like a second skin and feel fab!
8. Running tights feel wonderful! Even men's tights feel like heavy pantyhose. And you can wear pantyhose under them for another layer of insulation in the winter (I have many times). And support hose provide some massaging of the legs during and after running.

A few examples of bun huggers. Very short and form-fitting. I like the piping detail on this one.

Another, plain. Front:

Back:

One more. I like the swoosh of color:

Disadvantages:

1. Form fit shows off the bad jiggly parts, e.g., the 10-pack abs.
2. The shoes - since men are usually heavier than women, a woman's shoe may not provide the same support as a men's shoe in the same overall dimension.
3. I can't imagine wearing a wig while running would be comfortable. The body looses a lot of heat through the head, and a wig would just trap it and all of the sweat. Better let your hair grow out if you want to be passable.
4. And better find some sweat-proof make-up if you're so inclined to wear it.

There's the issue of discretion. Looser shorts & tops and generic colors may not draw much attention to the fact that the clothes are women's, but:

1. If you're running a local race in full female mode, its best to be very passable, otherwise you will get a lot of strange looks. And you might hear "Mommy, why's that man wearing a dress?" a lot. By in large the running community is very friendly and supportive, but there's no reason to purposely stick way way out. Keep to places where CDing is much more acceptable (group meetings and other CD-friendly events) (I wonder if there are enough CD runners that there could be an all CD race?). However, there is a guy that does wear a pink leotard, tu-tu and wand to major races every year (there was a short article about him in Runner's World some time ago); and I've seen a guy in a red dress with shoes spray-painted red, too (neither trying to pass). There are some races where many people show up in costumes.
2. Better be in top shape if you're brave enough to wear only a sports bra for a top.
3. Although I very much adore running skirts/skorts, use good judgement to pull it off in public.

Here's some women's shorts that I like. I like them because they are shorter than most men's shorts. And they are better looking than similar length men's shorts. They could be worn without too much notice.

These last ones are generic enough for either men or women:

Here are a few tops. I like them better than men's as they are more form-fitting. Front:

Andit has a really cool design on the back:

This is nice too. Large arm openings without being baggy. The interior bra may be tough to hide though.

And these long and short sleeved shirts are too cool!

Shoes. Other than the pink ones there's really nothing that makes them stand out as women's.

This week's rental car. It looks nice, but it has a worn 32,000 miles on it.

Here's another view from my room's balcony. A few golfers in the distance.

I bought these socks on the last trip, and the shoes on this trip. The panties are from a while ago. I love how they match! I really love the socks!! I wish I could wear them with shorts out and around.

It felt nice to be out in the breeze...

...I can imagine that I'd walk into the store and as soon as my heels made the click-click-click sound on their floor the woman behind the counter would look up and notice that it was me making that sound. As I browsed through the racks of magazines, DVDs, and adult toys, she'd soon realize that I'm wearing heels, women's jeans, a blouse and a bra underneath. When I catch her eye, she almost laughs out loud, but stops herself as she looks over to another salesgirl and nods her head my way. The other girl looks my way, I go back to looking through the DVDs, and in a few moments I hear their muted giggles.

I turn down the next aisle and there are a pair of women also looking at DVDs, one in her twentys and the other maybe in her late fortys. They also notice the sound of my heels and turn to look at me. The older one has a look of scorn on her face, pursed lips and furrowed eyebrows. The younger one opens her mouth as if to say something in surprise and quickly covers her mouth. I pretend not to notice as I look through the rack of DVDs, which just happens to be the fetish section. The older woman picks up DVD after DVD and gives her opinion about it to the other - "Fake boobs on that one.", "Pretty young girl in this one.", "I've seen her in a few other vids, very good actress.", and "That one's not worth that price." As I walk by them she says without glancing up "I really don't think those heels go with those jeans. And try to walk like a lady, please." The younger one this time can't stiffle the "What!" and giggle. I look over and turn ten shades of red as the younger one now is laughing out loud.

I manage my way over to the entrance of the viewing booth area. I walk in and realized that I don't have any singles for a booth. I walk back out to get change from the girl at the counter, hand her a twenty, and ask for change. Without looking up she makes change and says "Here'd ten ones and two fives, ma'am." The other clerk giggles as I walk back to the booths. Several of the doors are closed and I hear the sounds of sex from the monitors as I walk past. I find an open one that looks pretty clean, walk in, and closed the door behind me. The room is about six feet wide and about ten deep. The walls are about seven feet high and there's no ceiling. In the front of the room is a large wide-screen video monitor, maybe 36", with a slot for money to the side. There's also a high-backed desk chair and a trash can. The screen is flashing "Insert money for more time." I feed a fiver in and the screen splits in two. The left half is again split into four squares, each showing a different channel. The right half is a menu of the various themes of videos available, channel & volume control, and a clock counting down the time remaining. I sort through the themes and select "Fetish". Another menu appears showing the tittles, and the left side of the screen shows the first four. One of them shows a pair of women in stockings & heels working on each other with vibrators. I touch that section of the screen and the entire screen now shows the video. I turn the volume up a bit and put another five in the slot. I sit down in the chair to watch, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down just far enough to expose my stripped string bikini panty. I pull out my already erect cock to stroke while watching the video. As I edge close to orgasm I stop to calm down, then repeat several times. Needing more time, I add more money. The women on the screen have been joined by a restrained man who's now laying at their feet. He watches them earnestly, his cock wavering in the air. One of them slightly brushes her toe up his thigh and along his cock, and he arches his back so as to try to push his cock further against her foot. The women laugh at this and she moves her foot up to the other's pussy. "Is this what you want?" she says as if she's talking to a puppy.

"I think it is" I hear, but not from the screen (you knew this was going to happen, didn't you?). I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up. The older woman is standing behind me. "See, I told you," she said looking at the younger girl, "he is wearing panties." The girl said "Oh my god! And he's jerking off in here! Gross!" I try to pull my jeans up, but the woman stopped me and spun the chair around. One of the clerks walked passed the open door and stopped at the doorway.. "I could tell as soon as she walked in that she would be in here jerking off," she said crossly. Again I tried to pull up my pants and say something, but the older woman stopped me. "She seems to be dressed pretty well. Let's see if she is," she said to the others. "Stand up!" she ordered me. I stood up, holding my jeans and with my head down. "No, no, its unlady like to look down. Look up so we can get a good look at you. Shoulders back." She walked around me, examining me from head to toe. She pulled the back waist of my jeans to see the label. " ' The Limited', hmmff. Well I guess that's not too bad. You can let go of them now." I did so and they dropped to my ankles, exposing the stripped sting bikini, black garter belt, and black stockings. "Well, she could have picked a better pair of panties to mach. But then again they always go for flashy panties." She looked at my legs and seemed satisfied that they were hairless and tone. "Shoes" she requested, and I handed her one of them. " 'Nine West'. Yes, they also like those alot too. Not trashy, stylish, and well made. Very good."

"Entertain us!" the girl said, "I want to see some cum!" I looked at the woman. "Make some for her then," she stated. I was deeply embarrassed by this, my cock getting more flaccid by the moment. What should I do? I can't really leave like this. How can I? "Come on, play with you clitty-cock!" the girl said clapping her hands beneath her chin. I began to stoke it, pulling my panties down past my balls. "Mmmm, nicely shaved balls this one has!" the girl said emphatically. I pulled at my balls with one hand and continued to stroke my cock with the other. The video had shut off a while ago, but the sounds from the other booths made up for that. The clerk came in and pushed me down into the chair. I leaned back and lifted one leg over the armrest. I continued to stroke my cock. "Use this," the clerk said, tossing me a lubbed vibrator. I leaned back further and pushed the vibe into my ass. It wasn't easy with three women watching me. My cock was going limp again as I got the head of the vibe in. "Oh, look! He's not putting on much of a show. I guess we'll have to call the cops," the clerk said. Hearing this, I began to stroke myself back to a full erection. I plunged the vibe into my ass, letting out an audible grunt. I stroke my cock with one hand, push on the vibe with the other, and rock my hips back and forth. My eyes dart from one woman to the next to see if they liked what I was doing. The young girl's eyes were wide open and a grin was across her face. The clerk had a disgusted look on her face. The woman face had the look of "business as usual".

I was looking intently at the women's shoes as I performed, maybe a bit too much. The clerk said in an annoyed voice "She's going for the shoes, those pricks usually do." "Really," the older woman said, "lets give him something else to play with." She took off one of her shoes, a nice peep-toed pump. The girl gave me her tennis shoe, and the clerk grudgingly gave her flip-flop. I immediately put the pump on my cock, the head in the toe and the balls cradled in the heel. I held the tennis shoe up to my nose and took in a deep breath, letting out a very deep moan. I stoked the pump and the tenny in unison for a time, then took the flip-flop and paddled my ass a few times. This seemed to put a smile on all the ladies faces. I kept this up for a few more minutes, but the sensations of the vibe, the pump on my cock, and the intoxicating odor of the tennis shoe were just too much for me to control. I started cumming in long ropes of semen through the peep-toe onto my stockinged legs. The orgasm made me shake and quiver, I had to slump back into the chair. The vibe buzzed away while I cooled down. I finally looked up to see the women's faces - the girl very amused, the woman with a satisfied grin, and the clerk looking around for a mop.

"Get your clothes on, hunny," the clerk said.

Once again I'm writing this in the airplane on my way to Miami. The terminal in Philly was unusually warm for it being cool and rainy this morning. Here's a picture of a cute girl that sat across from me eating cereal with her sister. I was hoping she would take off her shoes, or at least dangle them while we waited, but no luck. We boarded on time and sat on the runway for about an hour.

This week its a Tuesday through Friday trip as I took last Thursday, Friday, and yesterday off to drive out to Ohio for a long Easter weekend. One highlight of the trip was a visit to the Professional Football Hall of Fame. I used to go there quite a bit when I was a child, and I haven't been there in about 10 years. If you're in the area it is worth a visit. I also stopped at Ben Heggy's to feed my chocolate addiction.

Other than work, the activities I'm planning for this week's trip are running Tuesday and Wednesday nights, and going to see Beer Wars at the movie theater Thursday night. Its a documentary and discussion on the craft beer industry. I think they could have picked a better tittle for it.

As for other crossdressing activities, I brought down a different outfit that I had been over the last few trips. This time its a pair of jeans from The Limited that I'm on the fence about. I'll take some pictures and let you be the judge. I like the rivets on the front, but I'm not real thrilled about the back side. And I do want to buy a new pair of heels. Maybe that's what the jeans need. Anyway, I think I want to go back to that adult store from the last trip. They probably see enough strange things in any given day that a guy in women's clothes probably doesn't phase them, and I won't mind if it does. I just need to steer clear of the guys that hang out near the viewing booths. Now if they were women I wouldn't mind the attention...

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It is stuck in my head!

Hope everyone has a great Easter & Passover! I won't be back in the blogsphere until Tuesday April 14th.

I'm back from warm and sunny Florida (its supposed to be 91F today) to rainy Philadelphia. This past week's trip was pretty good. Work went fast, and, with no laptop I had lots of time in the evenings.

The first evening I showered, shaved, put on a pair of stockings, panties, a bra, women's khakis, and a shirt and went out shopping. I went to a shoe store first to see if I could get a cheap pair of heels. As luck would have it, there were a few pairs in my size, however, there was a mother & daughter there also looking for heels. The girl had large feet as each size she tried on were too small until she got to my size. Not wanting to try the shoes on in front of them, I browsed around hoping they would either quickly buy a pair or leave. They did neither, so I left. My next stop was Target. I had seen garter belts there a while ago and now I had some time to really take a good look. Nothing to spectacular, and they didn't carry proper stockings. I checked out the shoes, but the heels I liked didn't go up to my size. I did find several styles of thigh-high tube socks - just the thing I've been looking for! I bought a pair, and I don't think anyone noticed what I was wearing.

Next I went long for an adult store to buy something to help pass the time. After driving around for too long, I finally found a place (can't remember the name). They had a small selection of magazines (they did have Leg Show, though), a large selection of novelties, some DVDs, and an area with viewing booths. I like the preview booths - for a few bucks I can scan through a large number of videos. I don't like the booths as there are always a few guys hanging around looking to share a booth with someone or to look in at someone in the booth. It would be different if there were women doing that. I made sure the booth I used had a good door lock and no holes in the walls. Then it was back to the hotel to "read" the new issue of Leg Show. As I mentioned in a previous post, the magazine's quality has gone down. This issue was not much different. Sure, the women were beautiful, but the photographic reproduction really detracted from that.

Tuesday night I was very tired and didn't do much after work other than eat and watch TV. Same for Wednesday night. I did run Monday and Wednesday nights in that perfect weather.

Ever play solitaire? Does that Juice Newton song "Queen of Hearts" get stuck in your head when you do? It does to me.

And please, please, please put the cap on the pen (or click it to retract it) when you're finished using it! Come on people, is that really too much to ask?! Really?!

Week number 5 in Florida will begin on Monday. This trip will be a bit different as my laptop is in the repair shop. Traveling without my laptop will make this trip somewhat difficult. No way to access work or home e-mail, no way to surf the net in the off hours, and no way to post. So you may not hear from me until next Friday. The shop said that if they can fix it on Monday, then they might be able to ship it to me for Tuesday or Wednesday.

Now today is the tired post. Last night I ran another prediction run with the running club. I was waaay off in my prediction, so no prizes this time. When I run later in the evening like last night, I'm usually too pumped afterwards to fall asleep at a decent time, and I'm restless all night. So today I'm sleepy.

Next week I'm back in Florida for another week of work. I've found at least one shoe store and a few clothing stores in the area, so I may go on a small shopping spree to keep me busy during the week. And my cell phone provider replaced my cell phone this week so I'll be able to post some pictures. Suggestions for either clothes or photos are appreciated!

Yesterday was the "Complaining" post. Today is the "Bragging" post. I finally received the judges' score sheets from the homebrew competition a few weeks ago. The bourbon barrel porter I brewed won 2nd Place in its category with an average score of 42 out of 50. This is the highest score I've earned so far of the three awards I've managed to win.

One judge said "I could drink this all night - not a daytime beer. A sipper - one to enjoy with a desert of chocolate or creme brulea (sp)...".

Another judge wrote "An excellent example of the base style and of the sub category. I wouldn't change a thing. Save some to enjoy a few years from now. You can also send me some if you like :) "

All these complements and a big red ribbon to boot! What more could I ask...

The medical establishment system in the United States is crap! No, I don't mean the quality of care - that's A-1. I'm talking about the billing side. In January I had inguinal hernia surgery. Prior to it, I called both my insurance provider and the surgery center to get a cost estimate. Neither could provide that info. Both said that can't foretell the specific costs until it occurs. They couldn't even give a ball-park estimate (~$2,000 to ~$7,000, or ~$10,000 to ~15,000, etc.).

Now that it's been eight weeks since the surgery and my insurance provider has paid the bill, neither party can give me an itemized bill. The insurer said that they don't have the itemized bill. Are they kidding me? Do they routinely just pay any bill that comes to them without reviewing it for appropriate charges? Are they overpaying or underpaying? Were there mistakes on it? I would think that these are important questions to raise when paying out large sums of money. Apparently not.

So I called the surgery center. Same story. "We sent the bill to the insurer and they paid it. What more do you want?" they said. I asked if there was any way to get a copy of the itemized bill. "Nope, we don't have it," they said. I said that they must have some detail around the bill they sent to the insurer. They said their corporate office should have it. I asked for a contact at their corporate office. Nope, they wouldn't give me that info either.

So I'm concluding that there is no oversight in medical insurance. And not even the patient is allowed to know what's going on.

Its hard to be bad. I started off my evening after work with a run of about 4-1/2 miles, all the while thinking about what to eat for dinner. When I arrived back to my hotel room dripping with sweat, I logged on to the Internet to surf while cooling down. Looking at some Flickr porn, naughty thoughts entered my mind. What if, instead of just dinner after showering, I put on some stockings and shorts and find a nice adult bookstore to shop at. That certainly got the blood rushing to the nether regions. I pulled out the local directory, found a nearby 'novelty' store, and Googled the directions. After showering I went to find my tan stockings, and then remembered that I left them at home for this trip. I did, however, have a pair of white short-shorts and a navy-blue striped string bikini, perfect for showing off. And I also left the bras home. Oh well, I can make this work.

After driving for 15 minutes, either the directions were wrong, or the place went out of business. No fun for me tonight. I then drove around to find some fast food and came back to the hotel to eat. No fun tonight. If I had left earlier, I could have made it to a shoe store to try on heels. Or to a clothing store to shop for panties or something else. Even the Starbucks were closing. So no showing off tonight. I'm somewhat of an exhibitionist. It would have been fun if some female noticed my striped panties under those short-shorts - a laugh or giggle, anything. It would have been more brazen to have worn the stockings, even heels. A bra would have shown up nicely under the white polo shirt I wore. Next trip.

Who writes your blog? Apparently a woman writes mine... but does she love shoes?

Just arrived back to the hotel after watching "Watchmen" at the theater. Spectacular! Amazing film! I wish I could say more, be more descriptive, but the writing muse is just not sitting next to me tonight. Loved the soundtrack. And I could have done without the circular saw in the jail - that just made me too squeamish. Not for the kids.

This is now the fourth week in paradise! I'm sitting here in my hotel room (in an orange-stripped string bikini panty) eating sushi and fish soup. Some how they gave me the handicapped room. I flew in this morning, went to work, went for a four mile run, and then order sushi to go. This fish soup is very spicy. I saw Sinbad at the Ft. Lauderdale airport. I did take a picture, and I'll be damned if I can get it off of my phone. And speaking of the cell phone, all the pictures I took of the hotel and the Philly Craft Beer Fest are gone, can't find 'em, lost to the great devil of technology. Oh well.

I think tomorrow night I may go see "Watchman" at a theater if I can find one here. And maybe go to a shoe store to buy a new pair of heels. One can never have too many pairs!

For the third week in a row I find myself in sunny, warm Miami Lakes, FL, for work. Its a pretty neat little community. GoogleEarth it (or use whatever map program). From high above, the streets are laid out in a Nautilus shell pattern. That's good for me in that I can run the outer ring and get a good workout. And its pancake flat. I don't think I've ever run anywhere as flat as this place, not even in Indiana. And that's where I was just at. With DST now in effect, I ran in the sun and it wasn't hot.

I think I'm cursed with the worst travel companion ever (I wrote that in my whinny voice). I like to be left alone when I travel. I mean, if I'm reading or working on my laptop, don't bother me, please. (That is unless you're a hot female, then talk as much as you want.)

This past weekend was the Philly Craft Beer Fest down at the Naval Yards. Its part of Philly Beer Week. If you have the opportunity, I highly recommend that you get to one of the 150 events in the region. Good stuff if you're into beer! I was going to load some pictures for your entertainment, but I can't seem to get them off of my phone right now.

Wednesday Weirdness #45

1. What is one thing one of your closest friends does that drives you batshit crazy? I'll use my travel partner for this since I'm on a business trip this week. He tends to say inappropriate things. Not nasty or foul things, but things that just aren't appropriate to the situation. For instance, there was this time a woman we work with just came back from maternity leave. We saw her and her eyes were a bit teary, not crying, but like she had something in her eye. As we were talking to her, I could tell that it wasn't anything significant. He asked her if she was experiencing post-partum depression and was trying to console her. No matter how many times she said that it was just her allergies and that everything was okay, he just ignored her and kept talking about post-partum depression and how she should talk to someone about it. And he's just over polite - almost running to every door so he can open it for everyone, even if he's the one carrying stuff and no one else is. Argh! Maybe I'm just too much of a crab.


2. When buying a new sex toy, what are the features you look for that you absolutely have to have? Haven't bought one in a while, so it would have to be relatively inexpensive, no gaudy colors, flexible, cleanable. I'd love to get a Fleshlight in the Ice color.


3. If you woke up the opposite gender for one day, what would be the biggest downside to that for you? That it would only last for one day. I mean, I had a woman's body, I'd need more than a day to go shopping to buy some really nice clothes, and then I'd need a few more days to really give the body a sexual workout.


4. Do you use curse words in front of children? No, they should hear or use them until they are mature enough to really know what they mean and how to used them.


5. If you were zapped with a laser and turned into an animated character, what Disney movie would you hate to play a part in? Buzz Lightyear. Cool suit and he can fly. What more do I need?


6. How would you react to your partner answering a phone call or text message during foreplay or intercourse? Well, after seeing this video, I don't think I'd mind!!


7. What are three things you want to try doing but haven't yet? (They can be sexual or non-sexual, doesn't matter.) 1. Threesome (MFF, but doesn't every guy? lol); 2. Run another 1/2-marathon, and maybe a full marathon; 3. Brew beer in a microbrewery.

Its 5PM on Monday and once again I’m penning this blog entry from 32,000 ft in the air on my way back to Miami for another week at the company’s plant there. Last week we weren’t sure that we’d be going back, but word came down late on Friday. Most people I spoke with over the weekend laughed at the trip’s timing - a Nor’ester hit the East Coast last night and into today, blanketing Philadelphia with several inches of snow. Other than the plane taking off about an hour late, it really didn’t cause too much trouble. The kid’s in the neighborhood didn’t seem to mind a day off of school.

I hope this week goes better than last week. Last week I spent way too much time after work in my hotel room edging while looking at on-line porn and trying to find a good chat site and then chatting. I slept about 3-4 hours per night. By the end of the week I was exhausted. This week I hope to be more productive and restful. Sure, there will be some “me” time each night, but not to last week’s excess.

I have the “Iron Man” DVD to watch, and I also want to catch up on watching the rest of the episodes of “Neon Genesis Evangelion” on Veoh that I haven’t seen. I started watching the series way back in the mid-90’s when it was only available by rental at a local anime/game shop. Then they stopped renting videos, and I couldn’t find it elsewhere until now that it’s on the web.

I did bring some girl-clothes with me – khaki pants and a white blouse, along with an assortment of panties, stockings, and a couple of bras. I’ll try to post some pictures in my Flickr.com account. You’ll need to be a “Friend & Family” to see the naughtier ones, so either send me a Flickr mail, or let me know your account name and I’ll set you up. I want to buy a new pair of heels for one of these trips, either back at home or in Miami. I saw a cute pair at Target the week before last and I should have picked them up. This week I’m traveling with a co-worker, and we’re sharing a car. I’d hate for him to either see me leave the hotel at night or see me come back and ask where I’m going/have been and ask “What’s in the bag?” Last week they put us in next door rooms; I’m hoping for some more breathing room this week. It looks like I’ll be spending quite a bit of time in Miami over the next 3-6 months.

Last post I mentioned the current issue of “Leg Show” magazine. I brought it with me last week to help pass the time. I hadn’t bought an issue in at least a year. Production quality has really gone down - the pages are thinner, the picture reproduction has suffered, and even the model selection seems to have gone down a few notches. Page thickness is important as photos can be reproduced better on thicker, glossier paper. The photos were not as crisp, some even a bit blurry, as they used to be, and a few pages had ink blotches running down them. Photos used to be glossy and pop right out when I looked at them. Not this time. And then there’s the quality of the photo shoot itself. I don’t mean to sound like I’m objectifying women, and I truly don’t want to do so. However, a men’s adult magazine is supposed to have beautiful models and the combination of the clothes, styling, poses, and photography should accentuate them. In my opinion this issue didn’t seem to do so for the majority of the models. After a long look through the magazine, and really reading the articles, I didn’t use it as I intended. It just sat on the hotel room’s desk for the rest of the week unopened, and I threw it in the trash when I left. One thing that I did notice while reading it is that one can now subscribe to a digital edition. I may have to try this out as hopefully it does not suffer the same problems as the print edition.

What else is going on? Last week I didn’t get a chance to run at all until Sunday. During the week we were at work until late in the evening, then out for dinner. By the time I arrived back at the hotel I was too full for a run, and my attention was elsewhere (see above). This week I hope to get at least two runs in. Philadelphia’s Broad Street 10-Miler is the first Sunday in May, and I’d like to be happy with my run. No personal records this year – after the 8-month recovery of the stress fracture, and the more-recent hernia surgery, I’m nowhere near being in the same shape I was in in 2007 when I set my PR.

From way up here in the plane, the clouds down below look a lot like swirls of mashed potatoes or whipped cream, or even over-frosted cinnamon rolls. No, really, they do. Individual swirls

I started to write this entry on my new cell phone on the airplane on my way to Florida today for a business trip. The phone is the HTC/Verizon XV6900. It does all kinds of neat tricks that PDA/Smart phones can do, but the small touch-screen keyboard makes for lousy writing. So I pulled out the laptop to write more than a few words a minute.

Last Saturday was the homebrew competition. I entered the bourbon barrel porter that I brewed last October, mainly entered it to get the judges’ feedback. Before I brought the samples to the homebrew store in January I noticed that the secondary in-bottle fermentation produced a way over-carbonated beer. This was probably due to a too-short primary fermentation prior to bottling. Not an award winner in my opinion. Anyway, we went to the bar early to drink a few pints and have a few wings. As they started the winner’s announcements, there were lots of alcohol-lubricated cheers for everyone. When they got to my category, no awards for me. “Oh well,” I thought “just as I expected.” We stayed to hear all of the rest of the awards, and as they got near the bottom of the list, I forgot that my beer was not in the “Porter” category, but in the “Wood-aged” category. I was very surprised to hear my name called for 2nd Place! Bragging rights if nothing else. They then said that scoring sheets will be mailed, so I still have no idea how the beer scored. I told my friends that the completion in my category must have been pretty weak for my beer to earn a 2nd place., Here’s the ribbon (if I remembered to post it)


I wrote a while ago about wanting to go on a business trip so I could have some “me” time while at the hotel at night. This trip was a big surprise as they told me about it Friday afternoon just as I was about to go home. If this were going to be a fun trip, I had to act fast. First to the adult book store for the latest issue of “Leg Show” (more about that once I’m at the hotel and have a chance to read it. I browsed the DVDs, but nothing really caught my eye. (And that’s a story for another time.) Saturday was a busy day with other activities, including the homebrew competition. On Sunday I as able to find some time to get to the mall for some shopping. I was looking for a pair of those over-the-knee socks and anything else that may have caught my eye. Macy’s had them, but instead of white athletic socks, they just had heavy cable-knit socks. I looked at a few other stores and couldn’t find any, so I opted for a couple of pairs of panties from Victoria’s Secret. I almost bought a pair of bright-colored tights, but opted not to.

On Monday I stopped at the mall during lunch, and again found nothing of interest. So I packed a few old DVD/s the new panties, a few pair of the old, a couple bras, a pair of white pants and white short-shorts (better to show off the brightly colored panties), a garter belt, and some stockings for the trip. And I did pack some male work clothes too.

At the airport this morning I shopped for some lotion or bath salts, but really didn’t find anything of much interest. I wanted some oatmeal soap, or at least some cocoa lotion, but they had neither. I almost went for some strawberry-scented lotion, and realized that I needed to get to the gate. Maybe in Florida I’ll be able to find some.
I’ll post some pictures in my Flickr account (just ask if you need help seeing them as the naughty one’s will be only for Friends and Family).

Greetings citizens! Just to let you know, I'll be traveling for work this week (Tuesday thru Friday) and I may find myself with lots of spare time in the hotel room in the evenings. So if you're not too busy, I'll probably be on Yahoo messenger, screen ID JanCD66.

In preparation I did buy the new issue of Leg Show magazine (for the articles, really!) and a couple new pairs of panties from Victoria's Secret. I wanted to get a pair of over-the-knee socks, but the only ones I could find were the thick cable-knit wooly kind, so I'll have to keep looking. And I almost bought a pair of Hue neon-colored tights, but I was in a hurry and the check-out line was long. Maybe this afternoon I can get out to the mall to try a few other stores, or to the adult store for a new DVD.

American Apparel. The latest store I'm lusting over. Lusting over again for the millionth time more like it. Browsing their women's clothes on their website just drives up my lust factor in a huge way. Now I know what you're thinking, even for a crossdresser, those clothes are just out of my age bracket (i.e., non-college aged). Yet I lust after them none the less. Who cares if they aren't age-appropriate when I'm in my own house? Maybe the reason for it is that when I see those sexy clothes on those comely models, I just want to wear them to experience the feeling of wearing them. I'm no where near having the right body type to pull off wearing them.

So what's got me so hot and bothered? Over the knee socks. Not as alluring as sheer stockings, but I imagine that they feel delicious. And they give a different look to a woman's legs. I need a pair (or three). I could wear them under jeans or pants and no one would know the difference. Then there's the mesh body suit, the shiny body suit (in black), the mesh running short, the tiny running short, and the shiny hot short (in black again). Not for outdoor wear for me, of course (but I might try if I were somewhere far away). And I could go on for a long time about getting into their bras and panties. Just amazing.

Not much going on these days. This afternoon I'm at home just catching up on a lot of things and having some "me" time before having to go out with friends tonight. If I had planned my afternoon better I would have gone out shopping for some new women's clothes. The sales these days can't be beat and all of the nice pink & red frilly things are out for Valentine's Day. A few new pairs of satin panties would be the perfect thing right now. And I'm still lusting after a new pair of heels. Anyway, this afternoon its just me, a few of my favorite clothes, and my computer - surfing for porn and trying to chat with anyone to pass the time.

Thanks for the well-wishes everyone. I'm feeling better everyday. Most of the swelling is gone, but the incision site is still somewhat sensitive and knotty (for lack of a better term). Sex of any kind is one thing that I'm anxious to get back to. Not having any kind of action for the last two weeks is driving me insane. I've been horny all the time for the last week, and I'm starting to feel like I can actually have some fun, either alone or with another, to get some relief. Watching videos and pictures on the Internet only adds to the tension. And chatting with another while watching does it even more so. (If anyone wants to chat, just let me know. I'm jancd66 on Yahoo.)

And the urge to go out and buy some new panties, hosiery, and shoes is also mounting. Although I don't think I should go shopping until I have an orgasm or ten else I'm bound to both buy every sexy thing I find and possibly cum in my panties while shopping. I'm that horned out! I was reading this post over at The Panty Drawer about him buying a new pair of heels. I'm ready to go buy new shoes!! And I just lust over Nine West's. Maybe this is too pervy for you, but I not only love to put them on my feet, but slipping my cock into the toe of a nice pair of leather pumps (open or closed toe) and cradling my balls in the heel just feels so wonderful. A women's size 8 offers just the perfect snug fit. Strappy sandals or slingbacks are great too as I can tie them tighter around everything. The only thing that is better is if the shoe has been well worn by a woman. Knowing that my cock is in the same place where her heavenly foot has been is almost enough to get me off with no hands. The best feeling is when receiving a footjob when she's wearing sandals - she can put my cock between the bottom of her foot and the inside sole of her shoe, or I can snug the tip of my cock into her toes and the shoe sole. And if she's wearing hosiery, that opens up a lot of new possibilities!!

Okay folks, enough about writing about how horny I am, and now to take matters into my own hands and do something about it!

Just a quick post for today. You probably noticed the new layout. It was time for some refreshing. I also cleaned up the blogroll to the right. If you noticed that something is missing, your blog is under the wrong heading, its not there, or you want it to be, just drop me a comment.

This past week has been a strange one. I had inguinal hernia surgery on Monday, and my lower right abdomen and groin have been swollen and sore. Not so bad today (Friday), but Tuesday was icky. The doc prescribed oxy-contin with APAP for pain. I'd never taken the stuff before, but I knew that it was addictive. The drug info sheet also said it could cause nausea and constipation. So I just took half a pill on Monday evening, and then two other halves on Tuesday. That's all I could stand. It was making me too nauseous. I don't know how folks get hooked on this crap. Then the constipation (no need to say more).

I did a lot of reading and TV watching (boring). Yesterday I spent some time on the internets and had a nice chat with a friend. One book I read was "The Buzzard" by John Gorman. Its about the glory days of WMMS, The radio station of the '70's and early '80's. I grew up in northern Ohio and listened to the station when I was in high school and while at home in college. It was tops. Since then, the station's been nothing like it.

HELP: Anyone have any idea how to change the font size and line spacing for the blogroll?

Hey kids! Just letting you know I'll be out of the blogsphere for about the next week. No need to panic just yet. Don't forget your towel.

I've been working on remodeling the blog, so that's my lame excuse for not posting since last week. Blogger has a lot of new features, and the blogroll needs a vast pruning. Hopefully it won't be too long until I'm done.


WW #39

1.) Do you drive with your hands at 10 and 2 on the wheel? Usually so when I'm driving around town or on the highway.


2.) How long do you keep cards given to you on birthdays and holidays before throwing them away? If you don't throw them out, what do you do with them? I save the funny ones, and lately any that make sounds/play music. Especially if they are the Hoops & YoYo variety!


3.) If, when you die, you could will any one of your characteristics to your children (child/future children), what would it be and why? Determination. Just because someone says "no" doesn't mean that I can't do it.


4.) What is the best personality trait you got from your mother and the best personality trait that you got from your father? An eye for fashion from my Mom. She has a pretty good eye for it. From my Dad, being very accepting of others, no matter their lot in life.


5.) What is something that you wish you had a better understanding of? Using the different types of hops, malts, and yeasts for brewing beer. There are a lot of varieties out there, and not every combination makes a good tasting beer. Its a complex science and the best way to learn is by doing. I just need more time!


6.) What makes you nervous? Needles. And being near very beautiful women. I mean, if I were near bloggers like Maureen, LeDemure, Aughra, KK, Amorous Rocker, Sabrina, to name a few, I'd be a nervous wreck - anything I say or do would (in my mind) always be the wrong thing.

7.) What is the strangest household object that you have ever or would ever use for help in masturbation? Probably melons would be the strangest. Just cut a hole of sufficient diameter and plunge right in!


8.) What do you have sitting on the countertop in your bathroom? Toothbrush in holder, face soap, and hand soap. I don't like clutter.

I missed a few Wednesday Weirdnesses so here are the last two:

Wednesday Weirdness #38: Hypothetical!Questions

1- Times are hard and you get laid off. You turn to the adult entertainment industry and decide to get into sexing it up on camera. You're now a porn star. Even though you now do porn for a living, you still hold on to a little morale, ethics and dignity. What are 3 things, sexually, that you rule out as absolutely not happenings no matter the amount of money?
1) An all-male scene. I don't think I'd mind working intimately with another male as long as there were a few women involved.
2) Tongue in ass. Licking around it is fine, sticking it in is not.
3) Working with anyone under 21 or a relative.
4) And animals, blood, or scat.

2- Pretend you spent a busy day running errands and come home in the afternoon when no one else is home. You come in, sit things down and head to the kitchen. You find a dead body laying in the kitchen floor. What would you do? Call the police. And hope that the cause of death wasn't due to eating something in the refrigerator that I should have thrown out long ago. Or start roasting that leg of lamb to serve to the cops when they arrive (know where that came from?).

3- After some extensive testing, scientists found out you have a special supernatural skill that could be put to use to save 20,000 men and women all over the world. The only catch is after you use it, you will die. If you don't use it, 30,000 people will die but you'll still be alive and won't suffer any illness or strange side effects of your special supernatural skill. Are you willing to sacrifice your life for 20,000 people? Ouch! The tough question. Not knowing who those people are makes it easy to not sacrifice myself. However, knowing that they will die makes it very difficult to refuse. I need more info!

4- You are at a concert. A fight breaks out and the person in front of you gets hit by the person beside you. They turn around and think it's you and no amount of reasoning will convince them otherwise. They are taller by several inches and outweigh you by around 50 pounds. You are about to get punched and possibly manhandled. How do you get out of it and avoid injury? Run like hell! I'm not much of a fighter, especially over something as petty as this. I mean, me fighting them isn't going to accomplish much.

5- You're having a dinner party with your close friends. One close friend asks if it is fine if they bring a date along. You ask your friend if their date is someone they trust to act well mannered and respectful to others. Your friend sings the praises of their date and you agree to let them bring their date to the dinner party. Once there, their date turns out to be crude, obnoxious, disrespectful and all around a real vile ass to be around. Do you tough it out and later apologize to your other guests? Pull your friend aside and tell them to reign in their date? Confront the friends date about their vile behavior? I'd call the guest out in front of everyone. Sometimes embarrassment is the best way to deal with crude behavior.

6- You go to the grocery store and bump carts with a woman. She gets angry and chants at you in gibberish. She smiles, informing you that she has cursed you to never have sex again unless you pay for it. You roll your eyes and walk off. 2 years later and you haven't had any sexual contact with another person since that day. Do you start paying for sex or just never have sexual contact with another person again? I'd go back to the store to find her and marry her. That way she'd either have to lift the curse or also go without sex.

7- Your really good friend is going to their grandmother's house for dinner and invites you along. You make sure it is fine with their grandmother and she says to come along if you like, she has made more than enough food to feed you too. You go. While there, you accidentally break something extremely valuable to your friends grandmother. Do you hide it and pretend nothing every happened or come clean? I'd fess up - its not cool to lie to a grandmother!


Wednesday Weirdness #37:

1. Why do you keep a blog? Two reasons: 1) To write about things on my mind that I can't express in other places. Crossdressing and sexual fetishes aren't exactly topics for dinner conversation, at least with the friends I have. 2) To keep a list of the blogs and other websites that I like to read. I also figure that the people that read my blog might like to check out the things that pique my interest.

2. Who is one long lost blogger you wish would come back? I wish Dark Lady would post more. And that Johnny Rat would re-open his blog so I could read it. And that Footman would re-start his old blog. Ooops, that's 3!

3. If you made a New Year's Resolution, did you break it already? If you did not make one, why? No resolutions for me. I stopped making them years ago.

4. People who still have their outside Christmas lights up. Festive or Lazy? Discuss. I still have some up outside - just some strands of white lights on a tree in the front lawn. I think it looks nice to keep the lights on during these dark days of winter.

5. What is the last annoying song that got trapped in your head? The Wii music from the Wii Play and Wii Sports games pop up in my head way too often.

6. Have you ever worn or tried edible underwear? What are your thoughts on it? Nope, not yet. The though of being able to eat something that she's been wearing does sound attractive. It would depend on what its made of. Hopefully not like the dried fruit strips. Maybe the candy necklace type.

Bonus: If you could do one bad thing and get away with it, what would you do and why? Wear white in winter! Seriously though, I'd love to spend a whole week with a domme.

TMI Tuesday #169:

1. On a scale of 1-10, how satisfied are you with your sex life? It's at about a 6. There's definitely room for improvement. Frequency is what's lacking, and time is the one thing that is most needed to increase it. I could also use a good lengthy dose of "me time" - just time by myself to masturbate and dive into crossdressing for a longer length of time. There's nothing quite like sitting down and looking at a few new porn magazines (like Leg Show), looking at porn on the Internet (xhampster, RedTube, VoyerWeb, or any of the various links on the right) or on DVD, and masturbating. One new site that I just found is Fantasti. It has videos and a decent chat room. Chatting is another thing I like to do while stimulating myself, either in a chat room, in Yahoo chat, or even on the telephone. Part of the attraction is just connecting with someone else during such an intimate time, and the excitement of interacting with a new person.

Anyway, what I really need is a business trip to take me somewhere for a few days. I'd be able to take my girl-clothes, some of my porn, and have some fun at the hotel. Once I'm at my room, I'd strip off my clothes and take a nice warm bath with some scented soaps, apply some scented lotions, and then dress up in a new pair of stockings, garter belt, string bikini, and bra. If it were near dinner time, I'd then put on a pair of women's jeans, a not-too-feminine button-down shirt, a low pair of heels, and head out for dinner or, more likely, shopping! Shopping is always fun. Its always interesting to see of the saleswomen notice that I'm wearing women's clothes. If they don't, they usually ask "What size is she?" or something similar. If they do notice, then they are either much more accommodating ("Let me help you find something to go with that.") or they just ignore me. Either way is okay by me. Then maybe to a coffee shop, again to see if anyone notices my clothes. One sure way to get noticed is to wear higher heels, or to wear a tighter shirt, or wear a shirt or pants that are obviously women's.

Then back to the hotel room. I'll take off my shirt and pants, leave the lingerie on, and put on a sexier pair of heels. Then out comes the laptop and any magazines I've brought. I'll page through them while on-line in a chat room or watching a DVD, edging for hours. If I have my camera with me, I'll take some pictures (let me know if you have a Flickr account and I can give you Friends & Family access to those pictures - hopefully you have some too).

2. If someone shoves you up against a wall while kissing you, your reaction is? "Why isn't her hand unbuckling my belt and pulling down my pants?"

3. What is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done or said to you? "Take those pants off now!"

4. Where is the most unusual place you have ever had sex? Nothing out of the ordinary for me yet. Although Costa Rica was the most exotic.

5. How do you liked to be kissed? Long kisses with lots of tongue.

Bonus (as in optional): Most embarrassing sexual moment? It would be the few times of premature ejaculation. Nothings worse than cumming before either of us wants me to.

Please excuse the lack of posting lately. My Mac has been malfunctioning and is in the shop. The time away has given me some time to think about where this blog is going. Any feedback on the things you like or dislike is appreciated. Do I go off the deep end of pervdom? Go to the other end of the spectrum? ??