And Now for Something Completely Different...

I ran across this post at Anne's blog which has inspired another post about: Toast! If any of you live or lived in Indiana (as I once did), or live in a city that has the syndicated Bob & Tom Show on the morning radio, you may have hear of Heywood Banks. This one man has done more for the promotion of toast than anyone except toaster manufacturers and bread bakers with his song about toast. Either way, remeber this the next time you eat breakfast.


"Toast" by Heywood Banks

All around the country and coast to coast
People always say, "what do you like most?"
I don’t want to brag, I don’t want to boast
I always tell ‘em, "I like toast."
YEAH, TOAST!!
YEAH, TOAST!!

I get up in the morning ‘bout six A.M.
Have a little jelly, have a little jam
Take a piece of bread, put it in the slot
Push down the lever and the wires get hot,
I get toast.
YEAH, TOAST!
YEAH, TOAST!

Now, there’s no secret to toasting perfection
There’s a dial on the side and you make your selection
Push to the dark or the light and then
If it pops too soon, press down again
Make toast.
YEAH, TOAST!
YEAH, TOAST!

When the first caveman drove in from the drags
Didn’t know what would go with the bacon and the eggs
Must have met a genius, got it in his head
Plug the toaster in the wall, buy a bag of bread
Make toast.
YEAH, TOAST!
YEAH, TOAST!

Oui Monsieur, bonjour coquette,
Une croissant? Et vous auvent?
Maurice Chevalier, Eiffel Tower,
Oui Marie, baguette, bonsoir!
FRENCH TOAST!
FRENCH TOAST!

In Chicago or (fill in location).....TOAST!!!!

Here's the animated version.

I've been meaning to post these pictures that were published in Life magazine about two weeks ago.

Car update: The insurance adjuster called and said that my car is repairable. The repair shop said that it is repairable, but it could have been a total loss as the car is 9 years old. I'm so relieved that it can be repaired. Although the prospect of a new car is always exciting, the reason for it this time would not make it a joyous event. I'm glad I'll be able to have this one for hopefully five or more years.

Its not that I am particularly fond of a Honda Accord, but it is paid for and I'm cheap. Why buy something new when the one you have works? I have also wanted to see how many miles I could get on it before it breaks down on its own. A friend of mine has one with over 300K miles. It looks like crap, and it won't die. I also started looking a new cars earlier in the week just in case. I'm not too impressed with what's out there that would make a suitable replacement. The one I really want (Mini Cooper) is going to get some upgrades later this year. The Honda Civic, the practical replacement, doesn't offer much more that my Accord, except better gas mileage.

That is all.
Sheen V

I came across this blogger while surfing this morning, The Masturbatrix. She has three blogs,
Diary of a Phone Sex Madame, A Woman with a Male Masturbation Fetish, and Orgasm Denial Games. After reading some of the blogs, this woman really knows and understands people who call phone sex lines. I'll have to give her a try sometime.

I admit that I'm a phone sex caller. I started when I was in my 4th year of college (I went for five). I was living in a single dorm room. I masturbated plenty in college, and even more so when I had a single room. I would "read" the adult magazines and was curious about the phone sex advertisements in them. I called a few, and, not really knowing what to do, hung up after a few minutes.

I didn't do any more of that until after I graduated from college, got a job and moved to another state. One of the magazines had an ad for a phone service that originated in the city where I went to college, and it was relatively cheap compared to a lot of the others. I was sooo nervous when I called the first time. I remember sitting on the floor of my apartment (the furniture hadn't arrived yet) naked. I told the girl my name and she told me hers. We chit-chatted a while, all the time I was stroking it. Just hearing her voice made me hard and excited - she really didn't' need to moan and groan, but we did as that's what I thought I was supposed to do. I don't remember much more about it other than the feeling of exhilaration caused by "exposing" myself to another person while masturbating. It was such a thrill. Even to this day, that's what makes the calls so very satisfying - its revealing myself to another in such an intimate way.

Over the years that I lived in that apartment, I called many different lines. Some were just plain lousy and I never called them back. Others were excellent, and didn't stay around too long for some reason. The one I mentioned in the previous paragraph is one of them (e-mail me if you want the number. I'd post a link, but they don't have a website). Anymore, there is just that line and one other that I call. Both services offer consistently great women to talk to. I just wish that the women would stay at these places longer. It seems that just as I get to know and enjoy a particular woman, she's gone.

I don't call so much anymore as my SO takes care of a lot of those needs now. I only call them when I'm alone, either at home or if I'm traveling. I don't call them every time I masturbate, mostly just when I need a big tension release or am lonely. Its a way to combine all of my interests (crossdressing, submission, humiliation) into a focused time. Again, its still not so much about how she talks, its more the revealing of myself that's the biggest turn on.

I'm that jackass....

You know when your driving down the highway and you see that traffic is starting to slow down, and eventually you see that there's an accident. Well, I'm that jackass that caused one yesterday. I still can't believe that I did such a stupid thing. I've never had an accident before - causing or receiving. I'm driving up the on-ramp and I see the cars in front of me also going up it. I look over my left shoulder to check for on-coming traffic, look to the front, and slam on the brakes - BAM! I hit the guy in front of me. We're both okay, no injuries.

His car was 10 days old. My cars was 9 years old, about 89K miles on it, and I just bought new tires and all new drive belts. I wanted to keep it for another few years, at least to 100K. The repair shop said it might cost $5K to fix, and that's about the Blue Book value of it.

I think the worst part of this is that I'm the cause of it. I've inconvenienced the guy in front of me, his family, the tow truck operator, the police officers, the EMS guys, my family, the insurance company. Not just last night, but for a while. I've let these people down due to my own stupidity. And I'll pay for it - my insurance will go up, I've either have to fix my car (if it doesn't get totalled) or I now have to buy a new car.

Emotionally I feel awful. I replay what happened in my head and think that if I had just done something different - left work earlier or later, taken a different route, swerved instead of slam on the brakes. I'm generally not an irresponsible person. But I've done this irresponsible act.

I don't usually talk about politics, and I'm going to make this one exception. The President is going to address the nation about a troop "surge". Okay. Let me think about this one.

Let's look at it from the insurgents point of view: "Bush tells me that he's going to send 20,000 more troops to kill me and my friends. Hmmm." The smart insurgent might think "It won't happen overnight, so I'll just hop in my car/truck/sandals and make my way out of the area/country until the troops arrive, let the martyrs fight, and then come back once they leave to fight again." The martyr insurgent might think "Here's my chance to die for my people/religion/tribe. I'll go to the war zone (if I'm not already in it) and just let loose on anything that's not in my group. Body counts don't matter much to my insurgent leadership. In fact, they want me to die fighting. None of them are going to be on the wrong end of a political backlash the way it happens in America. We have no Congress to threaten a funding cut. Its just a free-for-all for us insurgents."

Either way, tipping his hat to the other side is no way to reach his objective, IMO. I mean, why are the insurgents as successfull as they are?: They don't broadcast their plans weeks in advance. If the US wants to hit them hard, do it by suprise.

Maybe I'm way off base thinking this. Someone tell me so if I am. I do support our troops, and every death (ours or theirs) is a failure on both side's.

That is all,
Sheen V

Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrgh!!!

That's my reaction to:
a) The Buckeye's offensive line falling apart last night.

b) The Buckeye's defense falling apart last night.

c) The Buckeyes failing to adapt to Florida's game.

d) The inability of the Buckeye's coaching staff to try something different once Florida figured out that OSU would just keep using the same old plays possession after possession.

e) The frustration I'm feeling as I'm considering getting the cable company's cable TV, internet, and phone service since Verizon refuses to extend service into my neighborhood.

If you picked all of the above, you're right! I can't believe how they fell apart last night. It was almost too painful to watch. If it were a closer game, I wouldn't feel so bad for the team. What happened? The news reports I read this morning didn't have too much to say about the players' and coaches' thoughts and reactions to the game. I'm sure there will be more as the week progresses. On the bright side, they did have a perfect regular season, won outright the Big Ten title, and Troy Smith won the Heisman Trophy. That's a lot to be proud of. They are losers only if they allow this to get the best of them.

Oh, and I really am frustrated with my internet options. Verizon won't run DSL to my neighborhood ("It's too far between switching stations. It's in our 10-year plan."). And I've always regarded the cable company as the Fourth Axis of Evil. But. Going with their TV/internet/phone plan for $99/month for a 2-year agreement is almost absurd to pass up. Its cheaper that those services separately. I just have to figure out where I can mount the modem/router in my house. I'm thinking of setting up a wireless system as there is no cable near where I have the computer. The engineer in me wants to lay it all out, but I should just let the installer figure it out.

That is all,
Sheen V

Is there some tradition in particular that each year puts you into the Christmas (or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or Festivus) mood? Maybe not the cheery, sugary, “peace on earth, goodwill towards men/women/human/animal/plant/atomic structure” mood, but the “hey, its that time of year” mood. For me it is listening to “The Police at Christmas” recording that I made back in 1984 off of a radio special on WMMS 100.7FM in Cleveland, Ohio. I pretty much just listen to it at this time of year. It amazingly has held up all of these years; not too much degradation. The show featured live and studio recordings from the various albums, interviews with the band members and managers telling about their Christmas memories, and recordings from their solo projects. If you were/are a big fan of The Police, it is an excellent program. I need to transfer the tape to CD sometime soon before it wears out.

Stop. Think. Suicide is not the answer.

You may have heard about this latest teen suicide on the news. I live in a neighboring township. I was at the middle school just this past weekend. I run past the high school all the time. I eat at the restraunt that bears his family's name. "Tragedy" doesn't begin to describe it. I didn't know the family, but the community just doesn't seem like a place where this could happen. Stop. Think. Suicide is not the answer. Stop. Think.

An Informal Survey

I've noticed over the last 6 months or so that we have sex most often and more frequently just before "Aunt Flo" comes to visit us each month for a week. I have a hunch that it might be the pheromones she gives off at that time. I hope this isn't too gross of a subject for you. So, male and female readers, if you don't have sex frequently throughout the month, do you recall having it more often just before her period starts as compared to other times of the month?

I've been tagged..."6 Weird Things"

I've been tagged by Mike and Eva

Each player of this game starts with the '6 weird things about you.' People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says 'you are tagged' in their comments and tell them to read your blog."Weird" as defined as "sufficiently different from the norm to make the average reader say 'Huh?" or 'Hmmmm'." Leave out sexual traits, since you know most of them by now, and concentrated on personality quirks that we hope you might find interesting, if not truly deviant. The six lucky (or not) new participants are named at the end of this entry.

This is a tough one - the more blogs I read, the less weird I think I am. Anyway, I list the them here as required.

1. "The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it." Ok, so I'm not Dr. Evil (or even his son Scott (the Diet Coke of evil)). But I do keep the scrotum shorn and would like to be beaten by Vilma...

2. Crossdressing. Sure, there are a lot of crossdressers out there, more than you might think. I'm not into crossdressing to be able to "pass" in public, nor do I want to be a woman. I enjoy the feeling of wearing women's' clothes. I love the feeling of wearing hosiery, wearing the various styles of panties and bras. I always wear women's panties, and frequently hosiery, under my male clothes. When I wear women's clothes that can be seen in public, it is more of an androgynous look - pants, jeans, simple blouses. Never a dress with two-days growth on my face! lol

3. Maybe I have an OCD (obsessive-compulsive disorder). I should have been an accountant. I keep track of my personal income & expenses every month on a spreadsheet and graph the results & trends. I log all the miles I run every month and keep a running total for the year. I log all the races I run in - distance, time, pace, bib number, and average the results. When I look at Leg Show magazine, I rate every woman's pictorial based on the number of breasts, feet, legs, ass, pussy, and face shots are in each picture. (Tell me that's not weird, lol!) My CD collection used to be in alphabetical order and divided by genre until she started moving things around.

4. My deep, dark fantasies are a bit weird. I've written a few of them here, and there are always lots more floating around in my heads (you know, the one on my shoulders and the one on the end of my cock). Most involve humiliation, submission, bondage, and crossdressing. What I wouldn't do to serve a woman (or women) that treats me like crap all the while wearing women's clothes. I'd also love to do nothing but bring her to (multiple) orgasms while my sexual needs go unfulfilled. This is probably something most people would think "I just don't understand this. wouldn't men want to be the dominant one?" But that's why its on the list.

5. I still like watching Star Trek when I get a chance. I also like watching anime films (or Japanimation to others). Some of the better films are so much better drawn than American films, e.g., Akira, Ghost in the Shell, Wings of Honneamise. And then there's the other stuff that's just fun to watch, e.g., Speed Racer, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Urusei Yatsura, Project A-Ko.

6. I have a fetish for women's feet, women's hosiery-clad legs & feet, and seeing women in nice shoes that display their feet. I'm drawn to them like iron to a magnet. Tease me relentlessly with a glimpses of your legs or feet. Keep me guessing if you are wearing stockings or pantyhose. I'll be putty in your hands. The ultimate pleasure is a footjob after you've allowed me to give you a foot massage.

Rather than pick six others, I'll let the readers take this task upon themselves. Just let me know that you've done it so I can read your list.

Argh! Its been one of those last couple of weeks. Nothing seems to be going completely right. There's always that small detail that is wrong that throws everything off kilter. It is very frustrating to say the least. Just when I think things are going to be completed, something happens and more work is required to finish. I haven't been posting lately due to this. I hope to find more time in the near future. The frustration leads to desires to crossdress more and more, to escape to somewhere to get away from it all for a short time, to have many orgasms. I feel the desire to go beyond wearing the day-to-day panties and hosiery, to go shopping for some new girl-clothes, especially some heels. As soon as I can finish this crap....

Buckeyes 12-0!! #1!!

Did you see The Game?! What a game!! Very evenly matched teams, if you ask me. There were a few times I just about thought victory would be snatched away from Ohio State's hands, but both teams seemed to make game-breaking mistakes that evened it out. Read more about it here. Regardless, there is no doubt who the top ranked team in the nation is: The Buckeyes of The Ohio State University!!

Race report: I ran in the Philly Marathon yesterday. No, not the whole thing (yet). I was part of a rely team. The four members in our team ran legs of 10 miles, 4 miles, 6 miles, and 6.2 miles. I had the 6-mile leg. Not sure what my time was as I wasn't wearing a watch and the time clocks weren't set up near the switching points. I felt like I ran pretty well. So well that, after passing the ID chip to my teammate, I ran the last 6.2 miles to the finish line. Feeling great today! I really enjoy running in these large races. Its fun to run with a lot of people and socialize. What is interesting about running the relay is having fresh legs and running faster than almost everyone else is in the second half of the race. I sometimes felt bad that I was passing people with ease when they were obviously having trouble just to keep going. I will be one of them some day...

Its been a crazy week!! Argh!! I'm too stressed out right now!! I need some private time to "work on things", hint, hint, nudge, nudge, say no more, say no more. It seems like time compresses greatly just before the holidays. Things that were simple before become almost unmanageable. The timelines at work start getting shorter and more activities get added to them.

This weekend is the game. OSU vs. Michigan, both teams undefeated, at "The 'shoe" in Columbus. I have a feeling that I might become busy, again (see above paragraph), to see any or all of the game. This has happened more times than I care to count. Argh!!

The Buckeyes are now 10-0 after beating Illinois last weekend. I didn’t see it as I was out shopping for a new dining room table. This weekend is Northwestern, then that university up north (who’s name I just don’t say in polite company) comes down to Columbus for the final game.

“The Trouble with Tribbles” was the latest remastered Star Trek episode to air. I’m really getting used to the new CGI effects after watching the old versions on DVD. The planets do look a lot better, as do the perspectives from which the ships are filmed (well, they really aren’t “filmed”, but what’s the right word?). If they could somehow make the ships look less CGI-ed, they’ed really have it nailed.

I had a strange dream Saturday night that brings to mind the question “What if?”. I’m writing this down just so I can think it though, so no comments are necessary. It was one of those dreams that involves people from different times of my life that in no way could have known each other or been in the same place in real life. Do you have dreams like these? I have them more often than others. What made this one stand out is that it involved a particular girl that I knew in college. No, not involved like you’re thinking (I wish it did!). In fact, I can’t even remember how she was involved in the dream.

Anyway, when I was in college, we started off in the same class (along the way I switched to the 5-year plan). I knew who she was, and to me, she was absolutely beautiful, had a great personality (very down to earth), was in the top few of the class, and came from a very well-to-do family. (My best friend thought she talked way too much and was just another brainiac to be avoided as they ruined the grading curve for average folks like us.) I admired her from a few rows back in the various classes we took together. I assumed all along that she had no idea who I was. As time went by, we got to be on a first-name basis, but no further as we had different circles of friends. Luckily by her senior year, I was fortunate to spend some time with her at a couple of events where we weren’t with our usual circles of friends. Me, being the shy, low self-esteemed geek, didn’t try to take things any further than just spending those few days hanging out together. At the time I figured that since she would be graduating a year ahead of me and near the top of the class, that she’d not be interested in me. I wish someone would have smacked me up side the head and yelled “Get a clue!!!” (Ironically, my friend that couldn’t stand the brainiacs in the class ahead of us went on to date and marry another one of them. I guess all of my preaching to him that there was no reason to dislike them actually sunk in, lol.)

I lost touch with her after she graduated, and then I moved to another state after my graduation. By chance a couple of years later I went back to the city where I went to school with some friends, and I ran into her at a “First Friday” art gallery crawl that I hadn’t even planned on attending. We talked a bit, and, again, me being a dork, didn’t follow through. She was in law school. Again, I wish someone would have smacked me up side the head and yelled “Get a clue!!!” Long story short, I Googled her and found that she’s married and a very successful lawyer.

So I was thinking yesterday “What if…I had perused her? Where would I be now? What would life be like?” Tough to say. That assumes that she had the same feelings for me back then. Perhaps she did. Perhaps she didn’t. Perhaps she just thought of me as an acquaintance. Perhaps. But then I wouldn’t be where I am now. I would not be blessed with the friends and family I have here. I would not be enjoying the things in life that I now do. I would not be the me that I am. Or perhaps…

One reader asked recently if I'm going to crossdress for Halloween this year. I'm not. I do really want to. I really, really, really want to. I just don't have a party to go to. Over the weekend some friends and I met at a bar to have a "surprise" birthday party for me and the bar had a costume contest that I didn't know about. Had I know, I might have dressed up. There was one guy dressed as a cocktail waitress and the other as a Playboy bunny, both quite comical. And being comical is the key to pulling it off. Had I dressed up and not been, people might have thought that I was much too comfortable and at ease in women's clothes for just Halloween. And I think my outfit would have fit me much better then theirs did.

Oh, and the Buckeyes are 9-0!!!

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I copied this meme from Hiromi:

1. One book that changed your life.
Not really an earth-shattering change, but Dune by Frank Herbert (science fiction) really drove home the concept of conservation and recycling.

2. One Book That You've Read More Than Once.
I can't just stop at one: Dune (and the rest of the series that Frank wrote), The Lord of the Rings series, The Joy of Homebrewing, Cosmos, and a bunch of the '70's Star Trek books.

3. One Book That You'd Want On A Deserted Island: Gardening for One on a Desert Island. No, its not a real book.

4. One Book That Made You Laugh: Sienfeld

5. One Book That Made You Cry.
None that I can think of, although my differential equations math course book in college made me come close to crying in frustration.

6. One Book That You Wish You Had Written.
SPC for the Rest of Us. Its a great book on explaining statistical process control. I'm not a statistician, but this book really made sense of the subject to me.

7. One Book You Wish Had Never Been Written.
Don't know. I'm sure there's one that is so poorly written that it doesn't make any sense to anyone but the author.

8. One Book That You Are Reading Right Now.
I'm between books right now. The next one will be Dune: The Machine Crusade. As I mentioned in a previous post, these new books aren't as great as the originals, but its interesting to see how the stories develop.

9. One Book That You Have Been Meaning To Read.
I've a long list of them. I've read several science fiction "Best of..." Compilations of various authors' short stories that I'd like to read more of some of the authors.

10. Tag five others that you would like to do this meme.
To quote Hiromi "Anyone who's reading this, but please let me know in comments so I can go have a look."

The Buckeyes are now 8-0 after beating Indiana last weekend. I was not able to watch it as it was broadcast on ESPN-U which my cable provider doesn’t. Minnesota is up this weekend, and hopefully it will be on a channel that I receive.

This is going to be a busy weekend as I have two 5K races, one Saturday morning and the other Sunday morning. I haven’t run back-to-back races before, so I’m interested in seeing how I’ll perform on Sunday.

“Arena” was the latest remastered Star Trek episode to aire. I’m getting used to the new CGI effects. Call me a nit-picker, but a blinking Gorn?! Is nothing sacred?! rotflmao

Star Trek Remastered

Has anyone been watching the remastered original series Star Trek? What do you think? If you don't like to hear me nit-pick, just move along....

I have mixed feelings after watching a few of the episodes. The first thing I don't like is the updated opening theme music. They added a female voice to it. That is not what I don't like, it actually sounds pretty good. The original music changed from season to season, so just by listening to the music, I could identify in which season that episode was made. Sure, I know which episode belongs to which season by title (or even within the first 30 seconds of watching a specific episode).

They're also using CGI to replace the planets and the Enterprise when viewed from space, as well as some details within the ship. The planets look beautiful. In the episode I, Mudd, the android Norman opens a panel on his stomach to show Kirk that his is an android. This was CGI'ed in the remaster. Sure, it looks good and the effect is smoothly inlaid. However, the "roughness" of late '60's TV production and special effects technology are two of the things that gave the series character. (Remember when The Twilight Zone recorded a few episodes using tape rather than film?) The new effects just look too "new" to me to blend in seamlessly.

And scenes are landing on the cutting room floor. I don't know if this is something that the local TV station or the production company is doing. For example, in The City on the Edge of Forever, in the scene where the guy takes McCoy's phaser when McCoy passes out in the alley, the part where he overloads the phaser and is obliterated was cut. Not a big scene in the episode, but it makes on wonder how much more is being removed.

Ok, I'll take my Spock ears off now...