HNT and fighting the good fight

VSK and I have our moments, just like any other couple. One problem comes from familiarity: "hey haven't we had this fight before?" The temptation is to not fight when the problem seems familiar. And yet if we don't state our positions, defend them, haggle and eventually make up it leave a residue of resentment. That residue will leave stains, let me tell you. I've seen the residue build up in many a friend's coupledom and eventually turn into something that can't be fixed. Replacement is required. That's not the idea, I don't think.

So this last week there have been moments when I want to come right on out of my skin. Lucky for me VSK is pretty good at using her skin to talk me off the edge of the cliff and back to some sexy sanity. Happier now and back in bed, and enjoying the good graces of a woman who manages to almost always fight the good fight. HHNT!

More Organ HNT

The dream I had last night, among many which I figure were generated in large part by the amount and temperature of the salsa which I drenched my baked potato with, was populated by a rock band, putatively Pink Floyd. I was in the audience. Given that VSK has been "tired" lately, you could read into the dream the larger issue of its been a while since we've played and a few days since we've fucked. Regardless, the band moved into a subtle jam which focused on David Gilmour, playing an organ. He was babying it and I raised my hand or otherwise got his attention. "More Organ!" I shouted. With that he moved to a bigger longer organ behind him and as the volume roared, with each chord some sort of multi-colored worm like creatures or robots jumped out of his instrument, some looking like miniature barber poles, some like psychedelic mushrooms. Tell you what, I'd like to see that for real.

What you all would like to see is "More Kitten." Without further ado . . .

I give you VSK!

Swingtown

CBS is beginning to promote a new show, Swingtown, from the director of "Big Love" and "Rome." The pilot is May 29th. My intuition tells me that this cannot work in a country as repressed and hypocritical as ours, but wtf, Big Love, Weeds, Six Feet Under, Dexter, etc etc might just as well be evidence that we can handle a show about alternative lifestyles. As long as its not another "Ice Storm" I'll be happy. What kinda bugs me is that its set in the 1970s. Placing it at a historical remove is logical, but it might also open up some room for denial. And derision. I wonder if they need technical support with the writers . . .

Skull fucking Tuesday

I don't know if you read the Onion or not but I spent a fair amount of the weekend laughing about a video on their website about a move to outlaw skull-fucking. Ah, where would the world be without skullfuckery? Thusly motivated, VSK and I had a little interlude last night that while not actual ocular skull-fucking, still was quite satisfying for both of us. It helped that I had VSK's arms tied behind her, and later this proved enjoyable as I hoisted her on the bed for some fun clitoral dick-slapping, oral pleasuring and final traditional missionary thrusting. This dress will be forever know to me as her skull fucking dress. Scroll up and down for live action fun!

Next Level and HNT

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