HNT? Not really . . . butts

On one hand, I feel that I am not a good blogger. In fact, the more time goes on, the more I feel like I am blog unworthy. On the other hand, as VSK and I move into a more comfortable playspace in our relationship, the usable tension that fuels blogging has dissipated to some degree. The last two weeks we've tried some swing clubs and frankly we've had a great time. So much so that we'll most likely go back and try it again this next weekend.

Last Friday we ended up in a fun scrum with another couple, which ended after orgasms all around with those classic lines, "by the way my name is ______. " Hilarious. We also saw someone who I never in a million years would have thought goes to swinger clubs. VSK got some eye contact and came back to the scrum saying "I touched him!" More hilarity. Now we simply mention his name and we start cracking up. Truth is much stranger than fiction.

So why write a blog? Its getting well nigh on time to reinvent this one. We have become too drama free to make a good read. And as far as my far flung theories of sexual community, the world is almost ready but by the time it is the wave will have broken and washed away my identity. I see how many in our blog roll seem to be choosing their real lives over their virtual ones. This is a good thing. We all need to support our fellow freak's actions in the real world. By the way, my name is ________. Hope to see you behaving wildly in the real world.