Just sneaking back onto this old place to let those of you who are on Fetlife know that I have taken residence over there and continue to write on a regular basis in a group called Radspace: The Fet Generation. It’s pretty much like this place was except that it’s more a forum than a blog and requires Fetlife membership to see (but it’s free — you should join NOW).
Here’s the link: http://fetlife.com/groups/29027
Hope to see you there. Over and out.
I guess good writing is when you start with a premise and move to a conclusion — the conclusion should always come last to wrap it all up in a nice neat package. That’s good writing. However, not being a good writer, I’m going to start with the conclusion just to get it out of the way. It all comes down to this.
I have never done a video embed before but for this day I’ll make an exception. This is for a special someone out there who knows why December 23rd is an important day.
UPDATE
You know, I never really listened to the words that closely so anything that might have a negative connotation in this song — just forget that part.
I was going to make Thursday, December 23rd my final post here but I think it’s better made on December 31st. Let that be the line of demarcation between the old and the new. I guess I still have a couple of things left to say.
I mentioned last time that there have been certain pitfalls about the way I’ve presented my blog that have contributed to its demise.
After two and a half years of fun, frolics and other hijinks, I think it’s about time to start winding things down here at Radspace. I still have a few more posts in me to close things out — sort of final chapters in this saga. I believe in wrapping things up with a neat bow. I promise it won’t be as long in coming as a thirty year long Who farewell tour.
So the wife and I go to a dominant female/submissive male munch and event last night and a fun time was had. The dynamic is not my thing because I really don’t think there’s much submissive about me. However, my wife switches on a regular basis and really enjoys the Ms. Cassandra Park persona so we went.
Now that I’ve licked some of the wounds derived from Election Day (although it could have been worse), I’m finally ready to move on a bit to the alleged subject matter of this blog. I fancy myself a decent enough spanker in one form or another. However, I realize that it is a constant learning process even if I think I know what I am doing.
In New York, polls open at 6 am and close at 9 pm. This has been a public service message for all registered voters in America.
When I’m in kinky mode, I am often haunting Fetlife or Twitter and even this blog when the mood strikes. Lately my focus has shifted because of another world I involve myself in: Politics. I am not a political operative nor am I particularly involved in any national or local parties. I am just one of the many members of the Netroots that stay involved online, reading and learning and communicating with fellow political junkies about what we consider important to us. Lately I’ve found myself in the zone about our coming election and what it means to me and what I think it should mean to everyone. In these strange times, it seems that the seriousness of the political world sets my kinkiness aside for a bit. Not totally nor in any life changing way but just trumps it in importance for the moment.
