Archive for September, 2008

Moments Of Embarrassment

Posted in Article with tags , , on September 30, 2008 by Radagast

One of things that the scene has done for me is allow me to work through a lot of the shyness that I was cursed with most of my life. There are those moments, though…

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Another Travel Day

Posted in Article with tags , on September 29, 2008 by Radagast

On the way home from SF today and am sure I need a vacation from the vacation (which may be what work will seem like this week). Fortunately, there will be an OTK Night at Paddles this coming Saturday which will allow me to shed any taint of tourism still lingering in my soul for some good old fashioned spanking debauchery. I hope a lot of folks come out because I will definitely need to spank three different people that evening (other than Sandy).

Anyway, it’s off to the airport and the Jet Blue flight to JFK. Episodes 6-10 of Season One of Heroes will be viewed to while away the time.

Folsom (Updated)

Posted in Article with tags on September 28, 2008 by Radagast

Our last full day in San Francisco and we’re off to the Folsom Street Fair.

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The 24/7 Thing

Posted in Article with tags , on September 27, 2008 by Radagast

There’s a reason I don’t engage in an around the clock DD or D/s relationship.

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Pet Peeve #53

Posted in Article with tags , on September 26, 2008 by Radagast

Is someone looking at me? OMG, someone is looking at me. Hey…look at me!

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A Little Party Last Night

Posted in Article with tags , , on September 25, 2008 by Radagast

Spent the day exploring Haight St., Golden Gate Park and the Ferry Terminal (as well as using the Muni transportation system in SF). Spent last night at a scene friends house with other members of the Secret Society™ for an impromptu dinner and play party.

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People Who Need People

Posted in Article with tags , on September 24, 2008 by Radagast

I’m a sucker for Streisand singing that song especially when she really belts it out near the end. If there are people in the scene that are looking, why can’t they seem to find each other?

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