Wednesday, September 30, 2009


In between thoughts I find myself looking over at my guy, as usual. I am enjoying the fact that he is sitting there near me, relaxed, at times chuckling, thoroughly occupied in his readings and writings.

photo source 
This is not my guy, he's too shy to
have his photo posted to my blog.
So I thought I'd offer some eye candy
that would replace a fetish of mine
for a possible fetish of yours. ;)
This evening, nearing night, dark out, yes, but not quite ten, I am noting that he is wearing an interesting pair of reading glasses. He has had to wear them (reading glasses) more and more often as of late. He has brought home many a pair over the last few months, though I do believe these are my favorites. They have no rim. The handles are chrome/black, and they don't quite fit over his ears. It is not that they are too small, it is because he has the nose piece set down a bit so that they rest partially down his nose, a stripe of reflected light crossing his cheek.

I've come to like the look of my guy in glasses. Truth be told I have always liked it. There is something about it, like the something that fascinates me about the lines that crawl and transform themselves on the sides of his eyes. They are filled with the telling of so many things that brought smiles, the need to block too much sun or smoke from the tilt of his cigarettes, and the squint in hopes of seeing what lies on a page or a screen a bit better. The same lines that brought on my dear's need for reading glasses.

Sometimes these lines are impatient, crowd eachother, or smooth themselves to sleep. Always, they appeal to me. I find that they, like the reading glasses are two fetishes of mine; and a new wonder now comes to mind. How many other fetishes might I have that remain to be acknowledged and dreampt upon?

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Mahna Mahna?

I'm thinkin' so...


Did you know: Did you know that this song was originally made for a 60's porn flick? Well, sort of. For background info on this fun-loving song by Piero Umiliani, click HERE.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

I Love White Stripes

Just a guy and his sister. Raw, hard, and beyond awesome. An all the way up volume love afair between my ears and my soul... This may not be everyone's cup of tea, but I am in love with this group and am compelled to turn up the volume on my stereo every time I hear any of thier songs. And yes, you can even find a bit of Bob Dylan in some of them. They're definitely influenced by the best of the best.

Unfortunately, this guy seems to have dropped his sister after hitting it big with a song on the latest James Bond movie. Will he ever be quite as cool? I don't know.

But I do know that his and his sister's previous concoction, White Stripes, is rock that stands ground with the likes of Jimmy Hendrix, Aerosmith, Led Zeppelin, and any fine and raw rock or punk you could list that catches your soul on fire and brings the trash to the table. And I also know, that if I was a drummer, I'd be rocking out just like her, just as hard, just as raw, just as crashing as it could ever be. (How the heck she looks so calm, though, is beyond me.)

This is the live version, not the original. The original is longer and even cooler than this.


Something a bit... softer?

White Stripes bonus video. "Blue Orchid" - check out her shoes!!! :

"His" new band.

I know, I know... I'm groovin'. But I miss the sis and that raw sound.
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