Rebirth?

Dear Loyal Readers, 

After 10-12 weeks of being in the ditch, not feeling like doing more than lying in bed or sitting in my recliner. I have somewhat rallied.

Thanks for the good wishes so many of you sent me.

Last week I pushed myself to do a few of the chores that are stacked up. I work for 20 minutes, then rest.

Yes, we will quietly celebrate the 250 and feel proud to do so. We remember the 200 with the tall ships. I suppose growing up and reciting the Pledge of Allegiance every morning in grade school brainwashed us.

I don't carry a phone. We may take it when on an errand. I have never made a video with it. It's an SE, and the battery is headed south. I tried to replace the battery in a prior phone, and it burned up in a cloud of toxic fumes.

Not Us

Up until last year, I could fall asleep thinking of spanking some delightful lass. No more. So don't expect to see a diet of spanking pictures. How about spankable bottoms?

If you had asked me a few years ago if my interest in spanking would last a lifetime, I would have said yes. It would have seemed as remote as my eye color changing.

I abhor submissives - male or female. I will not be told what to do, and I have no interest in directing someone else.

I have never played computer games.  I don't think much of those who do. I live in the real world.

I don't read fiction. 30 years back, I read everything Heinlein and Asimov wrote. It was entertaining, but I moved on to history, primarily military history.

Aliens coming here or us going to another galaxy? Pure fantasy. Even traveling at light speed, it would take 250 million years to reach Andromeda. 250 million! We can't reach 10% of the speed of light.

I saw a YT of old guys roller skating. They were having fun. At low energy expended. I wish that I had learned to skate. Tried a few times, but was embarrassed by my clumsiness.

We traveled the eleven western states for 13 years. Six to eight months every year. We had to give it up because of my health issues. Not a day goes by that I don't think of places we went. Our travels were not like most people in RVs who stay in RV parks. That was like prison to us. We sought places on pubic land with nothing but horizon.

Just outside of Canyonlands

Parked overlooking Monument Valley (to my back)

Lake Powell

Overlooking the north end of Capital Reef

Backed up to a canyon near Moab

Afternoon Delight