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No Stranger To Being Late
Posted:Mar 10, 2012 6:06 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2013 11:44 am
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Okay. So I had mentioned in one of my previous posts about how I might one day write about some of these great looking or great reads that I've seen posted; and of course it is normal for me to write on paper before getting in front of my computer; force of habit from my early writing days.

Well, I had this long article that I was trying to find ways to cut down on, so as not to drown any willing readers. But every time I attacked it I would end up adding something instead of removing something. But I'm not worried, I'm creative, so I know something will come to mind.

So this evening I come home from work and decide to look at the site some more, see if there's anybody to add to my favorite blogs to visit, and something prompted me to look at the dates of the blogs I've been frequenting: more than 80% of them were written before 2011.

A few of these bloggers are current and you will see them as soon as you enter the site, but most of the good ones I looked at were from a long time ago. There's one current lady (and she seems to have an item everyday) who I'll refer to as TF, since I don't know if it's okay to mention her name, was instrumental in me trying to do this.

I looked at her articles and was very impressed and amazed by the art-work, but added to that was her encouragement, and her advice that kinda spurred me on to give this a try. And I have to say I'm having fun. But that article won't see the light of day because, in a way, it's kinda outdated!
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It's Justified
Posted:Mar 9, 2012 6:17 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 1:50 am
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Usually when I'm impressed by a show on television it might be a bit of the action, sometimes the jokes, or better still: the play on words (mostly puns).

But every night I watch Justified I'm blown away by the dialogue and the inter-play between the antagonist and the protagonist. sometimes I forget to pay attention to what I'm watching because I'm reacting so much to what I'm listening.

That doesn't happen very often. One of these days I have to write a piece about this show; about Ava (who's there every season), Mags (who only lasted one season) Dickey (who is still there) Dewey Crowe (who was there from the beginning). And they aren't even the main characters.

The words aren't reaching me as yet. But... one day!

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...It Only Takes A Minute
Posted:Mar 6, 2012 8:56 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:29 pm
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Most people scoff at the thought of Love at first sight.
But Geminis such as myself, eternal romantics that we are, sees it somewhat differently. I've been blessed and fortunate enough to have been taken on that ride.

6 great years and a not so great ending left me hoping that I could take that trip again; but I'm assuming the reason why so many people scoff at the idea is because it doesn't happen that often; then again, some people might not even recognize it when the bug bites them.

Anyway, you know me; got a poem for every situation:
It Only Takes A Minute


I heard this song sometime ago

And I laughed at such a silly thought,

“It only takes a minute to fall in love…”

Such a fantasy must be store-bought.


And then one day from out the blue

A dream I thought could never be,

A girl I met, as sweet as you,

And what they meant I could finally see:


A minute is all it takes sometimes

To find that dream that stays with you

For days, for weeks, for months, for years,

For always, it seems, forever true.


Just one look at those lips, your eyes,

And in a minute my heart you took,

Didn’t need any thought in a minute I knew

That I was yours with just one look.


Just one look and I felt that spell

Like a string wound round my heart,

Just one look and I felt right then

That we would never have to part.


But love is a truly fickle mistress

One minute aloft on fluffy things,

Floating towards your pot-of-gold

Next minute you’re on broken wings.


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Just Keeping It Real
Posted:Mar 6, 2012 6:01 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2013 11:29 am
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This is going to piss off a few, maybe a lot of folks, but since those same folks love talking about keeping it real let's keep it real.

It seems these days that a lot of people who can least afford to are walking around with a lot of , none of which have a father. And I'm wondering: What's the catch?

I know I shouldn't be trying to apply logic here but it's just the way I think; and I'm thinking: The more you have the poorer you become, unless you have a good job or lots of money. And it's not like you haven't got a friend whose man bolted the first time he discovered she was pregnant. Why would you think your man isn't going to run too. I mean, what have you got to offer? Oh, that! Well it seems the last time he climbed on that he knocked you up.

Then again, it could be some hare-brained scheme to get rich. Problem is, I haven't seen anyone as yet who was able to 'breed' their way out of poverty; any financial benefit derived from having all these has to be less than it takes to feed and clothe them.

But then, who's going to worry about feeding and clothing when there is a party coming up on the weekend/ Gotta get some new shoes, gotta fix the hair, and what about that short skirt you saw in the store? It's not a lot of material but it sure cost a fortune!

And what about the ? Well, you know the saying: "God takes care of little and dumb animals," so that's one problem solved. As I said before, I'm talking about the people who can least afford to support .
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No Sex In This One
Posted:Mar 6, 2012 4:47 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2014 8:26 pm
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Not getting much sex??

I'll probably get there but since this blog thing is kinda new to me, I guess I'm not comfortable as yet. And I don't want to try to write something just for the sake of retaining your attention or getting you to leave a comment, and then just come off as a poser.

I love to read. It’s probably the most important function in my life (next to breathing). Then again, that could be music; I never can decide which. But, whatever; let's call them 1 & 1A. And, of course, work: It just happens to be essential, so I allow it to interfere.

I figure that most people who read our blogs are hoping to read something erotic or titillating, something to get their dicks hard, or their juices flowing, sexually speaking. I can do that too but maybe not on a regular schedule. Though, maybe I can. I always thought that I could be a good writer if I set myself to it.

Well I do have posts that fit that bill. It's just that I'm a very inhibited person, which is rather ridiculous considering that this is a sex site (and I might end up doing some strange stuff with someone I'm meeting for the first time). But I can't help it getting in my way sometimes.

But I've started out with other stuff because it helps me to ease my way in. Of course, I do plan to write about other stuff like television (I Do So Miss Charlie Harper), music (Another Dude I Miss... Prince), movies, sports, comics, race (not a discussion, just how I feel), and other everyday stuff that interest, intrigue, annoy, amuse, or excite me.

It’s really therapy for me to help rid me of a serious case of writer’s block that’s been holding me down for over three years now. I started writing a novel in 2008, got over one hundred and twenty pages done and suddenly could not continue. Stuck. I wrote a poem about an adventure that I had, lost the final three pages and just could not reconfigure what I had written before. This is my attempt to pick up where I left off, so, here’s hoping.

So I sit here and decide to write something, anything, just to keep writing. But I sit here trying to come up with ideas without succeeding. And the thing about it is, I don't really have to come up with anything spectacular so I don't get why I make it an issue. But I'm better off now because now I'm writing for myself and I figure if I do it often enough then I'll get to a stage where I can just sit and write something when I feel like it.

Maybe next time I'll write about the different blogs I've read since I started making that a priority; and I have to say, there have been some good ones here, whether it's the topics, the humor, the designs, or the pics and artwork that's used to spice up the blogs.
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On Being A Gemini
Posted:Mar 4, 2012 9:20 pm
Last Updated:Mar 4, 2012 9:34 pm
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Men, at least the ones I know, traditionally claim not to believe in Astrology, while most of the ladies swear by it!

I am a Gemini (the Twin, notorious dual personality-type) although, for me, it's multiple personalities (sometimes during the course of one day).

Now, like most men, if you ask me I'll tell you that I don't believe in Astrology, and I don't read the horoscope. Yet, at the same time, I believe that most people born in the first half of June are very much alike.

This doesn't really have much to do with what I want to write about here, except that it involves the fact that I use being a Gemini as an excuse for why I can't get anything done.

Really and truly I routinely start doing several different things whenever I try to get anything done. I will start something and before I know it I'm doing something else. So during the course of any one day I will have started at least four different tasks, and I might not have any of them done at the end of the day.

Today I happened to read an article that said that people such as myself might get a lot done but it is never as good as it would have been if I had allowed myself to concentrate on one task.

Problem is, try as I might I can never concentrate on doing just one task at a time. I get really bored and struggle to get that one task done; plus, life seems to be more satisfying getting several task done in one day, rather than struggling to complete one task in a certain time and not getting it done.

Despite this minor hindrance I still relish my time as a Gemini; I get to be artistically, athletically, intellectually, or a combination (at some point in my life) inclined, and not only that, but I also get to march to my own beat and not have to worry about fitting in or be accepted.

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Haunted
Posted:Mar 1, 2012 8:30 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:30 pm
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As I have noted before someplace here, most of my past loves first attracted me when I saw their eyes or their lips. I have a fascination with eyes and lips. The times I have encountered a strange girl and introduced myself and say "Hi" was when she had a combination of both appealing eyes and beautiful lips. And even though I have been hurt by almost all of them, my heart still goes out to them.

So I guess you can call this an ode to the girls with the beautiful eyes or lips or both:





Haunted by the memories, haunted by your sighs,

Haunted by the loveliness in those beautiful, brown eyes

Followed by the memories of the wonderful times we had

Haunted by the arguments that made us both so sad.


Wanting to kiss those lovely lips, wanting to kiss them just once more,

Wishing it was you I see when I come walking through my door.

Those are the thoughts passing through my head each and every day

And these are the things I wish that I was really able to say.


But you are far away from me, a million miles away

So all I can really do is wish that you were here today,

I really should forget about you and put you out of my head

But then I’d have to find something else to think about instead.


But it’s you I want to think about even though you left me behind

And though your body can’t be here it’s great to have you on my mind,

Haunting me from morn ‘til night, haunting me such a beautiful sight,

Haunting me with your beautiful smile, holding all those memories with all of my might.

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The Dreaded Red Demon
Posted:Feb 26, 2012 8:36 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:31 pm
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The best laid plans of mice and men... I think most of us here knows this saying so let me save some space. Recently I got some advice on making my woman squirt; advice that I really appreciate.

So I had this great anticipation for this weekend knowing that I was going to have a chance to put what I learned to good use. In the spirit of the Oscars I would like to give a big thank you to all those who were instrumental in this great plan: Tobiann, TwiztedFantasies, and all the other ladies.

Unfortunately, the best laid plans, etc; etc.: My timing was bad, but as they say: "When life gives you lemon, make lemonades," so here's my lemonade.

Interprete it as you may:


The dreaded Red Demon

Today would be that special day,
I knew just what I had to do
And once I could get her to climb in
I would see if my aim was true.

I remembered all the advice obtained
About all the places I could go
And when our journey was over and done
My intent, by then, she would know.

All I had on my mind was to climb aboard
Whence from nowhere came a frightening roar,
The dreaded Red demon reared its deadly head
And I started running for the door.

But then the thought occurred to me
"Might there be another way?"
"Should I use the back way in
Or wait for another day?

I've heard it mentioned some times before
From one end only, the beast can see,
If from the back you climb aboard
A great ride can be had for free.

I know I've heard the tales before
Of men who've tamed that beast,
I've never been down that road before
So, I'm scared to say the least.

Believe me when I tell you friend
The red demon has a sticky hide,
Be careful where you stick your dick
It's messy; If you slip you will slide.

I'm ready to face what fortune comes
Or if it's danger, so let it be,
But I surely know if this ride I survive
I'll remember floating on the dreaded red sea.

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Pissy... Pussy
Posted:Feb 26, 2012 8:12 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2013 11:01 am
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Is it possible that the word PISSY actually comes from the word PUSSY?

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The Oscars
Posted:Feb 26, 2012 7:00 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2013 11:01 am
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I think Melissa McCarthy should win an Oscar for something, anything. She was hilarious.
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Oral Sex Story.
Posted:Feb 24, 2012 6:46 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2013 11:01 am
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I just saw a request from someone in one of the rooms asking about oral sex and tooth extraction and the first thing that came to mind was an incident that happened in 2000.

I had taken this girl from the office to my home and she was trying to impress me with her mouthability (giving head). Now, I don't need to be impressed, I just need to know that I can satisfy you; but I decided to let her enjoy herself.

So she slipped the dick into her mouth and I'm watching the top of her head and listening to the sounds she was making. suddenly she jumped up and grabbed her mouth and try to spin away but something fell on the bed.

Before she could grab it up (which is what she did) I saw that I was looking at 3 teeth. She had a bridge (or for some, a plate, in other words: false-teeth) in her mouth, which I didn't realize, and apparently she got too excited and got the teeth caught on the head of my dick.

She must have been enjoying herself too much and totally dislodged the teeth from her mouth. But I wasn't supposed to know that she had a bridge so she was extremely embarrassed. Don't know why. I just wanted sex.
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Thoughts
Posted:Feb 23, 2012 7:20 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:32 pm
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THOUGHTS


How good it feels lying here ‘tween your legs
It often catches me by surprise,
I think I could just lie here all night long
Without ever once looking in your eyes.
I know how horrible such a thought may sound,
I can just imagine what you might think
But that’s not all that I want from you
And, no, I did not just blink.

I mean all the words that I say to you
And you know what I say is true,
You’re all I ever want to dream about
All I want from life is you.
But when I’m home lying there all alone
Just relaxing with my thoughts in my head,
The most wonderful thing I can think about
Is you lying naked in my bed.
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Yap...Yap...Yap...
Posted:Feb 23, 2012 1:00 pm
Last Updated:Jun 2, 2012 7:46 pm
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I know my blog seems to contain a lot of words, but remember I did say I love to write!
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