Friday, July 31, 2009

Pet me!

The last few days have been frustrating.  I want love and affection.  The ginger-haired dog wants love and affection.  And guess who wins the love and affection from my boyfriend…….the dog!

I’ve observed them closely the last few days.  We usually all sit down on the sofa like a family.  Jim, reclined on the sofa with myself at one end and the dog close by.  Even with me physically closer to his actual body, he still strains to reach and pet the dog.  On most occassions he even goes out of his way to avoid touching any part of me. 

He’s always touches her at night since her bed is on the floor below his side of the bed.  He hardly ever touches me.  Not a night passes where he gives her a loving stroke on the belly before he goes to sleep.  At night he never holds me or tries to get close.  He’s always turned away and hugging his pillow. 

What am I supposed to do?  I’m angry, frustrated and in need to some sort of release. 

About a year ago, I got angry and told him, “You touch the dog more than you touch me!”  And he seemed to respond to that remark.  But 1 year later, it’s back to the same routine of me watching the couple cuddle and touch. 

I’m hungry for attention.  Wanting of physical touch, not in the sexual tense but just everyday guestures that would eminate from a man who loves his woman.  I once was tempted to keep a running tally of instances of petting but I deceided against it because already I knew the dog would out number me 4-fold!  I’m already depressed, I don’t need actual data to prove it. 

I’ve tried everything to catch his attention: sleeping nude, sexy underware, semi-nude household chores, even porn…..yet still I’m left untouched.

I’m really unsure what else I can do…..

The dog just sits at his feet, wags her tail, barks longingly and Jim runs to her.  There were several instances when I wait for him, try to make conservation and I get no response. 

The last few days have left me lost, bitter and in need of companionship.

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Gate keepers of academia

In Canada, the Bachelor of Education degree is one of the easiest to get. In my 4th year, I came into my Language and Culture class (?) a few minutes late and found all my fellow students sitting on the floor while the professor read out of a picture book. Virtually all the projects were group work, or had the option to be group work and in some of my classes, we were asked to submit our desired mark for our final projects.

And then today I read this:

EDMONTON — A Spruce Grove junior high school teacher has admitted having sexual encounters with a 14-year-old student who was smitten with him, including having sex in a classroom.

The disgraced teacher has also confessed to making child pornography by giving the girl his video camera and asking her to make a video of herself naked in the shower. (#)

Probably one has nothing to do with the other…

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Tuesday 28th July 2009

 
 
 
 
 
TUESDAY 28th JULY

 
 
I’m away in Ibiza at the moment – which probably comes as no surprise as it’s like my second home in the summer – and my good friend Dale is with me. The shaven-headed lothario grabbed a last minute flight because he couldn’t stand seeing my shameless Facebook status updates talking about the White Isle and we flew out on Sunday night.
 
*****
 
As ever, we got right royally stuck into the booze as soon as we arrived and did the usual dash around the bars and clubs to see the familiar faces before ending up at Judgement Sunday at Eden. We managed to get VIP courtesy of my good friend Alex, the resident DJ and such an incredibly awesome person, and we headed for the back room where Telford legend Micky Slim was ripping the place apart.
 
We were chatting to his brother and his mates and we went into the DJ box for a photo. I’d only met Micky once before (here in Ibiza funnily enough) but he said “Hello Geoff” while I was expecting he wouldn’t know who the fuck I was – why would he know? At best, I might have expected him to shout: Wanker!
 
Judge Jules then came and followed Micky in the back room and this lady took photos of us with him in between mixing. We had a bit of a drunken random chat, as you do in Ibiza, and fortunately I wasn’t trying to chat her up as she subsequently revealed she was Mrs Judge Jules! I didn’t recognise her because she’s changed a bit from when she was making records with Angelic back a decade or so ago.
 
I also bumped into the midget from my last trip but didn’t tell him I made a poor taste joke at his expense on the previous blog.
 
*****
 
There’ll be more Ibiza-related nonsense in the blog next week I imagine as I haven’t got the time nor the inclination now. Photos from this trip will be in the gallery at www.djwanker.com at some point – you can also head there to see the latest ones from Pussycats.
 
*****
 
My car is being fixed while I’m away so I’ve had to hire a car to get me to and from Telford. The cheap option was a Ford Ka – a motor designed for women or blokes under five foot – not for a guy my shape and size. It was a nightmare journey over with the traffic as it was and being sat in a cramped little vehicle does nothing to keep you calm in mile after mile of slow-moving cars.
 
I probably look like Mr Bean in that damn motor.
 
*****
 
I’ve not been stopped by a police car for a long time – probably due to the fine nature of my driving – but I got pulled over as I was driving home to the crib from Pussycats last Friday. I noticed I was being followed as I headed up from Ketley Brook roundabout and they eventually whacked on the flashing lights.
 
Being the law-abiding citizen I am, I found a safe place to pull in and got out of the car and the officer and I shared the following dialogue.
 
Nice copper: “Is this your car, sir?”
 
Now obviously I wasn’t driving my own car, being sat in this poxy hire car, so I replied: “No, this is a rented car.”
 
Nice copper: “Have you any idea why we pulled you over?”
 
All kind of sarcastic answers flashed through my mind. “Was it because you wanted to applaud me on my fine driving and that I was putting the rest of the motoring community in Telford, including your good selves, to utter shame?”
 
Some people reckon they give it the large one with policemen when they get stopped. I don’t see the point. It’s only likely to antagonise them and politeness gets you much further in life. I know that may sound a bit rich given some of my trademark rude foul-mouthed behaviour but when it comes to the long arm of the law, it’s always best to act dumb. Or if you’re going to say something cheeky, make it amusing. So back to the story…
 
Nice copper: “Have you any idea why we pulled you over?”
Me: “No I haven’t, sir.”
 
At this point I took a risk and added: “Is it because you can’t believe a man of my size is driving a car so small?”
 
Fortunately he smiled at that and continued: “You were driving excessively above the speed limit. You were doing 50 in a 40. Have you been drinking?” I said: “No” which was true as I don’t drink at work and he took me at my word and sent me on my way, reminding me to take it steady.
 
I could’ve debated the point about doing 50 in a 40 on a single carriageway at 4am with nothing else on the road and said: “It’s hardly excessive” but when you’re trying to avoid getting a ticket, it’s a good idea to agree and look forlorn.
 
There’s an old joke about a man driving and seeing the blue flashing lights in his rear view mirror. He puts his foot down and a chase ensues. The coppers eventually pull him over and ask him why he didn’t stop.
 
The driver replies: “Well my wife ran off with a policeman and I was worried you were bringing her back!”
 
*****
 
That, my friend, is the size of it for this week – just a short one by my own usual waffling standards – as there is alcohol to drink, sun to worship, Dale’s farts to avoid and parties to attend. It’s Ibiza 2009 part four and we’re having fun. Back in time for the weekend, of course.
 
Peace.
 
 
 
Cheers for now,
Geoff / DJ Wanker

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Monday, July 27, 2009

It's Patrick Swayze Week!.......you're welcome.

No he didn’t die yet you horrible awful shit sniffing vulture.

This isn’t a deathwatch.

I’m taking a week out of my otherwise busy schedule to honor the man while he’s alive because I’m a saint but hey, if he happens to die during Patrick Swayze week my stats will shoot through the roof.

Just sayin’.

On to Patrick Swayze!

Patrick Swayze got his big screen start in 1979’s Skatetown USA.

The Rock and Roller Disco Movie of the Year!  

Check out this killer cast:

Swayze, Scot Baio, Flip Wilson, Maureen McCormick, Ron Palillo, Ruth Buzzi, Murray Langston!, Mellissa Sue Anderson (full pint/blindy), Judy Landers, the doomed Dorothy Stratten, and last and best of all…Billy Barty!

Why would anyone ever do a movie without a midget in it?

A Swayze demand?  Bet on it!

Ummmm, I gotta be honest.  I’ve never seen this movie and its out of print (OOP).

I imagine that perhaps Scot Baio plays a good guy who roller skates and likes Maureen McCormick and needs to raise money for his sick nana, and maybe Swayze is a bully who also skates and likes Maureen McCormick and in the …..

You know what? FUCK IT!!!

It’s got Patrick Swayze and a midget!   Sign me up.

Not to mention the fucking soundtrack rocks and Marcia Brady wears pink silky shorts! 

Someone find me this DVD.  There will be a reward! *

 

 

*nope.

 

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Event: Feminism in London Conference, 10/10/09

Date: Saturday 10th October
Time: 9.30am – 5pm
Location: Conway Hall, Red Lion Square, London
Cost: £4.50 waged, £2.50 unwaged (£1 discount if you register in advance)

Registration has now opened for the 2009 Feminism in London Conference.

Speakers include
Susie Orbach, Beatrix Campbell, Gunilla S. Ekberg, Marai Larasi, Claudia da Silva, Sabrina Qureshi, Denise Marshall, Rebecca Mott, Kate Smurthwaite, Finn Mackay, Southall Black Sisters, and more.

Workshops include
Activism training,
What’s wrong with prostitution?,
It’s easy out here for a pimp: How the mainstreaming of pornography is harming our children, Raising children in the age of porn,
What are the issues for pro-feminist men?,
Racism and sexism,
Poverty and motherhood: How society undervalues women’s work,
Feminist self defence,
Media training with camera, and more.

This is a child-friendly event, with a creche organised by the London Pro-Feminist Men’s Group.

“Feminism in London 08 was a huge success – so many people came which was great. Fantastic selection of workshops and speakers. Excellently organised. A day to be proud of.“

Find out more and register at: www.fil.btik.com
Email: feminismlondon@yahoo.co .uk

Saturday, July 25, 2009

IGP now wants to "suspend licenses" of porn websites in Sri Lanka

An order by the Inspector General of Police in Sri Lanka, the same chowderhead who once said women could record themselves getting raped through mobile phones, now wants to the Director General of Telecommunication Regulatory Commission to suspend the licenses of 12 websites which were exhibiting nude photographs.

Firstly, none of the websites the IGP has got all hot and bothered about are registered in Sri Lanka, but a simple whois search would be as alien to the Police in Sri Lanka as peacebuilding is to the incumbent government.

Secondly, why this sudden love for the rule of law? Websites in Sri Lanka are arbitrarily banned and blocked without warning or any due process, despite flat denials by government when asked about their censorship regime in place for web media. Tamilnet remains blocked on all ISPs in Sri Lanka. Recently, another website was blocked in Sri Lanka for showing images of the President’s son, which was very conveniently on the same day the site reported the egregious public statement of a highly placed goon in government and close friend of the President. Subsequent reports circulated over email that these photos were doctored and the report on the President’s son was false is reason to hold the journalists accountable for libel or conduct investigations into their false reporting, not shutdown an entire site.

The Island notes the CID started the investigation into the pornographic sites following a written complaint lodged by the IGP Jayantha Wickramaratne. While it’s heartening the IGP is concerned about our morals, I would much rather judge for myself the content I view on the web. There’s a real danger here of setting a precedent of blocking and banning website for website defined and seen as unsuitable by the incumbent regime’s set of puritan values, as noted by Foreign Policy with examples from China and Bahrain. In August 2008, there were news reports of an even wider, more intrusive net filtering regime proposed by the President. A the time, it was reported that the TRC had gone to the extent of demanding ISPs to ”filter the websites featuring Obscene/phonographic (sic) /sexually explicit materials”.

As Lirneasia notes tongue in the cheek,

Criminal Investigation Department, working on a complaint by the IGP revealed these sites contain pornographic images and video clips of men and women, possibly Sri Lankan. They also suspected an international conspiracy to tarnish the image of the country, reported, Divaina. One may term the act anti-protectionist, because while the local production is blocked the vast majority of international porn sites still remain open.

Post-war Sri Lanka needs to worry more, at the very least, about the abysmal freedom of expression in the country than strengthening, widening and worsening existing informal and formal censorship of media. Honestly, shouldn’t the Police be far more concerned about the dozens of dormant investigations into acts of murderous violence against journalists since this President took office?

But if the IGP really is serious about eradicating pornography on the web like dengue, he should ban Google too. A simple search brings up over 800,000 pages and a couple of hundred sites in addition to those above that if the Divaina is to be believed, is are all part of an international conspiracy to tarnish the image of the country.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

12. rész (+18) Egy pikáns történet részlete

…és akkor feleségem hanyatt feküdt elém, és nyalatta velem csiklóját, miközben ex férje, az előtte ajkaimmal akcióképessé tett férfiasságát, igyekezett belém tolni.

Aztán egyszercsak sikerült, és ahogy tolta, engem is előre tolt, alig bírtam tartani magam, de számat így is belenyomta ezáltal feleségem puncijába, aki mindeközben élvezve nyögdécselt.

Az ex férj eleinte csak óvatosan járatta bennem férfiasságát, miközben én feleségem csiklóját puszilgattam és nyaldostam.

Majd egyre forróbb lett a hangulat, és az ex férj is egyre jobban belejött élete első, férfival folytatott popó szexbe, és már kissé felgyorsulva dugta a popóm.

Én ezáltal egyre többször, erősebben nyaltam oda a feleségemnek aki már annyira felvolt villanyozva, hogy elkapta fejem, és csak azt mondogatta:

Igen! Igen! Nyaljál, nyaljál, ez az, ahh ahh…

Az ex férj látva volt, zihálón élvező feleségét egyre jobban belémtolta büszkeségét, ami istenien jó érzés volt.

Végül úgy megdugott mint ha csak fizetett volna érte egy útszéli kurva esetén.

Amikor eljutott az erekcióig, hirtelen kivette, lehúzta a gumit, odalépett hozzám, és marokra fogva heves mozdulatokkal igyekezett a csúcsra jutni. Amikor felnyögött, én felemeltem a fejem, és bekaptam a férfiasságát, Ő pedig hosszan élvezett.

Ezek után a feleségem szopogatta tovább, én pedig hátulról elkaptam a feleségem, és úgy megba…tam, ahogy addig sosem.

Azt mondta a feleségem a történtek után, hogy ha ez ennyire feljavítja a szeretkezésünk színvonalát, akkor máskor is szólni fog exférjének, aki mellesleg hétköznapi jóbarátom.

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