
my very special man shouldn’t be reading my pornoblog, but just in case –
HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS, SWEETHEART!
from me, and ALL sash-wearing handsome men! (heehee!!!)
my very special man shouldn’t be reading my pornoblog, but just in case –
HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS, SWEETHEART!
from me, and ALL sash-wearing handsome men! (heehee!!!)
yup. a few days out of town, which included a surprise look at this wonderful creature. Back to rambling soon….
Ok, ok – its 10 years old, but I just stumbled upon it, and other than a lot more grey (grey, and white, and gray, and white) in the beard, it’s not too far off. I’ll try to dig up a more, ahem, contemporary pic, but just thought a bit of “this is me” before rerunning the usual Xmas pics and videos, might be fun.
I purchased this shirt at Brush Creek Media’s BEAR STORE in San Francisco sometime in the 1990’s (from the on sale “AS IS” bin). The bearclerk wasn’t terribly friendly (maybe because I was only looking in the on sale as-is bin?), but I found something that suited me. A simple logo – Bear – Built Tough – discolored/faded, but 5 bucks! But alas, I’m moving, and haven’t be able to squeeze into a “small” in years (decades)…. so…this and a handful of other t-shirts aren’t coming with me – check it (them) out!
eBay auction – BEAR BUILT TOUGH t-shirt
After an amazingly fast bike ride home, I pack, get all the batteries and chargers and undawears and water and whatever else I can shove into the backpack, we are off, in the car, and he hasn’t said where we are going. Eventually it is revealed it is not the Catskills (“they’re full up”) and I just let him drive as we drive North on the familiar Taconic Parkway, hit the end of it, and start to head East. I don’t know exactly where we are going, but it’s all somewhat familiar, and I figure Great Barrington. But then we are either going the wrong way (haven’t we gone too far North?), or a different way, as the GPS lady commands “turn left on Swamp Road; turn right on Tamarack Road; turn around on Dan Fox Drive…” and I see familiar Hwy 7, as sweetie turns right, and up ahead is Wagon Wheel Motel, where we stayed two years ago around this time, on another spur of the moment weekend. Later, at the Friendly’s in Lenox (conveniently one block away across the road) he confesses that riding through Western Massachusetts earlier in the day, seeing how beautiful it was, he was worried that by the time we took our Columbus Day weekend in Vermont, the leaves would have changed, and fallen off, and we’d miss it all. So he drove all afternoon to get to NYC, then turned around and drive all the way back up into Massachusetts, just so he could make sure we saw the fall leaves together, my sweet beautiful man!
Stumbled upon this on an old KODAK photo CD. Odd, in that I don’t have nipples, so not sure how that thing is staying on me! I must’ve been selling this on eBay, perhaps?