the Un-Hijackable, Non Sequitor, Rambling Thread

Beam me up Scotty ...

Beam me up Scotty

AngelicAssassin said:

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Take me with you. Please don't leave me here...

minor hijack from mithra's bdsm writing thread...

mithragoddess said:

I'm an editor and a long time erotica writer and I am still a little vague on the exact discription of a BDSM... Ive heard a lot of explinations about it but none seem to make sense can someone please clarify it for me? Id love to try and write one...

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I was thinking about the question and trying to define bdsm in terms that would make sense to another. After all, I know what I find to be bdsm, and apparently it's not quite the same as what every one else feels. I get thinking about what bdsm means, and I think I know what it is when I see it, even if I can't define it and then I get the quote from Potter Stewart in my head... The one from Jacobellis vs the State of Ohio. Mr. Jacobellis was the one who was charged with possessing and distributing obscene material over the movie Les Amants..

Anyway, the way he, (Mr. Stewart) is usually quoted is this; "I shall not today attempt further to define the kinds of material but I know it when I see it." I was thinking that this is sort of what I have to say about trying to define what bdsm is for the purpose of a writer. Or another (probably meaningless) analogy is that it's like trying to explain the color red to a person who is color blind...

For those that are interested, the full quote from above is "I shall not today attempt further to define the kinds of material but I know it when I see it and the motion picture involved in this case is not that."

And in a further and also unrelated hijack...

I love rosco's new av!

edited for clarity and lack of spell checkedness...

Hard to respond to a question if you exceed your PM box limit ...

For once it's not me!

I just went outside (in shorts and a tee shirt) the see if that was really snow i saw falling from the sky it was.

Kajira Callista said:

I just went outside (in shorts and a tee shirt) the see if that was really snow i saw falling from the sky it was.

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...snow? in the spring?
Here's some wisteria...in my opinion the quintessential spring flower.
It is so dreamy to stand under the vine when it is in full bloom. The smell is intoxicating.

This is a carry over from AA's Erotic Photography thread, where I mentioned that I find orchids erotic.

Me said:

I'm probably being odd again, so I apologize if I'm out of line. I've always found orchids to be strangely erotic.

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bronntanas said:

Actually lots of people do. Why do you?

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It's a lot of things. First the obvious. The shape of the flower is usually something resembling the female genitalia. I don't like obvious depictions. Graphic close-ups up the human secondary sexual organs are usually kind of icky for me. I find that I don't mind erotic pictures of people I know. Kat took some lovely pictures of bronn when she was there that I found erotic, but pictures of strangers are a bit off-putting. Subtley suggestive shapes and pictures of these flowers are more erotic to me than the basic pussy shot.

But the thing about orchids. I'm attracted to their diversity. There are so many different varieties! I like their deceptive fragility. An orchid in the hothouse is can be very hard to keep alive; it's tricky to nurture. But take an orchid and put it in it's natural environment and it's hard to kill! Short of uprooting it and taking it away, or letting some wild animal eat it, or poisoning it, they're hard to kill. I saw a pictorial news story of a rain forest that had been razed to build low income housing. There was a dump off to the side of the housing that had debris from the forest as well as assorted flotsam and jetsam of a deplorable human existence. But the orchids were in bloom. The diamond is the hardest substance known to man, and to me, the orchid is the diamond of the plant world. Their tenacity is appealing to me. I find the mixture of strength and beauty and fragility attractive.

Now, you can grow an orchid outside of it's ideal climate, but it takes a lot of work. This only increases the intrinsic value to the flower. There are things in this life that are easy to do or get and pleasurable to have. But when you have to work for something, it means something more. It's not just the flower that appeals to me, it's what you have to do to get it. The value is not only on the flower, it is the process, the work you do to get it. I wonder if this process appeals to Dom/mes? When you are training, working with (whatever your verb of choice is) your pyl, is the process you go through as important as the sub themselves? In growing an orchid, I think it is. It's not the end result, it's the process and the end result that matters. The process only enhances the appreciation of the result.

I still don't know how all this translates to eroticism. But somehow, they're linked to one another. But I know that the second orchid picture I posted over there arouses me more than the basic playboy bunny, even though I don't have a way to explain it.

Rats... Someone moved it before the hijacking could commence...

They're pretty nummy. Lately I've been making ice cream sandwiches with French Vanilla ice cream and thin mint Domme Scout cookies... And gracie claims I'm a hazard in the kitchen.

[WARNING:] [Rant]
It's been a ridiculous day, hunting for a car. I've been without wheels for 7 months - the longest I've gone without a motor vehicle of some sort for 39 1/2 years. Even when I was in the Navy, I had a car. Even when I was on an aircraft carrier 6000 miles away from it, I still had one! (Thanks, almost-ex-wife #3 - I know the truck was yours before we met, but it would have been nice to have something - even a broken-down beater that would barely make it the 2 miles to Wallyworld and back once every two weeks. Bite me.)

Since I'm still struggling to pay off a bunch of the bills that she left unpaid, naturally, I'm not looking in the multi-thousands of dollars range for cars - preferably less than mono-thousand. My friend/landlady drives us 25 miles to a pawnshop that's also an auto dealer. I want to check out a couple of cars they have. I call them for directions, because I want to check out their cars. They give me crappy directions, but we finally find our way there.

We get there - the guy who goes out to look at the cars with us, when I find one that seems like it might have a chance to find its way home with me, says, oh, I can't take you for a test drive. I'm not old enough. Go back in; woman: I can take you for a test drive, but I have to drive. We don't have insurance to let you drive. Okay. Check it out. Hmm... might work.

Bottom dollar? She calls the boss, he gives her a number. It's more than I'd like to spend for that car, but not much. Okay. I want car, tax, tag, title. Oh. We can't do that today - it's Saturday. I'm paying cash. But we can't transfer the title for you on Saturday. "Everyone here used to be a government worker, right? That's where you learned business?"

Check out another dozen cars at seven more small dealerships - three possibilities at the last place we're going to try for the day. Okay, I like this one. Bottom dollar? Acceptable price. Car, tax, tag, title, out the door today? No problem. Get home, 9 1/2 hours (though it seemed like 9 1/2 weeks!) after starting out.

I have a ton of work due Monday. More than I could have done in 12 hours typing today and 12 hours typing tomorrow. That's okay - we can get an extension on it. I'll get as much done as I can before Monday a.m. - type until 3 or 4 a.m. tonight, sleep till about 10 a.m., get up, type another 4-5 hours, take an hour nap, type as late into the night as I can stay awake, take a 3-hour nap, get up and type my ass off until the Tampa office opens Monday a.m. - won't be as much to get an extension on that way, won't be as big a deal.

Who the hell am I kidding? I am wiped out from all the drama and crap today... I can't type three words without having to correct a typo (here, either). Since all the stuff I type for work ends up going to a court, it has to be perfect - no typos allowed. Screw it. I'm going to bed, sleep till 7 or 8, and then drive myself like an overseer in a cotton field... and what I get done, I get done. What I don't, we'll get an extension on, and I'll still get paid for it. Scrooum![/Rant][/WARNING]

EEk.. don't know whether to hug the scary man or hide. I know, cookies!

snowy ciara said:

EEk.. don't know whether to hug the scary man or hide. I know, cookies!

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LOL - hugs can be as good as - sometimes even better than - cookies... but hugs have to be delivered in person. Cookies can be mailed, Fed-Exed, or UPSed.

Edited to note that this place is keepin' me up. Hope you have a wonderful one. Time for me to go inspect the inside of my eyelids for cracks. Good night, all.

G'night. I'm gonna go find some ice cream and I'm off to bed too.

snowy ciara said:

They're pretty nummy. Lately I've been making ice cream sandwiches with French Vanilla ice cream and thin mint Domme Scout cookies... And gracie claims I'm a hazard in the kitchen.

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*looks suspicously at cookies* Did you make any of this? If not it might be safe. *takes cookie apart and check icecream*

I knew it! There's ex-lax in these cookies!

It's Saturday night... all right it is Sunday morning... and I am still up.

graceanne said:

*looks suspicously at cookies* Did you make any of this? If not it might be safe. *takes cookie apart and check icecream*

I knew it! There's ex-lax in these cookies!

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Your name is not Asshole and I only put that in chocolate frosting so it's not noticable! I'm much more subtle than you're giving me credit for!

graceanne said:

*looks suspicously at cookies* Did you make any of this? If not it might be safe. *takes cookie apart and check icecream*

I knew it! There's ex-lax in these cookies!

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Grace, she hasn't poisoned anyone in some time, either accidently or on purpose. Honest. She does have a habit of not making enough though.

bronntanas said:

Grace, she hasn't poisoned anyone in some time, either accidently or on purpose. Honest. She does have a habit of not making enough though.

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I know. I'm just ribbing her. And I wasn't gonna say anything, but then she said 'And gracie claims I'm a hazard in the kitchen.'. So I was honor bound to say something!

snowy ciara said:

Your name is not Asshole and I only put that in chocolate frosting so it's not noticable! I'm much more subtle than you're giving me credit for!

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You put it in the chocolate! OMG! That's . . . that's . . . I'm speachless. . .

SACRILIGE!

I mean if it was vanilla . . . well that's one thing, but chocolate . . . that's just wrong.

Yay! I found my glasses! WHOO HOO! *does a little dance*

chainsaw + tree + me = power high

laurel-marie said:

chainsaw + tree + me = power high

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What other power tools do you get high on?