"Autonomy"
Main Entry:
au·ton·o·my
Pronunciation:
\-mē\
Function:
noun
Inflected Form(s):
plural au·ton·o·mies
Date:
circa 1623
1: the quality or state of being self-governing ; especially : the right of self-government
2: self-directing freedom and especially moral independence
3: Fantastic song by The Buzzcocks
It's really weird to hear songs on my iPod at the gym that I haven't heard in 15 to 20 years. I think about my life as it was the last time I heard them and compare to how my life is bnow, at this moment. Waaaaayyyyy different. That's good. What's really weirds is that I can hear how certain bands influenced me musically and I never saw the connections before (I was a professional musician and made records, videos, toured, etc... in a very loud band on a very prestigious record label - that was a very different life). I'm having profound moments listening to Peter and the Test Tube Babies' "The Mating Sounds of South American Frogs" while doing barbell lunges with my ass hanging out of my short shorts at the gym (and loving it). It's really very weird, almost like a deja vu experience - like it was someone else's life or a movie. I am not complaining, all is as it should be and I'm very happy.

After a spell of not being very social, I seem to have broken out of that phase. A couple of weeks ago, I met a few people at the Porn Emporium (the Armory in the Mission now owned by Kink.com) and then headed off to my first Kinky Salon. Kinky Salon is a sex positive, creative in dress/style/flavor, hangout, party/scene. DJ's spinning, BYOB bar, crazy people all bumping along on Mission St. until the sun starts up. The theme was Space 2069 and I wore a neoprene open cup bra, black g-string and black 4" heel knee high boots - nothing else. I had a great time@! I felt like I was back in Boston again. I ran into a lot of people that I hadn't seen in a long tome, partied, danced, played and just had a great time.
The next weekend, I hung out at the Citadel and even got up on a cross for my friend Randy. Very cool, but I'm not going to call myself a switch just yet. Last weekend was more hanging out at the Citadel and a few hotel bars - my kind of a weekend. I celebrated Easter a day late with my special friend J. He treated us to a suite at the Four Seasons (photo above), complete with two bottles of my favorite Chardonnay (Lewis 2007) waiting on ice as we walked in. Awesome day and night. I slipped in the outdoor whirlpool in the morning, but we had crazy winds and I couldn't stay in long. A truck was knocked over on a nearby bridge it was so fierce. Anyway, I felt like fantastic and had such a wonderful time. Everything was great. I felt like who I've always envisioned myself to be. Thanks Mac.
I hit over 400K hits on my Flickr page, which is very cool. Still having trouble finding good photographers to do more with. I have my second video almost ready and waiting for David my cameraman to get back and do some more. Stuff still going on to make my massage temple workable for my pro domme sessions, but it's all coming together. Whew.
au·ton·o·my
Pronunciation:
\-mē\
Function:
noun
Inflected Form(s):
plural au·ton·o·mies
Date:
circa 1623
1: the quality or state of being self-governing ; especially : the right of self-government
2: self-directing freedom and especially moral independence
3: Fantastic song by The Buzzcocks
It's really weird to hear songs on my iPod at the gym that I haven't heard in 15 to 20 years. I think about my life as it was the last time I heard them and compare to how my life is bnow, at this moment. Waaaaayyyyy different. That's good. What's really weirds is that I can hear how certain bands influenced me musically and I never saw the connections before (I was a professional musician and made records, videos, toured, etc... in a very loud band on a very prestigious record label - that was a very different life). I'm having profound moments listening to Peter and the Test Tube Babies' "The Mating Sounds of South American Frogs" while doing barbell lunges with my ass hanging out of my short shorts at the gym (and loving it). It's really very weird, almost like a deja vu experience - like it was someone else's life or a movie. I am not complaining, all is as it should be and I'm very happy.

After a spell of not being very social, I seem to have broken out of that phase. A couple of weeks ago, I met a few people at the Porn Emporium (the Armory in the Mission now owned by Kink.com) and then headed off to my first Kinky Salon. Kinky Salon is a sex positive, creative in dress/style/flavor, hangout, party/scene. DJ's spinning, BYOB bar, crazy people all bumping along on Mission St. until the sun starts up. The theme was Space 2069 and I wore a neoprene open cup bra, black g-string and black 4" heel knee high boots - nothing else. I had a great time@! I felt like I was back in Boston again. I ran into a lot of people that I hadn't seen in a long tome, partied, danced, played and just had a great time.
The next weekend, I hung out at the Citadel and even got up on a cross for my friend Randy. Very cool, but I'm not going to call myself a switch just yet. Last weekend was more hanging out at the Citadel and a few hotel bars - my kind of a weekend. I celebrated Easter a day late with my special friend J. He treated us to a suite at the Four Seasons (photo above), complete with two bottles of my favorite Chardonnay (Lewis 2007) waiting on ice as we walked in. Awesome day and night. I slipped in the outdoor whirlpool in the morning, but we had crazy winds and I couldn't stay in long. A truck was knocked over on a nearby bridge it was so fierce. Anyway, I felt like fantastic and had such a wonderful time. Everything was great. I felt like who I've always envisioned myself to be. Thanks Mac.
I hit over 400K hits on my Flickr page, which is very cool. Still having trouble finding good photographers to do more with. I have my second video almost ready and waiting for David my cameraman to get back and do some more. Stuff still going on to make my massage temple workable for my pro domme sessions, but it's all coming together. Whew.

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