November 3, 2017 Uncategorized
Mr Reigh was born on November 28, 2005, along with two brothers and two sisters, at the vet’s office up the street. His mother, Belle, was supposed to have puppies Thanksgiving weekend, and she was fat as a tick, content to lie on her back and have her belly rubbed.
On the Monday after, I took her to the vet, who looked at her and felt her belly and said, “Well, we can either do a c-section now, or you can bring her in at midnight and we’ll do an emergency one.”
He was always the most practical of vets.
We did the c-section then, of course, and I was in the operating room when he took his first breath. We brought them home, then, five healthy puppies, and began a reign of what I can only recall fondly as total bedlam.
Five puppies are a lot...Read More
October 8, 2017 Uncategorized
This has been a busy and successful week, and one that marked a couple of anniversaries for me.
Last weekend, we went to Indianapolis for Great Lakes Leather Alliance. This was the 15th of them I have attended, of the 16 that have been held. Fourteen years ago, I won for the title of Great Lakes Master and slave, along with slave drew. I also joined the Board of Directors for Great Lakes that same year.
This year, by the time the first night of the contest began on Friday, I had already been to a contestant meeting, and a producer meeting, taught two classes and talked to approximately one million people.
It’s a very packed contest when you have as many contestants as we did – two Sirs, four boys, three Ms contestants, three Master and slave couples, a bootblack, three puppies and three tr...Read More
All right, so I am here and more or less back to normal.
I haven’t unpacked, of course. I’m still working on pictures, but I’m closer now.
I’m still processing, I think.
One of the things that was funny was how many people from Louisville were at International Mr. Leather.
We left for Chicago about 1 or so. Chicago traffic is always challenging, though I was not driving, which is always a plus to me.
I went with Jay and Karen, my Leather SIR and Leather Ms. Neither of them had ever been to IML before.
We were staying a ways out because I had gotten a deal on a hotel room, thanks to a friend...Read More
February 1, 2013 Uncategorized
I had a comment asking about something I’d planned to address, too, so I’m going to go ahead and do that now.
What I want to address is monogamy.
I think that there are two things that you can’t really compromise on and be happy about, and those are children and monogamy.
If you want children, agreeing not to have them to please someone else, or having them because someone else wants you to, That’s something so intrinsic, I think, to who you are that compromising on it is something that you can’t reconcile, truly, within yourself.
Monogamy is like that, too, though there are some differences. Children are an either/or situation. You either have children or you don’t.
Monogamy is not like that.
There are a millions flavors of monogamy, and nearly as many definitions.
I think it’s import...Read More
January 30, 2013 Uncategorized
So, last night I am sleeping soundly, as you might expect, given that it was 4am.
I wake up, slowly, trying to figure out what that sound is.
You know how it is, you’re half-groggy, and it is January, not exactly tornado season.
I spent probably five minutes at least coming awake, trying to figure out what I’m hearing.
Finally, I say to slave drew, “Are those sirens?”
“I think so…”
“Are they TORNADO sirens?”
About then, we both sort of wake up enough to realize that they are, indeed, tornado sirens.
We get up and turn on the television upstairs. Yes, tornado sirens. Yep, we’re having what seems to be a hellacious storm, passing over Louisville.
We are warned repeatedly to take shelter, but nothing is HAPPENING around us.
After about 15 minutes, I said, “Let’s go downstairs, if we do ne...Read More
You know, I was thinking today, as I was making cookies, that it’s probably odd to many vanilla people, or would be if they read some of our blogs, and might even be strange to some kinky folks that we talk about so many non-kinky things in blogs.
I think for me, this is less about kink than it is about me, and being kinky, while a huge part of my makeup, is not the only thing I am. I am always a kinky person, but not everything I do revolves around kink.
I probably view things a bit differently because I am kinky, but there is still the non-kinky stuff of life, like making cookies and doing laundry and going to the grocery.
It would be nice, I suppose, to have this life where I never had to deal with those things, where some nameless elf slaves did all that and I sat on the sofa eating ...Read More
So, I finally have time to talk about my very very busy weekend.
We have been preparing for our party for a month, at least. It’s actually probably more work than one might think. We don’t just decide to throw a party and then in a sort of 1930 Hollywood movie, the production number all comes together.
Can’t you see it?
The starlet rips off her square-shouldered pinafore and clunky-heeled shoes to reveal a patent bra top, super short skirt and thigh-high boots.
The hero’s bow tie morphs into a collar, and his clipboard into a paddle.
Their best friends – you know, the chubby, funny ones, the ones who would be played by Melissa McCarthy and Jack Black, would start wheeling out furniture, while singing something about Sweet Dreams or something...Read More
I’ve talked before about my first event, which was Black Rose 10, in November of 1997.
It was called Black Rose 10 because it was a party to celebrate the tenth anniversary of the Black Rose organization, out of Washington, D.C.
My submissive at the time was Bill, who lived outside Chicago and was some minor Republican elected official, one that sent him to Washington on a fairly regular basis.
Who knows, maybe he wasn’t so minor of an official. If I could only remember anything other than Bill, I might be able to find out, but then, I’d have to be particularly interested, too, and I’m not, so there’s that.
Anyway, Bill spent enough time in D.C. that he knew about BR and knew about the party, and wanted to go and wanted me to go with him.
I don’t know what I expected, or what I knew abou...Read More
November 8, 2012 Uncategorized
There have been a number of books written detailing the best piece of advice a person ever received.
That advice ranged from always wearing clean underwear to never going on a date without cab fare home to visiting the ocean at least once a year.
I was lucky enough to have a very wise friend a long time ago. He gave me a number of pieces of advice, ones that I find still find myself repeating, both to myself and others.
The best piece of advice he gave me was “We are, all of us, works in progress.” It was a reminder that we were never done evolving, that even the best of us were not perfect, that we were truly a work in progress.
The next best was, “Nothing is wasted.”
Everything prepares us for the next thing.
Our lives are linear; we cannot get from one point to the next with...Read More
November 7, 2012 Uncategorized
I went to the Wednesday Coffee gathering tonight, where I was collecting food for the I ♥ it in the Can – Kentucky food drive.
This is the second year I’ve done that, but I’ve often raised money or other donations for different groups. I’ve raised money for animal shelters and anti-hunger agencies, women’s shelters and AIDS/HIV shelters.
I’ve never kept track of how much, but it’s quite a bit now, probably over $25k over the years, I’d guess.
Anyway, it was perfectly pleasant, and I got quite a few donations there for both Kentucky Harvest and the Animal Care Society, a no-kill shelter.
Someone had brought quite a bit of donations, and told me that it was more than she could carry, and she either seemed to think that I would make her carry it, or I would carry it myself from car to car...Read More