So Much For Plan A

It was a beautiful night and I was supposed to run 14 miles.  I ended up only running 10 because I felt my calf start to go.  So I limped home and iced up.

Just going to have to heal and try again.  It looks like this calf is always going to be trouble.

Dangerous Knowledge

I learned something very dangerous this weekend.

How to download books from the library to my Nook and iPad.

In other news... I may never been seen nor heard from again.  Don't worry, I'm not dead.  Unless I wander into traffic while reading or something.

Fanatic Fan Girl

I love fanatics.  These people are an endless font of entertainment.

So here are a few of my favorite fanatical types.

Political Conspirators.  The birthers, the truthers.  These people are fantastic.  People who look to Orly Tates and Donald Trump and think they sound credible.  Victoria Jackson is an ideal example.  Holy crap is that chick crazy.  She is a perfect storm of crazy, racist, stupid and angry.  I could not stand her on as a comedic actress, but as a crazy woman on the street babbling into her iphone, I cannot get enough of the funny.

Religious Nutzoids.  I am not talking people of faith. I am fine with those.  I am talking the Fred Phelps type people who are convinced that an all powerful deity just happens to have ALL the same prejudices and fears that you do.  Sure.  Seems legit.  God makes gays, and hates gays.  Your magic invisible friend in the sky is better than anyone else's invisible friend in the sky because your invisible friend in the sky is real but the idea of a different invisible friend in the sky is silly?

People that are super duper into how important imaginary shit is.  Gamers are a good example.  But at least in some way, that's a hobby.  Music fanatics that dedicate all their time to being anti whatever is popular at the moment.  Who think they are better people for hating the top 40 with a disproportionate fashion.  But Goreans are the best example of this.  People that dedicate years of their life to arguing over what irrelevant crap makes them the most "real" imaginary thing.  Endlessly entertaining.

I love me some fanatics.

Being election season, I get an endless stream of my favorite show - batshit crazy goes frothing at the mouth angry. 

Mental Notes

1. I still wanna blow Bill Clinton. He seems like he'd be fun to fuck.
2. Paper is trying to kill me one small cut at a time.
3.  Was it Sweden? Its a moose.
4. I love fanatics.

Religiosity

So yesterday first post i see was a still shot from what seems to be a snuff film about Jesus claiming that Jim Cavezzial (however the hell that's spelled) died for me. I'd like to state, for the record, i was in no way the direct or proximate cause of the death of the guy from People of Interest.
This morning it was a pretty nasty anti-Muslim bit of religious bigotry aimed at a presidential candidate. Facepalm.
I'm an atheist. No dog in this fight. But from an outside perspective, all ya'll arguing about who's imaginary friend is better, and killing for it, are REALLY annoying.

Genuine Natural Order

I tend to approach things in a logical manner. Master has been an influence, as was my upbringing,, but i am generally not an overwhelmingly emotional person. So the concept of a natural order based lifestyle appealed to me.  Follow ones natural inclination. This made sense.
The Gorean lifestyle is touted as a natural order approach. Unfortunately, it falls far short of this standard in that it fails to account for reality in several fundamental areas.  So that didn't work out.  Pointless pomp and circumstance doesn't work well on me. Behaving in a manner clearly contrary to reality (pretending some idiot I'm actually superior to is somehow "better" than I based on nothing more than social expectation) also has an overall negative effect. I can't take those people seriously.
However, i do still feel a natural order approach to a relationship is most effective for me. By that i mean ACTUAL natural order, the survival of the fittest type natural evolution of interpersonal dynamic type.

Its actually a pretty simple concept.  You start off with me as presumed equals.  Your behavior thereafter will move you up or down the ladder. 

Bad Vibrations

I know i'm in the minority here, but i hate vibrators.  I have no gag reflex anymore (practice made perfect). I got a popcorn kernel off the back of my tonsil this weekend.  But bring a vibrator within a foot of my clit and i will spew red, white and blue.  Shudder. 
Maybe i'm too sensitive. I orgasm at sometimes inappropriate and inconvenient times.  I'll take that over numbing my clit with a little jackhammer any day, hands down.  The only thing i want to vibrate is my recliner. Back numb = good, clit numb = very bad.

Im having a strange morning...