our 80th weekly open mike
Let’s see what happens when your host (me) has nothing to say. Step right up, speak your mind, tell a story, sing a song, whatever.
5/16/2026
Anything goes: 5/16/2026
5 responses to “Anything goes: 5/16/2026”
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How’s it going Doug, by which I mean are the interactions you have regarding your site all the ones visible here or are there other private connections generated by this?
Just a thought that you HAVE created this niche of connection, congrats…
anyway…Senior Moments of the week:
Scratched an itch on my arm and scratched a growing scab right off…
Went to town and discovered at the end of the day that I’d left the fridge door open a little
(some possibly odd-smelling cheese and yogurt went to the compost pile)
I opened the fridge door to get a sprig of parsley and the pot of quinoa hit the floor
(fortunately just enough caught on top of the lid for the next meal…)
okay, i forget the last…
(and there was the time a few months ago when i was dragging the side table over and the bird seed on top fell onto the floor, see pic…)
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It’s bird seed, presumably for the birds, so you swept it up and still used it, right? I’d be tempted to salvage the quinoa, too. The fridge door, though — really not a problem if it’s open a few inches. The motor works a little harder and still keeps everything cool.
Had a zit on the bridge of my nose several months ago, squeezed it, and it scabbed up, but I’ve been picking at the scab ever since, so there’s still a scab there.
Sometimes I print incoming emails as comments, usually I don’t. Other than that, what you see is what’s been said. Nothing’s deleted, redacted, or tidied up.
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okay, got a restaurant review to read,
i’ll take what i can get, bus ride? okay -
(Posting this here because I just realized there’s no where else I could post it…)
Muse-less In Paradise No More
I have a new muse, well for now anyway, until the erotica starts slipping in like an eager cock. We texted a few times last year and she was in my dream: we were making out and our tongues were like these oversized serpents going at it, too much tongue! Recently I lamented that I was muse-less in paradise and the next day asked if she would be my muse. She responded o Darling, I guess, sure…Darling! When a new muse says Darling it’s on! (Well, at least in my heads and dreams and pen.)
I had already fantasized about her a couple weeks before, twice with an orgasm and then I wore it out. (Actually, last night’s fantasy was fading and getting softer and at the last moments I brought the new muse into it which lit the fuse and brought on the explosion of pleasure.)
I was very excited to have a new muse, spent an hour writing the first haiku then edited it for another hour on my walk in the park. Ah a muse to amuse as well as amuse me. The next day I didn’t take quite so long and got pretty burned out by the effort, though a haiku is only about ten words.
She is young and hot with daddy issues and on anti-psychotic medication: purrrrfect…sweet muse in my thoughts
inspiring fresh sensations and
chocolate covered smilesplanting words in eyes
blooming garden embraces
harvesting warm besos(Photo of actual muse…)
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… a muse to amuse …
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