Normal People Have Outrageous Fantasies

Have you ever heard the phrase, "watch out for the quiet ones"? Perhaps I shouldn't say any more?

Ah, snot. It's my blog, and I'll rant, if I want to...

Q: So, am I normal?
A: Don't know. Don't care.

Statistically, the more you take into account, (height, weight, eye colour, appreciation of fairy lights, etc.), the more scatter charts you end up with. Find the middle of each one, and discover that the centre dots are not the same person. So, after many days of work, you can prove to yourself that a normal person does not exist. We are all individuals. Everybody repeat, after me... We are all individuals.

Now isn't it sad that society is geared up to only deal with Mr and Mrs Average and their son or daughter Master or Miss Normal?

My conclusion: Be outrageous, but don't scare the horses or the straights.

Never Find The Caption You Want

About this time of year I think, "I know, I'll post a couple of captions with a Christmas theme". Of course, my very next thought is, "Where the snot did I put them?"

To quote a well know comedian, "May your God go with you". For some others: May Gaea smile upon you. For the Atheists: Hope you can put off oblivion for as long as possible. For everyone: "Be as nice to others as you would want them to be to you, and make that last all year".



Done All Your Shopping Yet?

Na! Me neither. Just wanted to say that I had a plan. That's all I've got, so far, mind - my plan. :-))

Hope you like this latest batch.

This last one is a bit off topic, with no mention of chastity. However, in my mind the photographer is obviously wearing a chastity device of some kind. After this little incident, just think of all the extra chastity time he'll get.

If Ever I Need to Escape

I had plans to blog more and resurrect my second blog. Busy times, for all sorts of off-topic reasons. Anyway, enjoy the as complete an escape as I can make right now...

I'm not sure, but I think this is the awesome Miss Kitsch.

Celebrating Failure

In the UK the 5th of November is celebrated as Guy Fawkes Night with fireworks. It is to celebrate a Spanish Catholic failing to destroy The House Of Lords in 1605. Guy's effigy is placed on bonfires at the centre of these celebrations. I've always wondered that if we were celebrating a success, wouldn't the day be called Parliament's Day?

Only we British seem to celebrate failure. My home is a strange land.

Anyway, enjoy the uncertainties...