Dream Lovers, Speed Dating and Me

The heat has been relentless this September. Paychecks in the form of my Social Networking job arrived. I still need to do a major eBay or Yard Sale. I've been reading of people who cull through every six months and eliminate stuff. Yet I still have so much baggage scattered about.

It had been a most unusual day. A phone call I expected failed to come through. And then on cam4.com, this hot guy I'd seen months ago re-materialized under a new screen name. He was rather shy on cam....but I would be too if I were buck naked with 30 people watching. I cammed for a few minutes; my standard fully dressed, full of bullshit patter..juggling 4-5 conversations.

Eventually we got over to Skype. He lived north of Chicago which sounded great til I remembered that Wisconsin isn't 'down' from Illinois but above it. I was taking a risk by talking to him..small world that it is but we got so involved in discussing things we had in common and people we knew in California. I have dozens of friends in Chicago and visiting there wasn't out of the ordinary.

He wasn't 60 but 50. He wasn't 5'4" but 5'11". I kept shaking my head in disbelief: he was stunningly built but as he puffed and puffed on his peace pipe, his eyes began rolling about in his head. He made my crazy act look tame.

I sent him on his way into cyberspace and went from Lake Michigan to the Atlantic Coast and Maine where I had a great time with a fellow writer who was running a large turn of the century inn. Of course it's haunted so my Dark Shadows memories went into overdrive. I've not been to New England: I have a feeling I'm not going to get Peyton Place.

Alas he had two or three romantic triangles going on but as I've learned, it's better to listen and keep my mouth shut vs offer advice. No one asks for it, nor takes it anyway. Ha.

By the time I finally logged out and powered off the computer I felt like I'd been on a speed dating frenzy. And there were so many, it was simply fun.

The Case of the Missing Blogs

I started blogging on NastyKinkPigs during the Fall of 2010. At that time, I was on the site site regularly, and by extension, writing about my misadventures was the perfect self-analysis.

In addition to my hook-ups/romances/cyber-goofs, I threw in links for recovery sites, news reports: whatever seemed to come down the pike. I tried peering into the looking glass of metaphysics....but found it too difficult to explain in writing. NKP was ahead of it's time and quite comprehensive: offering pics, vids, camming, blogs, stories, classifieds and a sense of community.

I expected my writing to be the equivalent of a wet blanket on a box of fireworks, but something different happened. People wrote back how much they appreciated my words, my openness, my willingness to laugh at myself. I was humbled. I still am.

Blogging on a social network isn't without problems. Upgrades to th NKP site resulted in the loss of all my saved emails there. I didn't even think about saving copies..until they went away. One dark and task oriented night, I dutifully copied my blogs and filed them away.

Although the feedback was great and the target demographic was right there, I decided to move to Blogger last August. I felt there was a larger audience interested in what an alternate lifestyle within a alternate lifestyle looked like. There are thousands who wouldn't dream of logging into websites such as NKP, or Adam4Adam, BarebackRT, Manhunt. I can't blame them. I don't use those sites.
 

For a minuteI thought about posting here AND on NKP, but the platform they use isn't conducive to a cut and paste from Microsoft Word, and what should have been easy became quite tedious. So aside from a few random crossover posts, I've been quite content here.

I've only been back to NKP infrequently the last few months. My profile had vanished during a systems upgrade. I replaced it. My music, consisting of movie musical songs, jazz and classic vocals vanished on another upgrade

The last time I went into my online blog folder: I noticed about 15 blogs were missing. Given how the site upgrades had scrapped saved emails, my music files and my profile on separate occasions, I was surprised the blogs had survived this long.

But then I noticed which blogs were missing. Any that related to the not-so-chic aspects of partying: the former ICU2 buddy arrested for making child pornography-all missing. The  numerous times I sobbed over Woodsy in Times New Roman format-vanished

There's not much I can do about what's lost: I plan to re-post the 2010/11 entries here so we have the blog is in one location.  In the interim, the NKP blog remains as sort of a historical record of another time, another place.

I didn't set out to be a voice for a group, but reports are in that I have. And I thank you for taking this journey with me.