The Music of Us
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Posted:Oct 13, 2008 5:27 pm
Last Updated:May 4, 2024 5:2 am
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“We need music”, I said. “It’s too quiet”. Melodies burst into the air almost immediately. Familiar songs, with familiar tunes, familiar words, sung by familiar singers. It was comfortable. Triggered by music, deep-rooted memories flooded the room with sensations of warmth, laughter, tranquility, and a sense of belonging. At that moment, I realized how much music went into making Us.
Never Blame the Rainbows for the Rain, Tender Years, Wonderful Tonight, Everything I Do (I do it for you), Roadhouse Blues, The Touch, Forever is as Far as I Will Go, Keeper of the Stars, Peaceful Easy Feeling, Pretty Woman, Margaritaville, Pop-A-Top, Dance, You Make Loving Fun, Heart of the Matter, Then Again, Losing My Religion, Still the Night, The Lion Sleeps Tonight, We Must Be Loving Right, When It All Began, Paint Your Wagon, Smooth, Kryptonite, Blue Moon, They’re Coming To Take Me Away, The Dance, Beaches of Cheyenne, The One You Love, Lyin’ Eyes, Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning, It’s Alright to be Itty Bitty, Last Resort, You are my special angel, Lady in Red, American Pie, Do You Know What I Mean?, Making Memories of Us, Remember When, You’re Such a Woman, Reckless, Angels Among Us, The Chair, Rumble In Brighton, Old Time Rock n’ Roll, Unknown Legend, This Old Man, Ponytail Song, Already Gone, I Love This Bar, Stuff That Works, Lumberjack Song, Brand New Key, Innocent Man, Unchained Melody, Sweet Dreams are Made of These, Little Honda, Born To Be Wild, National Anthem of Bubba, High Hopes, Dude Looks Like A Lady, Amazing Grace, Dust in the Wind, Get Over It, Love Will Keep Us Alive, Lady, Don’t Stop Believing, End of the Line, Who Says You Can’t Go Home, It’s My Life, True Love Ways, Alice’s Restaurant, Colour My World, Candle in the Wind, 5:00 Somewhere, Live Like You Were Dying, Little Darlin’, Run Around Sue, Louie Louie, Pachabel Canon in D, Somewhere in Time, Every Breathe you Take, Samba Pa Ti. LaBamba, Jailhouse Rock, Don’t Close Your Eyes, Cocaine, Back Home Again in Indiana, etc.
These songs (we’ll add others as we remember them) are interwoven memories that lend strength and support to the foundation of our relationship. Billions and billions of songs in the world, only one composition, chosen by fate, could be set apart as “our song”. Something poignant, touching, or romantic? Nope!
Our song is "YMCA" by the Village People. Gotta love fate!
Anybody else have some strong memories linked to music?
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NSA and the quality of sex
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Posted:Feb 16, 2008 7:08 am
Last Updated:Aug 28, 2008 5:13 am
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I met someone on this site. We exchanged a few e-mails, phone calls, and eventually met in person. The physical attraction and sexual desire were mutual so we arranged to meet and have sex. We’ve met for sex several times since. I don’t know his last name, where he lives, his favorite color, what kind of movies he likes, etc. I know his phone number, his first name, and his screen name on HotMatch.com. He knows nothing more than this about me. I called him when I needed a friend. He didn’t return my call. He says we are very good friends. The sex doesn’t suck.
I ran into a former work associate. We’ve met for drinks, dinner, dancing, and more. Mutual sexual desire is undeniable. I know his full name as well as the names of his parents, , and ex-wife. We’ve been to each other’s homes. I know his views on politics, religion, drugs, etc. He knows all this and more about me. I called him when I needed a friend. He came over. He doesn’t say we are very good friends, he shows it. We just had sex for the first time. It was phenomenal.
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Fuck or Fuck Off.
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Posted:Oct 21, 2007 4:47 am
Last Updated:Dec 1, 2008 12:14 am
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Round One:
You saw their pic/profile and thought, "might be do-able". So you wink and/or hotlist and/or send an e-mail. Anything to get them to check out your pic/profile and decide you might also be do-able. DING. Round one over.
Round Two: E-mail is exchanged, anything from 2 to 200 times. If they didn't blow it, and if you didn't blow it, and everyone thinks everyone might still be do-able, you set a date, time, and location to meet. DING. Round two over.
Time to play Fuck or Fuck Off!
Round Three (the Fuck option): You meet. They are. You are. And you fuck happily ever after. DING DING DING
--- OR ---
Round Three (the Fuck Off option): The instant you lay eyes on them you ask yourself, "What the hell was I thinking? Do-able? I wouldn't do him with her dick!" Instead of telling them "this ain't happening", you stay. Thus begins the excruciating periods of silence; the awkward introductions; the lack of eye contact between strangers; the meaningless conversations that fail to address the purpose of the meeting; tension and apprehension so thick you can smell them; the scramble to pay the check and get the hell outta Dodge; and worst of all, the good-byes. Everyone overly polite and positive about how well it went...
CLUNK. Game wasted. Time wasted. Go home, get wasted and do yourself.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Wouldn't it be more effective to be direct? Why do we put ourselves through this abominable ritual. Why not say thank you for meeting, but this doesn't work. No explanation required. No means No - period.
We believe the direct approach actually demonstrates more understanding and respect for the lifestyle and the lifestyle members.
DING. End of the Blog by:
standleylakecpl(COUPLE)
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