It's Sunday evening and no one is home but me and the dog.
The dog is lying on his side upstairs fagged out and ingnoring everything after two hours at the dog park and a contentious encounter with the hose and dog soap after that from earlier today.
I'm alone in my man cave with the music on. The TV audio is down with the closed-captioning on.
I'm sucking down on an Asahi. And, my computer is taking me places.
Gotta find a way to bottle this.
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Technological advancements, in the last five years, have diminished the department I work in from fifty-eight people down to eighteen. I’m one of those eighteen. Twenty years ago, the working model of the business that I’m in and other similar businesses was loosely being envisioned the way that it stands today. I can further envision it becoming more streamlined.
Religious zealots and extremists (the modern commie threat) around the world don’t hate the west because their homes get bombed and their citizens get killed. They hate the west today because of the stunning facility that technology has enabled their fragile order, and easily influenced multitudes to stray away from dogma and to instead gape at Honey Boo Boo, The Jersey Shore and The Real Housewives of Sodom and Gomorrah.
More than ever before, technology and the ease of communication has today enabled a larger number of vacuous types to become principals. These principals, their followers and enablers who are blissfully ignorant of their collective vacant numbness are today’s new goldmine.
I have got to find a way to exploit these reality-show based masses straight into my pocketbook.
Technological advancements can only create bigger numbers.
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My Opinion of A Perfect Weekend
It must be raining outside the entire time. Or, it must be very cold and snowy. Or, it could be hot and oppressive outdoors. There must be enough good food and drink. A comfy bath robe and heavy cotton socks are a must and would be the weekend's only uniform.
The most important ingredient? A partner.
The weekend would play out along these lines:
Friday evening: Enter home, lock door, strip, fuck, shower, prep dinner meal, cocktail, enjoy dinner meal, cocktail, dessert, make-love, sleep the night.
Saturday: Wake, comfort partner, have sex, rest, snooze, shower, enjoy copious amounts of fruit variety for breakfast, coffee, newspaper, eye contact, return to bedroom, have sex, sleep, shower, watch movie in bedroom, order out for dinner delivery, share all the dinner items, feed each other dessert, large glass of wine, return to bedroom, slowly establish a breathing rhythm between the two, make-love, sleep the night.
Sunday: Wake, comfort partner, pleasure each other, shower, breakfast, newspaper, Sunday TV news programs, heavy petting, pleasure each other, spoon and sleep, rinse, prepare dinner and stow in the oven to slow cook, watch movie in bedroom, eat dinner together from one large plate, wine, more wine, prep for Monday morning, retire to bedroom, watch Sunday night TV, comfort partner, sleep the night.
Monday: Wake, fuck, shower, dress, coffee and toast, exit home........lock door.
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