Kinky Cooking…..(to say the least)

WOW… I’m rather glad I’m not the only one as interested in such stuff.  So here’s a blog link that I find fascinating.  There’s a book too and that’s just peachy.  Sometimes my kinks are a bit out there…even for me but well, I can’t help it, it’s just who I am and what does it for moi.


Why I hate steampunk…

I’d like to preface this by pleading that I have tried. I really have. I have watched many steampunk proponents wandering around in their elegant outfits, looking like they fell through a warp hole in 1840′s metropolitan England. I observed their special vehicles and modified instruments, I have visited their shops and heard their music, and even though the whole “movement” is technically just beginning, I am officially done. I hate steampunk.  I can’t even get into steampunk related movies I think it’s all a bit too farfetched for me.  I absolutely love fantasy and things bordering on the real that actually could happen…but not steampunk.

I do not hate the concepts behind steampunk – rather, I find them quite interesting. Steampunk, for you odd few innocents, examines a world where either the invention of electricity and modern mechanics have not occurred yet, or an alternative present or future where electricity has been skipped and the gap basically covered by earlier-found means such as steam power or clockwork mechanicals. Steam power, of course, tends to be the most prevalent, hence the name. It has also been frequently compared to “cyberpunk”, in the sense that although the technological background is different, it covers many of the same themes as cyberpunk does, such as rebellion towards authority. Cyberpunk has a cool name.

The original inspiration for steampunk can be traced back to a handful of earlier fiction works, such as H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine and the works of Jules Verne. Verne’s works did take place in Victorian times, and may partly have inspired the Victorian aesthetic sensibilities surrounding steampunk, but since they were created by an author living in Victorian times, readers most likely took it as being set in the present.  That’s about all I can really say on this. 

Where on earth would we be without….?

Lost? Useless? Taken for Granted? Unappreciated?  Scared? How you cope with these feelings is key, in response to your circumstances.  Life blows….it can suck…it can suck the life out of you.  If you allow it….if you get caught up in the trappings of all sorts of addictions and manage to outwit your mind because your worth more than you think.  I have a serious appreciation for senior citizens you know….they…..lived thru this stuff. 

I  do believe in setting goals. We live by goals. In athletics we always have a goal. When we go to school, we have the goal of graduation and degrees. Our total existence is goal-oriented. We must have goals to make progress, encouraged by keeping records . . . as the swimmer or the jumper or the runner does . . . Progress is easier when it is timed, checked, and measured. . . .Goals are good. Laboring with a distant aim sets the mind in a higher key and puts us at our best. Goals should always be made to a point that will make us reach and strain.

When I pull focus on other things and not my materialistic musings and I give to others…..such abundance happens.    I like pulling focus….it’s harder than you think!