Technology is a Wonderful Thing

I am currently a kid in a candy shop. With a new toy.

A new camera to be exact. A simple little digital point-and-shoot, which has already been tested with semi-nekkid pics of me in my alone time. (okay, more than semi-nekkid!)

A new discovery today was that it has a very effective and easy to use video mode. You can even use it one-handed. :)

As soon as I figure out how to post nekkid video......

Sugasm #80

We had a self imposed hiatus..but we're back in full. I'll be getting some more stuff up here very soon. Thanks to all of the sex bloggers for voting my last entry into the top 3. Sugasm rules!!

Sugasm #80
The best of this weeks blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants.

This Week's Picks
A Blue Hot Horny House Call (dirtydetails.blogspot.com...)
"Saliva splashed to her hands as she worked me to a mighty stiff erection."
Part Three: Sorbet at Night ( smart-girls.blogspot.com...)
"With every thrust, I was louder and louder, my hands clawing for something to squeeze besides the brick wall of his building."
Tighter: the hotel (erotischism.blogspot.com...)
"One by one, I tied the ropes to the cuffs, and then made adjustments so that she was taut, with her arms and legs splayed out."

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Photo Manipulation (sugarbank.com...)

Editor's Choice
Office Masturbation - part one (eroticawriter.blogspot.com...)

See also: Fleshbot's Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday ( Fleshbot.com...)

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
I watched some gals in kalamazoo ( hard-and-fast.blogspot.com...)
Porn and Erotica and Threesomes (mercedessexadventures.blogspot.com...)
Taste yourself: another irritating tool of misogyny (in which I do get explicit) ( un-cool.blogspot.com...)
When Is Sex "Genuine"? ( perverselypoly.blogspot.com...)

Sex &Politics
Media Exploitation of a Sex Worker Past (deliciously-naughty.typepad.com...)

Sex Work
Sex and Disability Part II (englishcourtesan.blogspot.com...)

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Audio: Rubbin' My Duckie (www.taratainton.com...)
The Crotchless Bodysuit: An Introduction (marriedexploits.blogspot.com... )
Half-Nekkid by Request ( sweatshopsissy.wordpress.com...)
HNT - It's A Wrap (talktovanessa.com...)
I Feel Myself (eroticandy.blogspot.com...)
Sara X (Gothic Sluts) (viviane212.blogspot.com...)
Warmer Days (dirtyandthirty.blogspot.com...)

BDSM & Fetish
Blind Faith (www.betweensheets.net...)
Happy HNT - Shadow paddling (darkside-journey.blogspot.com...)
Still sex-starved...relatively speaking (twentyfoursevends.blogspot.com... )
A Submissive Girl's Learning Curve ( shesinheat.blogspot.com...)

Erotic Writing and Experiences
After Concert (davidsconfessions.blogspot.com...)
At the Gym (drtycplinva.blogspot.com...)
Glistening…. (clearslate2007.wordpress.com... )
Half-Nekkid Sex Blogging Stud (www.tarasnaughtyshop.com...)
Hedonism on Paradise - Part Five (bikersballsandteacherstits.blogspot.com... )
Hospital Freaks ( confessions112.blogspot.com...)
It can be anyone! ( lastbreath.wordpress.com...)
On My Back (thenakedrhetoricaltruth.blogspot.com...)
Oral Sex (imelda-imelda.blogspot.com... )

Sara X courtesy of Viviane's Sex Carnival.

Memorial Day

I can't shake a sadness today.

Monday is Memorial Day in America. A time to pause and remember our war dead. Soldiers who died in the service of our country. There have been too many.

I served, although I never served technically in combat. Mine was mostly peacetime service in the U.S. Air Force. Although, if you've served you know that there is danger in the military in peace time also. Training o be the sharp edge of the spear. I worked, for example, to train combat pilots - two of them who died in training accidents in high performance aircraft. Fine young men, lost. God bless them and their families.

My small unit did serve in combat in Desert Storm. Some in the combat area, some of us in support stateside. I wanted to go. That's what I signed up for on active duty. But I wasn't sent. I served where I was, and felt like I had a national security mission, but I wasn't in immediate danger.

Another young man was. My age, my rank - a technical sargeant, working in the building next to me. Deployed because of his AFSC - his job skill to a combat zone. Killed a week later. A fine young man. Lost. God bless him and his family. Because of the luck of the draw, I've had 17 years since then to live life and build a family while his family had to go on without him.

His death in the service of our country makes me sad every year on this day. I can't shake it. I remember him.

So many fine young men and women lost, over the years and now in Iraq and Afghanistan in combat, and points around the globe in training. Very sad.

I sent Mrs. SCM out overnight to get some needed rest and refreshing. Partly, just because I wasn't good company.

Monday I'll remember those 3 particular soldiers out of the many dead, as I focus on spending time with my wife and my two young sons. My version of a memorial.

Hey There, Big Boy

My wife has been talking to me about sex. Or, more accurately, we're talking to each other about having sex. That's a positive recent development. Just thought I'd mention it.

I would say that backing off the internet time via this semi-hiatus, and actually paying attention to my wife, is starting to have an effect. On both of us.

Last weekend we were having some rare family time and doing some outdoor sporting activities. My wife looked around the kids at me and said "Save some of that energy for later." With a wink and a smile. That's huge. Re-connecting.

Of course, I've been on the road all week and have not been able to benefit from the renewed mutual lust.

But the holiday weekend looks very promising indeed.

I've been trying to check in on your blogs. How are you all doing out there?

Have a great and safe holiday weekend.

Beauty on a Bus

I saw the most beautiful girl this week. On a bus, in the economy parking lot of a random airport.

Persian, maybe. Smoldering beauty. An electric smile - flirtatious at all times, but not really. Lovely.

Just 5 minutes, but long enough to make an impression on me of just how beautiful a woman can be.

She made my week.