The following High Holy Day Message of the Jewish Theological Seminary ( Read more... )

This weekend I get to cap off my month and a half of seemingly nonstop vacation and guesthosting with three days with a group of men competent and inclined to help me work through my heaviest obstacles. And I know exactly how I want to go about it ( Read more... )

It was to you that I, the average man ( Read more... )

I've been lying to myself. My jealousy about cohabitante's recent flirtation is not principally about my judgements about the guy. It's about my fear of becoming less important to her, which is a function of my valuing our amitie ( Read more... )

Because when aroused one always has a choice between remaining present with the other party/parties, and shifting focus entirely to one's own pleasure, we sometimes speak the others' names, as a concretisation of the former choice. When we hear others speaking our names, we are flattered because we know that they are choosing to stay present with ( Read more... )

http://mail.google.com/mail/?realattid=0.1&attid=0.1&disp=inline&view=att&th=113b1d7a6cf4a383

The day after our succesful rager (a batch of tagine merquez containing 6 lbs of sausage was consumed before the man with the mojito fixins even arrived), cohabitante, whilom, and I went to brunch at a favoured local establishment, in company with a woman for whom I've yet to concoct an lj moniker, who has been making an habit in recent weeks of ( Read more... )

Cohabitante and I watched the above named film yesterday afternoon. It was interesting to me in several ways. I found the protagonists' masculinities, particularly that of the Murrow character, at once threatening and charming. The boys in the newsroom treat each other to endless cruel quips. I envy the quickness of their wits, and am pleased to be ( Read more... )

This spring, I have been overwhelmed by the flowers. From the lilacs' pungence during the early hot stretch last week, to the unidentified fruity-smelling blossoms hanging in cylindrical clusters off of some trees in Amherst that they don't have here, I am noticing the floridity of spring in a way that I haven't in years. I like it. It's really not ( Read more... )

So I'd forgotten that thing where I'm vulnerable to someone and they touch me and I stay open and at the end I start to notice desire tugging at my magic parts. Got a massage from an old pal this afternoon and the desire at the end was notable in that it contained absolutely zero distress. It was even kind of enjoyable without any likelihood of ( Read more... )