Bavaria:

Power for Power’s Sake.

Fnord.

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So did you, if you’re paying attention. 🙂

Quotes out of Context

Me: That’s what the world needs. More cute lesbian chicks!
Her: As long as they’re 90% lesbian, of course.

Passive Entertainment

Shelly, her mother, and I saw “The Recruit” last night. Not a bad movie; it’s basically “Training Day” with less urban attitude and more sleight-of-hand.

Exercise doesn’t really make you live longer…

…it just feels that way. I haven’t been to the gym this often or this consistently since…well, ever,now that I think about it. And it’s all Shelly’s fault. She’s a slavedriver.

She also has this refreshing tendency to challenge a lot of the basic assumptions kellyv and I have made in our relationship. She’s caused kellyv and I to re-examine many of the elements of our relationship, particularly with regard to what it means to be ‘primary’ or ‘secondary’ in a polyamorous relationship, and what needs those terms fill in the first place.

kellyv has always felt the need to be ‘primary’–that is, to fill a unique place in my life, to stand on the knowledge that my relationship with her in some way supercedes my other relationships. Yet she does notseem to feel threatened by Shelly, even when Shelly does things that she associates with “primary.”

What kellyv seems to value most about the idea of primacy is not so much control as uniqueness. She feels threatened if someone else wants a relationship with me that looks like the relationship I have with “lj user=”kellyv”>, and not feel threatened by someone who wants a relationship that doesn’t; that, more than anything else, is the key to “primacy” for .

Since kellyv and Shelly are very, very different in many fundamental ways, including the way they approach relationships both philosophically and emotionally, kellyv has demonstrated a significant willingness to be flexible and accomodating in Shelly’s needs.

Which is, I think, a very positive and healthy thing. The three of us are growing very close as a result, and I for one am very, very happy about that.

Tis much happiness should be criminal. Really. 🙂

Weekend Frustration

Still haven’t been able to get my plane in the air–most recently because I haven’t been able to reach the instructor who had been training me. I’m getting so frustrated I’m dreaming about flying it. Grr…

Just installed a third Ethernet outlet on our couch. kellyv and I now have a couch with three Ethernet ports: One on each side, and one in the center, between the cushions. Now when Shelly
I am such a geek sometimes.

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Got the aileron problem with the plane sorted out. Looks like I’ll be able to fly this weekend!

Shelly has started working out, and she’s dragging kellyv and I with her. I need to be able to keep pace with her; otherwise, she might one day be able to overpower me, and we can’t let that happen. There’s no end to the evil she might do if she can restrain me against my will.

Been a long but productive weekend. The first good news: Villain Tees, the new joint venture between lordfuckbeast and I, is officially off the ground! We’re selling the most rude, obnoxious T-shirts you’re likely to find anywhere. Drop by and give it a look.

Today, kellyv and I helped Shelly move to Tampa. Shelly has been staying with us for most of the past two weeks, and to be quite honest, I’ve kind of become accustomed to having a couple of extra feet in my bed. It’s been really nice. Shelly has a place of her own here in Tampa, now, which is both good and bad–good, because she’s officially living here; bad, because she’s spending the night in her place, not our place, this evening.

She’s easy to get used to.

kellyv and I have been spending quite a bit of time together; our relationship is in a growth phase again, even after seventeen years. Some part of that has been prompted by Shelly, who has this knack–or maybe it’s an art–of offering a fresh and well-reasoned perspective on things.

Another milestone: I fired up the engine on my new model airplane this week. It’s just about ready to fly–a minor glitch with the aileron servos, which don’t seem to want to work properly, and it’s good to go. I can hardly wait!

A very large Web redesign project for a major client has been green-lighted for an effectively unlimited budget–good news indeed.

The Florida Poly Retreat is coming up in a few weeks–right about the same time as my birthday. 🙂

It is, it would seem, rather difficult to find the time to journal life when you’re quite busy living it.

…and you’re guilty, too!

Now that the annual report that’s been hanging over my head like the sword of Damocles all week is almost ready to go to the printer, I can actually write about my weekend.

I catch the rain that turns me to rust, I stand in the flame that turns me to dust
I can’t believe that you might believe I’ll heal you…

Shelly and M were both able to spend Valentine’s weekend with kellyv and I, which was absolutely delightful. My own rant aside, M found a perfect Valentine’s card for all three of us; it said “Our relationship might not be what other people expect, but it works for us.”

On Saturday, all four of us went down to Ft. Myers for Decadence 2003, a BDSM party hosted by the same group who hosts the Ft. Myers Munch. It was a blast, even though the place was absolutely packed.

M and I had the opportunity to tie Shelly to a St. Andrew’s cross and take turns whipping her, whihc was quite a treat. Afterward, we watched a lovely demonstration of fire play, given in part by a woman who could easily be the twin of Carrie Ann Moss’ character “Trinity” in The Matrix.

You stare nowhere do you care
You close your insides and you’re paralyzed by your own fear

M has a talking Stich doll from the movie Lilo and Stitch.

Stitch does not like S&M.

The toy has voice recognition circuitry in it. Whenever you talk to it, it talks back, if it understands what you’re saying. You can tell it things like “You’re naughty!” or “Aloha, Stitch!” or “Can you play?” and it will respond to you.

Upon our return from Ft. Myers, kellyv watched while Shelly and I used the violet wand on M. Stitch sat in a corner, ignored; and whenever M screamed, Stitch would say, “WhatEVER!” Clearly, Stitch did not appreciate the situation one little bit. Foolish little stuffed talking alien. I think he has some unresolved internal issues.

I’m your fear, I’m your monster
What’s hiding in your shadow…”

Sunday was PolyTampa.

I sometimes feel like the token villain at PolyTampa. I do not believe love conquers all, I do not believe that everyone is noble and just, I don’t believe that even the people who are noble and just are always right, I don’t believe int he innate goodness of man, I don’t believe that all relationships can–or even should–succeed, I don’t believe that people of reason can always see eye to eye, and I don’t believe that the world is a very nice place. And, just for the record, I don’t believe Star Trek is a very good show.

These views are not shared by everyone who belongs to Po lyTampa. One trait I have in common with kellyv is that if someone says something I disagree with, I tend not to keep my mouth shut about it.

This at times makes me the bad guy–the one who says “Well, yes, that looks great on paper, but pitchfork it into the world of things that exist and it’ll turn to shit faster than you can say ‘Communism was just a red herring.'”

Which is fine. I don’t mind playing the bad guy.

Afterward, we went out to dinner with several friends, including smoocherie and fritzcat66. kellyv and I have been spending significantly more time with them since Shelly and I started dating, which has been nice.

So violently to touch, it’s tearing me down
So beautifully to clutch is what you believe

This weekend, kellyv and Shelly want to go get tattoos. We’re also considering a trip to the Castle, possibly with smoocherie. Saturday, sunyata__ has invited us to a party, though it’s still up in the air whether or not we’ll be able to attend–I would certainly like to, however. And at some point, I plan to spend some “alone time” with kellyv. Things have been so hectic lately, it’s been difficult for us to meet our recommended daily allowance of together time.

First they came for the verbs, and I said nothing because verbing weirds language. Then they arrival for the nouns, and I speech nothing because I no verbs.

Courtesy of The Onion:

Aries (March 21-April 19):

The media will proclaim you the new John F. Kennedy for your charisma, sense of style, and massive gunshot wound to the back of the head.

For those of you who suspected it, yes, it’s true: Windows XP is not so much an operating system as it is a postmodern work of existential angst.

The final proof is in this Microsoft Knowledgebase article:

A Connection Manager Connection Does Not Connect After Being Disconnected

That really about says it all, doesn’t it?