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Living and Dying in 5/4 Time


 A Conversation With Captain Morgan
 

     Ever since I came to the Stream in November of 2005 I've been constantly fascinated. I've had the good fortune of meeting many wonderful new friends, discussed and explored all manner of topics and even taken a few of you with me as we rode the Hitchcock Railway through the night skies just north of Chago Canyon. I've read more blog posts than I can count. I've laughed and sometimes quietly cried as I've read about lives filled with amazing magic and unbelievable heartbreak. I've read posts that intrigued me, posts that made me think, posts that unfuriated me and posts that just took my breath away. All good stuff, no matter what.
    As I've become friends with many here on the Stream I've shared much of who and what and why I am who I am. You all know my name (not Captain Morgan, but my REAL name.) You all know my age and where I live and my e-mail address and how to find me if you want to chat. As I've surfed from blogsite to blogsite I've always visited each person's profile. I love to know more about those I consider friends and those I enjoy reading posts from. That's where my fascination began. Rarely, if ever do I find a profile posted that gives ANY substantive personal information about the blogger I'm reading. Now I do understand the issue of privacy and I surely do respect EVERYONE'S privacy. Hell. I am in some ways a very private person to. There was a time in my life when I was so intent on maintaining my privacy that those who met me considered me unapproachable. I'm not, but I know now I came off as if I were. That all changed somewhere along life's highway and I discovered a whole new world of friendships on all manner of levels.
    Now my fascination has motivated me to devise an experiment. What else would you expect from the amazing and thoroughly wacky mind of someone who devised amazing creations like the Great BaZoomba, The Bean-A-Sphere and the magnificent Propane Powered Penis Pump?
    So...here is how my experiment works. I will post my home telephone number and invite any of my Streamer friends to call. We can talk about ANYTHING you want to discuss. There is a caveat involved though. At some point in the conversation I will ask you to give me YOUR telephone number so I can call you back. I will trust you all with my home phone number. How many of you will trust me with yours? Oh! And here's ANOTHER twist. You won't know who'll answer. It might be the old captain..... and it might be Mrs. Morgan. Yes, we're conducting this experiment together.
    As much as I absolutely abhore limitations, I do have to put a few on my experiment. It was a long night in the foundry and it's now nearly sunrise, so we won't answer the blower (phone) until 12:00 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time and my wacky experiment will continue all through the week-end until 12:00 a.m.  Monday. And be assured of this: We will NOT divulge anyone's phone numbers or the subject of their conversations.
    The number here at the Poor Folks Ponderosa is: 360.574.9731 if you're in the mood for some conversation with Captain Morgan.... or Mrs Morgan ..... or both of us.
Posted by Captain Morgan at 7:18 AM - 24 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Half Baked Baker's Dozen Friday Fun Facts
 



1> This year I'm asking Santa for a drum set.

2> My orgasms come in three parts; physical, mental and emotional

3> I can find something attractive about almost everyone I meet.

4> Most of the stuff sold at Victoria's Secret Stores turns me off.

5> For me no sex is better than sex in a rush.

6> I have 83 hot buttons.

7> New clothes make me uncomfortable until they've been washed at least a dozen times.

8> I choose to be noncompliant as much as possible.

9> I value my imagination and curiousity more than my intelligence. (Not that I have a lot of intelligence to value.)

10> I love to slow dance.

11> I would rather drink bleach than go to an opera.

12> I hate double standards.

13> I believe that whatever happens to me tomorrow has already happened in another dimension of time.

    And so you have it my Streamer Friends, more bits of odd knowledge about the one known as Captain Morgan. May the magic make your fondest fantasies reality and may all your dreams bring you smiles when your morning comes.
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 I'm Not Faking It, I'm Just Improvising
 

    Some call it shooting from the hip. I prefer the say I'm just improvising. It's what we all do occasionally when we need to provide information but have no clue what the precise answer is. When necessary I can improvise admirably.
    One such circumstance occurred some years ago when, in a moment of rum-induced morbidity, I decided it'd be prudent to buy some life insurance. Little did I know I'd need to provide all manner of medical information to some thoroughly anal underwriter. (My profound apologies to any insurance underwriters that may be reading this blog.)
    I phoned my insurance agent and requested a life insurance policy. After a brief conversation, I settled on the amount of insurance and that I wanted a term life policy. I remember thinking how pleased I was with myself. It seemed so simple. Call, discuss a few parameters and it was a done deal. So I thought. Gawd I was mistaken! A few days later I got a call from Mrs. Morgan. Here's how the conversation went.
Mrs. Morgan: I'm glad I caught you before you went to dinner.
Captain Morgan: I thought you might call, so I delayed my dinner plans.
Mrs. Morgan: Uh huh. (Followed by a sigh of disbelief) I didn't call to have phone sex. I need you to call the insurance company.
Captain Morgan: Oh. (A hint of dejection in my voice) Phone sex would be more fun.
Mrs. Morgan: Honey, you need to focus on something beside your penis. We'll take care of that later. The insurance company has questions I can't answer.
Captain Morgan: Amazing! You told me last week you have an answer for everything. (A repressed giggle slips out)
Mrs. Morgan: Now don't be a smart ass! Promise me you'll call the insurance company. Captain Morgan: I will.
Mrs. Morgan: I mean first thing tomorrow. You won't forget?
Captain Morgan: Of course not.
    The next morning I called the insurance company as promised. After being passed from one extension to another I finally connected with a sweet sounding southern woman who asked a variety of questions. "What's your current age? What's your occupation....etc. etc."
    Then she asked who my primary care physician was. Oh shit! I didn't have one. I still don't. I rarely ever go to a doctor unless I'm teetering on the edge of death. The only physician's name that came to mind was Mrs. Morgan's gynecologist. What the hell? He was a doctor. I figured that was good enough, so I gave her his name and the location of the clinic.
Satisfied that she'd collected all the information she needed, the insurance underwriter thanked me and I left for work, pleased that I'd handled the process with my usual aplomb. A few weeks later I arrived home.
    The second day home the phone rang. It was the insurance underwriter. Mrs. Morgan handed me the phone. Here's how the conversation went:
Underwriter: Mr. Seventree, this is Katherine Braithwaite with Cobble and Botchit Insurance Company. I believe we may have some erroneous information regarding your insurance application.
Captain Morgan: Oh? Well what can I do to clarify the information?
Underwriter: Well....Are you certain you gave us the correct name of your primary care physician?
Captain Morgan: Absolutely!
Underwriter: (a long pause) H'mmm. There seems to be some mistake.
Captain Morgan: I'm confused. Isn't he a doctor?
Underwriter: Yes... but...well...he's a gynecologist.
Captain Morgan: I know that. Is it a problem?
Underwriter: Sir, you don't understand. He's a gynecologist!
Captain Morgan: And your point is?
Underwriter: But he's a gynecologist. You sound very male. There MUST be a mistake. Captain Morgan: Oh! So now your saying my primary care physician can't be a gynecologist? Underwriter: (another long pause) It is highly unusual.
Captain Morgan: I don't see why. He's the doctor that performed my tubal ligation. And after that I went to him for a PAP smear.
Underwriter: Tubal ligation and PAP smear? (spoken with an incredulous tone)
Captain Morgan: Yes.
Underwriter: Oh.
Captain Morgan: Is there a problem?
Underwriter: I, uh, well.... perhaps I should connect you with my supervisor.

*Footnote: I was turned down flatly for insurance coverage. Imagine that!
Posted by Captain Morgan at 4:03 PM - 17 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Celebrate Your Independence!
 

You Are 90% Indie
You're so indie, it's kind of amazing that you actually found your way to this quiz.
Generally, your tastes are genuinely indie... but sometimes you like something just because it's weird!
How Indie Are You?

Well now! This one's dead on target. I'm actually a bit surprised it didn't show me 100% Indie but what the hell. It's close enough for me.
Posted by Captain Morgan at 7:31 PM - 48 Comments   Add a Comment  
 
 A Different Perspective
 



    Do you ever worry about what everybody else thinks? Do you let what others think dictate how you live your life? How you choose what to do, where to go or what to say or think? Hell. We're all forced into the mainstream at least a little.
    Mrs Morgan posted recently about her "awakening". It was an awesome experience to be sure. We spent a lot of years living life as we saw fit. We gave each other the gift of freedom to explore and wonder and taste and feel life as it came at us. But for all our efforts there were times we found ourselves shoved into the mainstream almost without us realizing it. We're both free spirits in every sense of the word, but even free spirits find themselves manipulated when they least expect it.
    Anyone who's read my posts about the Hitchcock Railway or Riding With The Captain know how we lived our lives. What those posts don't discuss is how easy it is to find yourself making decisions based on what others might think. When Mrs Morgan and I decided to marry it wasn't because we were enamored with the concept of marriage. Our feelings would have been the same if we never had. We chose to marry because we didn't want our kids (hers and mine) to feel rejected by others. Somehow we felt we wouldn't be "legitimate" parents if we weren't married. Marriage somehow would miraculously give our living arrangement validity. Really??? How? Why?
    When Mrs Morgan chose a career in wrestling she soon discovered the stigma that follows a woman who chooses to pursue a career generally viewed as one suited only to men. The fans she met along the way were infatuated with her and thought what she did was amazing. But ask any of the female fans if they'd ever consider the same career and they became embarrassed and uncomfortable with few exceptions. And the men. Hell yes. They loved watching the shows. But when asked how they'd feel about their wife, girlfriend, sister, mom....pursuing a wrestling career, they suddenly became uncomfortable and at a loss for words. Later in her career, Mrs Morgan began producing videos of the wrestling shows. They were amazingly popular and she sold her productions all over the world. It wasn't long before she got requests for videos featuring the women wrestling topless. That's when the pull of the mainstream overcame her. It wasn't that she was prudish, far from it. But she did worry that her professionalism would suffer. Somehow wrestling topless would suddenly diminish the legitimacy of what she was doing and reduce it to more of the same old soft porn available everywhere.
    Now there sure as hell isn't any doubt that women wrestling topless is sexy. So what if it's considered soft porn? Chey did finally discover how silly her concerns were and her topless productions sold like nickel hotcakes in a logging camp.
    Mrs Morgan and I encountered many, many circumstances much the same over the years. We let ourselves change how we lived life based on what we perceived others might think about us. We caved into the demands of the mainstream. Our spirits went dormant. We withdrew into lives devoid of passion and laughter and love. Sunrise meant nothing but just getting through another day. All that we once had was gone.
    Then the day came when Mrs Morgan rediscovered the magic in her life. The magic I'd misplaced reappeared as well. It is possible to love in more than one capacity. It is possible to love more than one person. The choice to be monogamous should be just that. A choice, not a cage to be thrown into. The ability to explore and share and live and learn should be a part of life if we so choose.
    Conventional, mainstream thinking says quite the opposite. It is one perspective on life. But it's not the only one. For those who ride the Hitchcock Railway, a different perspective exists. May the magic remain wrapped around our spirits as we laugh often, love much and sail on uncharted seas stretching from this lifetime into the next.
Posted by Captain Morgan at 6:04 AM - 23 Comments   Add a Comment  
 
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Age: 59
 
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