This interview Meme thing :-)
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recalcitranttoyI really enjoy the questions. I used to have to ask questions all the time, so now it's a lot happier to be asked them. Anyone who feels like asking me questions is encouraged to do so. It gets me thinking :-)
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kelfire
1) Are you pleading the 5th?
I only plead under certain very unusual circumstances :-).
2) You're asked to present a workshop on something scene related, what is
it?
Oh holy hell, that's a very difficult one you know. I'm a generalist, without having terribly much in the way of "expertise" in any one area of "sceneness." I would have to say that I would present on just about anything anyone asked me to if I had knowledge of it but I'd love to be able to put together something on "what we want to see in our dominants" :-). Either that or improper capitalization disorder...take your pick.
3) Do you really have 10 dogs? How does that work? {btw: I love the
deeple stories}
Yep. Jepp, Chiana, Calvin the Deeple, Bushi, Luppy, Xander, Willow, Buffy, Kelsey and Hobbs. How does that work? *bwaa ha ha ha. Logistics is everything. They have a doggie door that they go in and out at will with. Unfortunately, this opens onto the deck and into the pool area so there is a lot of uh...cleaning going on. Wessiepooh is talking about building a "habitrail" type thing to bring them into a less used portion of the yard. Feeding is dry food offered all day. Water is a big ole water thingit that is kept filled. Throughout the day, one or two are allowed in to play with me at once. When I'm mad at Wessiepooh, I open the barrier between the two parts of the bedroom (the dogs part and our part) and let them ALL thunder in and hop on his head. They love to hop on his head :-). Thanks re: deeple. We'll see if the boy ever learns about polyamory.
4) How did you get into diving?
I put on the gear and got in the water, silly :-). Heh heh. Naw, what really happened was quite different. When I was datingdckermit he used to tell diving stories that were interesting, and it was something I'd always wanted to try, so when we were on a cruise and they offered "resort certification" in St. Thomas, I went off to learn. Unfortunately, I was just too uncomfortable to get it right and got really kinda scared, so although I "passed" the course, I didn't go out swimming with the others because I kept feeling I was drowning. So I decided to take actual lessons at a slower rate and ease into it. My dentist is a PADI instructor, so I went to him. I seem to have a weird deviated septum that kinda sucks water up my nose, so taking my mask off really was a literal pain and I hated it, but I did it in the pool and was completed all the other skills, so I was ready to do the open water part of the certification so I could go diving with Kermit. Unfortunately, the open water part was in a quarry where everything was cold and dark, and we had to wear really heavy wet suits with hoods and gloves (cuz the water was WAY cold) and it was over 100 outside, and carrying all that gear for about 100 yards in the heat and then swimming another 100 yards on the surface to the descent line just about killed me and I did a horrible job on the open water dives. I passed, but was far from comfortable.
Another dive shop owner got tired of my whining about how I sucked at this and took me to the same evil quarry for a dive and agreed that I did indeed suck and was by far the worst certified diver he had ever seen. Through many weekends of his patient tutoring, I became Queen of the Quarry, went to Key West with Kermit, and the rest is too long a story to post here :-) But I eventually became an instructor cuz I figured if I can dive, ANYONE can dive...:-) Met current hubby diving in fact.
5) Why can't breathing be optional? (the corset looked awesome on you)
Thanks, sweetie. I'll wear it again and even let you tighten it for me. I have IBS, and as such sometimes my insides get a bit upset when they're moved around. This causes the normal "out of breath" thing to become even worse and I kinda pass out. If y'all don't mind picking me up every now and then we can work something out :-).
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kelfire1) Are you pleading the 5th?
I only plead under certain very unusual circumstances :-).
2) You're asked to present a workshop on something scene related, what is
it?
Oh holy hell, that's a very difficult one you know. I'm a generalist, without having terribly much in the way of "expertise" in any one area of "sceneness." I would have to say that I would present on just about anything anyone asked me to if I had knowledge of it but I'd love to be able to put together something on "what we want to see in our dominants" :-). Either that or improper capitalization disorder...take your pick.
3) Do you really have 10 dogs? How does that work? {btw: I love the
deeple stories}
Yep. Jepp, Chiana, Calvin the Deeple, Bushi, Luppy, Xander, Willow, Buffy, Kelsey and Hobbs. How does that work? *bwaa ha ha ha. Logistics is everything. They have a doggie door that they go in and out at will with. Unfortunately, this opens onto the deck and into the pool area so there is a lot of uh...cleaning going on. Wessiepooh is talking about building a "habitrail" type thing to bring them into a less used portion of the yard. Feeding is dry food offered all day. Water is a big ole water thingit that is kept filled. Throughout the day, one or two are allowed in to play with me at once. When I'm mad at Wessiepooh, I open the barrier between the two parts of the bedroom (the dogs part and our part) and let them ALL thunder in and hop on his head. They love to hop on his head :-). Thanks re: deeple. We'll see if the boy ever learns about polyamory.
4) How did you get into diving?
I put on the gear and got in the water, silly :-). Heh heh. Naw, what really happened was quite different. When I was dating
dckermit he used to tell diving stories that were interesting, and it was something I'd always wanted to try, so when we were on a cruise and they offered "resort certification" in St. Thomas, I went off to learn. Unfortunately, I was just too uncomfortable to get it right and got really kinda scared, so although I "passed" the course, I didn't go out swimming with the others because I kept feeling I was drowning. So I decided to take actual lessons at a slower rate and ease into it. My dentist is a PADI instructor, so I went to him. I seem to have a weird deviated septum that kinda sucks water up my nose, so taking my mask off really was a literal pain and I hated it, but I did it in the pool and was completed all the other skills, so I was ready to do the open water part of the certification so I could go diving with Kermit. Unfortunately, the open water part was in a quarry where everything was cold and dark, and we had to wear really heavy wet suits with hoods and gloves (cuz the water was WAY cold) and it was over 100 outside, and carrying all that gear for about 100 yards in the heat and then swimming another 100 yards on the surface to the descent line just about killed me and I did a horrible job on the open water dives. I passed, but was far from comfortable.Another dive shop owner got tired of my whining about how I sucked at this and took me to the same evil quarry for a dive and agreed that I did indeed suck and was by far the worst certified diver he had ever seen. Through many weekends of his patient tutoring, I became Queen of the Quarry, went to Key West with Kermit, and the rest is too long a story to post here :-) But I eventually became an instructor cuz I figured if I can dive, ANYONE can dive...:-) Met current hubby diving in fact.
5) Why can't breathing be optional? (the corset looked awesome on you)
Thanks, sweetie. I'll wear it again and even let you tighten it for me. I have IBS, and as such sometimes my insides get a bit upset when they're moved around. This causes the normal "out of breath" thing to become even worse and I kinda pass out. If y'all don't mind picking me up every now and then we can work something out :-).
