IamaGeek

I found this article referenced on another board and found it interesting and perhaps slightly encouraging.

I think it makes for interesting reading.

http://www.livescience.com/28169-men-who-use-prostitutes.html

When filling in my details while registering for a forum (pre-CERB), one of the lines was:

I am a _____________

(this is part of your CERB profile too)

After a bit of consideration, I opted (proudly, I might add) for geek. It seemed a suitable handle too.

I refer you to my signature below.

Well done Samantha. Each of your posts is worth 2 or 3 of most others' so really this is 4000! Or, you know, 6000. Ah, never mind, all I'm trying to say is that if I'm skimming over a thread there are a certain few avatars that make me stop and read. Yours is one of those.

Congrats again.

@[&^%$#!!!!

-18 and a blizzard today here in Edmonton.

Very done with winter. Can't wait for consistent sun and warmth.

Excellent advice! It's a good idea to see it spelled out as a reminder even for those who know it all already.

The bonus is that it was fun and funny to read.

Thanks

I would probably not leave a voicemail (whether personal message or automated) unless it was a provider I had used before and I was sure of the number. I would call back.

This is not off-putting to me at all. We can't always answer our phones.

I'm a bit late but I hope you had a wonderful day and will have a fabulous year.

I learned that Gustave Eiffel (designer of the Eiffel Tower and the framework for the Statue of Liberty) had a paralysing fear of heights.

I guess I also learned that we should learn to work with our fears and that the results can be pretty remarkable.

I also learned that I just like to say Gustave.

Gustave!

Gustave!

Waiting in the hallway, the sound of high heels clicking towards the door. Pause . . . The sound of a doorknob turning.

I've been obsessing on this show lately and I can't get the theme song out of my head.

I usually wait until twelfth night at least. I have left them up for an extra week or two just because I like them.

I'd love to know about Dagny too!

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I'd love to know about Dagny too!

I'd love an invitation too, please.

Unicorn's Liver.

Hmmm, sounds a bit like an ingredient for a potion made by Harry Potter gone bad.

To stop making promises that I have no intention of keeping to myself and others. (:))

Hi Emily. Please invite me too.

Well, The Guardian is a reputable British broadsheet but this is wrong on many levels.

The Beatles may have re-invented pop music in the 60s and 70s but the total was always much greater than the sum of the individual parts. I didn't have much time for any of their solo careers (well, maybe John) but in particular I haven't paid any attention to Paul since he became a clone of Angela Lansbury (seriously, has anyone ever seen them together in the same room?).

To substitute a cheeky Scouser for a tormented grunge artist does NOT work.

I think it's hilarious that all the profanity in Italian is multi-syllabic. In English, fuck is an expletive - Fuck!

The Italians want lots of syllables to work (or play) with while they are swearing.

Aren't cultural differences fascinating? :)

In general I don't use profanity a great deal but sometimes it is the only thing that has the proper effect. I can admire somebody who can swear creatively. There was a British sitcom called "In the Thick of It" with a character called Malcolm Tucker. He could let loose with a stream of bile so foul it would make your eyes water. You can see some of his work on YouTube if you search for 'Malcolm Tucker". Honestly, a trucker would blush.

It's curious. For somebody who is a self-proclaimed atheist, I tend to call on God quite a bit in the heat of the moment. Fortunately, He doesn't seem to be paying any attention to me.

After the blinding nerves of my first encounter and the much more normal events of the second encounter (both with the same provider) I was having a much better time. We were relaxed in each other's company, had exchanged personal information incidentally in the course of our conversations and had established a relationship which resembled the beginnings of friendship.

When we met for the third time it felt a bit different from the start. The slight sense of reserve I had sensed in my companion was gone. After we caught up with each other's lives the session started in earnest and took on a life of its own. Boundaries which had been carefully established were crossed - and I wasn't the one instigating things. It was a very intense experience for me and seemed to be satisfying for my companion. I understood that what had happened was a result of the establishment of some trust and, dare I say it, affection between us. I also sensed that I should never expect something like this to happen again, even with the same provider. Don't get me wrong - I never for a moment imagined my provider was even remotely 'falling for me' or that our relationship could ever move beyond provider and client. However, within those boundaries we had become comfortable and we trusted each other.

I think this is the session that established me as a client who prefers to find providers with whom I 'click' and then see them regularly. On occasion, something like I described above happens and it is magic. Most of the time I just have a wonderful time with a beautiful woman who I like very much and I leave a happy and contented man.

I was obsessed with this band for a while this past year. Brittany Howard is the real thing, I think.

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ZZ Ward - Put the Gun Down

I know that I've already had my turn but it has been 2 days and I CAN NOT get this song out of my head.

As a long time Redditor, I would be very interested.

When was Jesus born?

I love these guys.