Monday, November 19, 2007
No Animals Were Harmed In The Making Of This Post
Day 1 - 8 hours in the wilds - saw a squirrel.
Day 2 - 7 hours in the wilds - finished book started the day before - Lost small amount of hope
Day 3 - 4 hours in the wilds - came to the conclusion that I'm a jinx - Gave up, read book.
Day 4 - 0 hours in the wilds - Slept in, finished second book. Went home.
TA-DAHHHHHH!!!!!
Screw you and your porcupine too Bambie. Ahhh 4 friggin days and all I got was a sore ass! FROM SITTING Dyck, sitting, how sad,
I know.
Aw crap and since I was staying in the same camper as my DAD it's not like I could exactly have any "fun time" by myself. So yes 4 whole days without internet (wasn't that bad, had books) AND 4 days with NO SEXUAL ANYTHING. Wow, can we say frustrated? A tad? SMIDGE??? I would have considered running out into the woods and jilling off but there was that whole I'd-probably-get-shot-thing going on. Hunter dudes are a serious bunch, even if they SAW me jilling off and realized I wasn't a deer they might take a pot-shot anyways just to get me out of their deer area.
Of course Deer Camp means PORN for a lot of guys so at least THEY get some something. (oh dad thank-you for not watching or not trying to watch porn with me, cuz damn)
I'm gonna go home and get it on, I'll report back tomorrow with something worth-while and hopefully more (sex) interesting. HOR - OUT.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
I'm Goin Male Hunting!!
I'm leaving behind poor C. for 4 whole days (ok unless I cave and can't stand it and come home early) with nothing but a kiss goodbye and some homemade pies. Hey I figure if I'm leavin his ass I can at least bake somethin for 'im. He'll be drowning in pumpkin by 7p.m.
Last night I over-packed like a trooper and I'm goin home to over-pack some more. It's so hard to gauge what to wear! Gawd I had to dig out all of my male-trolling cloths out of the back of my closet but it was worth it, I found my best hat.
Thank Goodness I called my mom last night, I almost forgot my hand warmers and seat cushion! Dad's leaving her behind but I guess she's ok with it, so that's cool. I'll be picking up my gun from their house on the drive up and I'll be all SET!! Bring it on boys, come to mama!
SOOOooooo anybody else going hunting? HHHmmmm? Opening day is tomorrow and I'm gonna be there dark and early, set up out in the freezing cold, sitting on a crate (with seat cushion!) holding my gun and hoping for the best.
Grand times ahead. No t.v. no computer, no Internet, running water, shower, real toilet, weeeeellllll aren't we just getting the picture NOW???? AHHHHHHHHHHHH The picture is that I love my Dad to pieces and it's a dream come true for him to have his daughter sitting out in the woods from dark to dark in hopes of shooting a male. Oh. Ok. I'm sorry you guys but I'm gonna have to just give up the ruse and type it. My Dad wants me to shoot a deer. Ok? Ok.
My mom is thrilled that I'll be spending 10 hours a day in the middle of the woods on a crate being ONE with nature and finding my center and stuff. Ok so last year maybe I fell asleep for the first 3 hours but HEY! I was still and quiet, just like they told me to be. Last year I was only up for a day and a half so I didn't get truly immersed in the day in day out schedule but THIS year, FOUR DAYS. Omygosh.
Did I happen to mention overpacking? That would be me trying to horde everything possible into my car that I might need on a four day trip to the woods to keep me from going bonkers.
No less than 10 books in 6 different genre (I never KNOW what I'll want to read till I start) my guitar, all my C.D.'s, Sudoku, Crosswords, nail polish, face masks, and quite possibly even though I'm trying hard NOT to, all four of my electronic hand held games. Tetris my love do you think you'll be able to be quite long enough for me to kill a deer? Hmmmm????
OKAY, Okay, so I DO like going up there, I really do. I love to go fishing and canoeing and walking in our woods to see the beaver damn and making smores over the camp fire. MMMMMmmmm and taking my quad runner up to the trails and riding Alllll day. :) Oh just yummy! But this time of year? Gun Season? That stuff is OV-ER. The only business you have in the woods this time of year is if you're dressed in day-glo-orange and you've got a gun in your hand. So. Sitting in the woods, alone. I'd LIKE to say that I'm like my mom and I get all connected and have an overwhelming urge to sing out loud to mother nature or that I'm like my Dad and live for the thrill of the hunt but I can't.
I like the fun stuff! Shame on me for getting bored I know, but if I don't see a group of deer out there start a spontaneous deer-orgi and get to take pictures of two dude deers goin at it - and then hear them realize that they're not gay and be all like "Hey sorry dude, I just got caught up in the moment and stuff." and the other deer be all like "'S'all right bro, no harm done, and HEY! congrats on the monster wood, that's badass dude!" Theeeeennnnnn I'm just gonna be bored.
At least this year I'm bringing carrots and sugar and stuff so maybe at least I'll get to see a couple of squirrels. I wonder if I laced the sugar with something if the squirrels would start an orgi? We'll see. Anyways forgive me but I'm OFF to the wilderness and'll be back bright 'N' early monday morning. Hopefully with deer/squirrel/porcupine orgi pics. We'll see.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Dildos Don't Hide
I just don't know what it is about 'em but the damn things prefer to be in the spotlight. Maybe they're kinda vain. I guess if you think about it a lot of them ARE made to be pretty aesthetically pleasing. I've seen em with flowers and neon colors and embellished with every sort of cute little creature you could ever want to. . . well no. - Shit WHY DID they start making dildos into the "Rabbit," "Dolphin," "Butterfly," "Cheetah" and the like?
Has anybody THOUGHT about this? Just what the HELL? I've kind of always wanted to SWIM with a dolphin and I've been known to eat a rabbit or two in my hillbilly life but never have I thought "Hey, I'd like a CHEETAH to give me a blow job. Yeah and then maybe I'll see if I can't talk a butterfly into fucking me."
Tell you the truth I'm scared of butterflies. I don't give a flying squirrel shit if they have pretty wings people - they. are. a. BUG. Bugs creep me freak me out and I don't want em touchin me. NO I do NOT think it's cute to have a butterfly land on my arm or my hand because insects have one track minds -eat to reproduce- and I don't want no bug mistaking my sweet arm for nectar, (or if I'm exercising) a salt lick, so whatever - stay OFF.Right. Where were we? Ah yes, dildos. Today is "Share your embarrassing sex toy story day," and I'm gonna start us off.
True story. Back when I first kinda half assed moved out of my parents house I pretty much left all my stuff in my room as is and came home every few days to do laundry and get different clothes, toiletries, what have you. I wasn't officially out, just kinda not there much. AND since I was getting some strange pretty regular with that boyfriend of mine I didn't feel the need to take my toy with me. Okay and yeah this was back in the day before I was comfy telling a boy about my toys. SOOO Mr. Good Vibe stayed in my room back at home in his official hiding place. - In between my mattress and the wall. - STEALTHY!
But dag gummit wouldn't you know that being gone so much left me out of the loop as far as family gatherings went AND apparently was quite the opening for my parents to have over-night guests stay with them since they had an extra room and all? Huh. Who knew.
RIiiggghhhhhttt I'm sure you see where this is going, you seem to be smart folks. Unfortunately the first guests to stay would be my very own older BROTHER and his wife. My bed was one of them twin deals - i.e. no room for more than 1 and a 1/2 people - so the chances of one of them not ending up with an arm between the mattress and the wall at some point were kind of nill. Oh yeah and my mom gave them new sheets to put on the bed (which...would require TUCKING THEM IN!)
They had already been and gone by the time I came home for my weekly visit so I never had to see them face to face. The subject has never been brought up, but I know. I just. . . know.
Sorry Bro.

This Post Is Dedicated to:
"Mr. Good Vibe"
His vibe motor finally gave out
but he really gave it a good run.
R.I.P
In the county dump.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Changes Being Made, Please Stand By
It was ok in the beginning of my blog (I thought) to have my picture up and be fun and free and all that but as the subject matter of my writing as changed over time it's come to my attention that I need to protect not only myself but my family and friends.
My blog pals that come here on a regular basis often refer to me by the first name in my IP address, (a lindy star is actually a simulated gem stone that was very popular in the 80's see to your right(and it's acutally spelled linde star but we all know I great I am with spelling!)) strangers often call me Danielle (Danielle is the screen name of one of the first bloggers that I started reading way back when) and others call me Hor. I'd appreciate it if my super-great-and-wonderful-commenting pals would hence forth just call me Dhor. No, I'm not a hor in real life but for the sake of my identity and the sanity of my family I would appreciate if anyone that KNOWS my real-life name would refrain from using it. As for my IP address name and my blog header name I'd like to for-go the use of those as well for the sake of just plain not confusing new folks that come here.
One more is the nickname and name that I've used for my fiance. It wasn't very bright of me to ever type them here but I did and it's done (and has been edited out the best I can) but from now on I would appreciate if you would all just refer to him as C. (or any of my variations of burrito-boy, mexi-man, whatever ;)
Thanx to you all in advance for your respect and understanding.
Ok! That's enough of that, let's get back to business! :)
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
How To Find A Street Hor Worth Her Pay
Okay!! I feel it would be a shame if I didn't share some tips of the trade with you guys out there reading. And by "guys out there reading" I mean you all that are often in the market for for the paid presence of a woman. I'm thinking my buddy DYCK could use a few pointers these days. Poor guy's gotta be so amped up by Sassy that he's going out of his mind. Dyck, Sassy is all that is wonderful, and I'm sorry but I don't think she's into clowning around any more.
By my pal RYANS last post I'm thinking he needs to get laid kinda pronto. He waxed quite beautifully and disturbingly about the all encompassing sexiness of Kenny Rogers. And he's not gay. If anybody needs to get a quick lay it's him. Just wow.
And then there's Jeremy. Jeremy surpasses even Dyck in the nasty bastard sonofabitch category and I'm sure is quite the frequenter of the ladies of the night.
No offense to you boys at all, folks've got to get laid on others've gotta make a dime so here's some tips to get your moneys worth.
Let's get to it shall we? Good Hor Findin 101:

Sensible Shoes. If I'm lyin I'm dyin folks but if you get good at scouting footwear you're gonna find quality more often than not. And here's what I mean - If you see a hor out there in shoes like the first ones to your right, move along. These shoes are TERRIBLY uncomfortable and scream "I AM A NEWBIE." Look at the angle of decent from heel to toe, it's almost freakin vertical and is gonna hurt like hell. These are most likely her first pair of hoe-in shoes.
You MIGHT think that HEY! A newbie is a GOOD thing but really? If you're looking for a good damn time with somebody who knows what they're doing and is gonna give you your tokens worth you don't want that newbie. These dang shoes not only say "newbie" but they also tell you that this gal's gonna be tired, in pain and isn't going to want to put on the best "pre-show" by doing a bunch of dancing around. She's gonna want to kick of them heels PRONTO, and just lay back and rest for a bit. She's also not gonna be much fun or too full of energy to really give a good time. 
BUT! And of course this is probably obvious but for the posts sake don't go for one with TOO comfortable of shoes. I.E. A worn out pair of White Keds (turned brown/grey by age) circa 1992. Geeewwww I'm just not going there. Self explanatory folks.
NOW!! On to the real deal, the shoes on the gals you SHOULD be lookin for. These gals will for sure have on high heels - it's not JUST for looking sexy, some of yall are too short and some too tall therefore removable stilts come in handy for certain stand-up-positions. A good, experienced but not yet worn out girl that's got some smarts, is gonna be in some ho-lookin heels with the secret of comfort. I.E. to your right once again. Just look at them beauties! They scream pole dancin hooker but if you look CLOSE you will see that the angle of decent from heel to toe isn't vertical like those above.
They're really not bad at all but the fact is hidden by all of the shininess and leather and coolness. The front platform addition is a toe-saver! This gal is gonna be feeling just fine-thank-you-very-much, no tired girlie there. Her sexy sensible shoes will tell you that she's not a newbie (gonna know what buttons to push on your ass for sho!) AND that she's not a worn out helga. Ok enough with the in depth look at shoes, here's some quick tips to help you out.
2. Ask her if she minds going out in your vehicle to a secluded location with nobody around. If she says "Yes" - PASS. If she's fine with the prospect of getting axe-murdered than in the past she's probably been fine with the request of going condom-free and boy-howdy DYCK I'd miss you if you got the AIDS.
3. You're at the Bunny Ranch, don't pick the prettiest girl in the line-up. This girl is gonna KNOW that she's hot and isn't gonna give much of a damn about putting out too much effort. She's gonna thing (and for some rightly so) that she's so hot all she has to do it just BE there and you'll do the rest just fine on your own. Go for the good but not greatest looking bunny and she'll be more apt to put some fire into the play.
4. If she adjusts her crotch at any point during the interview you might want to check and makes sure you're not on the trany-side of town. Unless you swing that way and then hey good for you.
5. If she has perfectly strait, pearly white teeth - PASS, she's a cop. I'm not saying go for snagletooth but really if she's been professionally whitened you might just want to steer clear.
6. Ask her what some questions about music. If her favorite gal singer is Hanna Montana you just move your ass along and find someone over 21. Be slick and ask her favorite Nirvana song. For shits sake if she says Nirvana Who? And doesn't follow up with an "I'm more of a Garth Brooks kinda gal," then move your ass along.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Movie Rewiew - 30 Days Of Night - (holy SHIT fire!!)
We went to see 30 Days of Night last night for our Halloween treat. I had no idea what it was supposed to be about but we figured it was supposed to be scary so that's what we chose.Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I Used To Drive A Schneider Pumpkin Truck
I started out going to truck driving school and drove my first almost year and a half at Schneider National. Being Halloween I figured it'd be a good day to introduce you to my old employer the PUMPKIN trucks.
We never hauled pumpkins but damned if you'll ever miss one of THOSE trucks on the road.
I went to all but four of our states, ya sort of can't drive to Hawaii, and got to see a lot of beautiful country. Ok so I also saw a dude jacking off in his truck one time and ended up staring a bit too long and he caught me and then started keeping pace with me to try and REALLY give me a show. HAHAHAHA I told my asshat co-driver to "Come up and look at this guy beside us, you gotta see what he's doing!" HA! Asshat co-driver got an eye-full and dirty guy backed off. That was a good day.
I met a man cross dressing as a woman at a truck stop trying to prostitute her/himself out and I was gonna offer it $5 to let me take a picture with it but I was out of film. I think that would be my biggest regret from that year and a half but I always carried extra film after that.
But damn, we had to go out for 3 weeks at a time and only received a few days home in between trips. I missed my parents and friends just too much to go on for much longer than I did and ended up coming home and driving local trucks at the place I work for now. 2 years of that and here I am, at a desk job and one happy camper.
Today was a great day to get out and drive again. The leaves have changed color, it's windy and overcast and today just FEELS like Halloween (my Fav-O-right holiday.) I didn't see any penises or prostitutes but I guess it was a pretty good day.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
A Taste Of Jizz
Things that can make your ejaculate taste unpleasant:
· Coffee - too much coffee can make your semen taste bitter
· Garlic, onions - both have a high sulfur content which can make your semen taste bitter
· Cabbage, broccoli, cauliflower - same as above
· Smoking - cigarettes contain tons of toxins - makes yo shit nasty
· Excessive red meat - tends to make your semen taste salty
Excessive Dairy - tends to make your semen taste salty
Well SHIT!! Let's take my Dad for an example of a mans day. He gets up in the morning and starts drinking coffee, he'll end up drinking a pot or two by noon. Noon he'll have a roast beef sandwich or maybe a meatloaf (flavored with onions and garlic) sandwich and for dinner a nice steak smothered in onions with a whole HEAP of broccoli or cabbage or cali or all of them cuz my mom tries to eat lots of veggies. Later on at night he'll eat a ginormis bowl of ice cream big enough to constipate an elephant. If he were a smoker he'd really round out that list. OKAY! Sorry mom. But come ON this isn't too far off from I'm betting 40% of American men!
Bummer.
Hell I can even say that my tortilla man eats his fair share of red meat and I'm not lying when I tell you we go through a BAG of onions every week, if not more. We put 'em in everything. I don't know about salty, I'm sorry I've never sat back after one of those rare occasions and swished the jizz around my palette searching for subtle hints - "Hmmmm this has an oaky top note my dear!" - No.
Moving on.
Foods That Can Make Your Semen Taste Better:
(more stuff I stole from the internet)
· Drink lots of water - flush toxins from your body, drink at least 1L/day
· Eat plenty of fruit - pineapple, melons, papaya, mango, etc
· Vegetables - generally good for improving semen taste, but avoid high-sulfur vegetables
· Pineapple Juice - often regarded as the most effective way of improving semen taste
· Parsley, celery - "leafy green" veggies are the best vegetables to use supposedly
· Cinnamon - reportedly sweetens the taste of semen
I wanted to share this here quote with you cuz it made me laugh -
"It seems that natural foods with a lot of sugar are good, such as fruits like melons and pineapple juice. Protein is believed to cause a bitter taste in semen, which could be why vegetarian males often reportedly have better tasting semen. Just remember that everything you put in your body has potential to alter the taste of your semen."
Me thinks this was written by a stoopid vegetarian man. Obviously a vegetarian man because he was trying to get somebody to get up on his veggie dick and STOOPID for either not realizing or not thinking we would KNOW that vegetarians eat a butload of protein through beans and tofu and soy and all sorts of vegi-crap.
Ok and the last sentence made me laugh because it was a tad "DUN DUn Dun dun!" AND it reminded that only I can prevent forrest fires for some odd reason. Ok and is there a single man on earth that is going to REMEMBER every time he eats to check if it's cum-flavor-friendly? Like even ONE??
I read at like everyplace I went to that Pineapple juice was THE WAY to go for sweet man nectar. Being the all providing hor that I am I actually went to my burrito boy, spent a terrible half hour trying to explain all this to him and proposed we try our very own scientific trial using pineapple juice. How cool am I??
Drumroll please .... .... ..... .... ... Riiiigggghhhhhttt because he was honestly going to consider downing a liter of pineapple juice every day for 3 days just so he could get a blow job that he can get any day of the week. Ok so normally he doesn't get that extra happy ending but if he ASKED for it he knows I wouldn't turn 'im down. So no dice, I guess the thought of drinking all that didn't quite appeal to him. And EW I wouldn't want to drink it either. ARE there guys out there who are willing to drink that much P-juice everyday just for a blow job? Me thinks probably not many. It WOULD have been cool to get the inside scoop, damn it I was gonna be like Heraldo on the front lines. Ah well.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Why Does Sperm Make My Tounge Tingle???
Ok so here's the thing, I'm not much of a cum-in-mouth sort of gal but damn it special occasions come up and sometimes us girls just DO it ok? Hell I hear some chicks like it and I'm chalking that up to the what-ever-floats-yer-boat factor, have at it if yall want it girlies (or dudes.)
I'm sorry I won't have any insider info on swallowing but only because I'm squeamish and the thought of it, exuse me , hooo, hoooll, HOOOAALLLLLKK tends to make me gag. Nothing wrong with it, just makes me gag to even consider it and that's no fun, so - whatever. WEFYB.
Ok, down to business. Two things, TASTE and FEEL.
Feel first. (Taste tomorrow) I know it happens to me and at least one of you all as well (hi rosa!:) But when the man juice hits my tongue it friggin feels WEIRD! And it's hard to explain. If feels kind of tingly but more like if you stuck your tongue to a REALLY weak battery tingle than a tickle tingle. It's strange and it won't go away even if I drink something or brush my teeth. SO! I tried to look up what the deal-E-O is on the internets. (BTW I expect much CLAPPING from yall for searching sex stuff, cuz damn.)
Anyways I DID manage to come up with the fact that sperm is normally basic (alkaline, not acidic) and it's that way because our lady insides are hostile and acidic and them spermies need to be on the opposite end of our PH just to survive. Talk about men and women being different - but Awwwwww balance each other out. How sweet, spermies meet my lady flower and try to wriggle their way in with the ole "You complete me" line. Men.
So okay I guess the alkaline explanation would make more sense than my previous theory that the strange sensation was from the 180-600 million spermies on my tongue trying to swim and burrow their way down into my tongue in search of an egg. Boy howdy did THAT thought freak me out from time to time.
So??? Does that feeling (or any other) happen to anyone else? Ok come on if you have to you can go Anon on me but geez I think we're all pretty cool by now dontcha think?
Ugh, he'd be so happy if I told him he has nice healthy basic spermies. Eeeek all the better to knock me up with. I read some stuff about men with not so basic sperm having a harder time to get chicks prego because their soldiers couldn't make the march. Talk about a home-fertility-test. Put some of that shit on your tongue and see if it burns.




