Posted by Scott in Vermont on June 3, 2004, at 13:03:53
In reply to Re: did someone say naked? » Scott in Vermont, posted by karen_kay on June 3, 2004, at 9:51:32
Getting drunk and running around naked is not a daily occurrence, my apologies if I led you to believe that. While nakedness is common, the “getting drunk” part is usually reserved for times when I don’t have to be terribly responsible the next day (as in go to work). Also, there will be no running around naked while the children are present. This is not debatable. The first time the children go back to Mommy and tell her the interesting story of how Daddy had a party with a bunch of people running around naked would be the last time the children came to visit. I have enough problems right now, losing the children doesn’t need to be added to that list.
On that same line of thought, having fun is a good thing, but waking up with a stranger’s name written on your butt and having pictures of the good time you had but cannot remember… well, if that is what you want to do, then do it, but you might want to consider the repercussions of your behavior. Incidentally… you wouldn’t happen to have those pictures anymore, would you? ;)
Vermont is located in the northeastern part of the United States. It is bordered by New Hampshire, New York, Massachusetts, and Canada (Province of Quebec). I live in Central Vermont, which means I live more to the middle of the state than I do the north or south. I live in the upper elevations. If buying me lunch is a problem, perhaps I’ll just mail you a bus ticket so you can travel on your own until you are close enough to where I can pick you up and not need lunch. I would prefer that you not ask to borrow money or steal anything.
I was not joking about the home or the garden or anything else. But do know that while you would be welcomed to share in all the things available here, selling items off (particularly children) is deeply frowned upon and would create an untenable situation at the home. Chances are, you’d be asked to leave. So please consider the impact on the overall collective before taking action that could have a negative impact.
Jon may move in with us anyway. He’s currently working towards different a new job, but depending on how it works out he may set in with us for a short time. Jon is my best friend in the world, and without him I would be much more lost than I am now.
With regards to the head bumping… suffice to say I took a guess.
Singing well is not the issue; it’s the effort to entertain. I don’t sing all that well either, so you may well find yourself laughing at me. But it is a small matter, I enjoy singing and I do it anyway. No matter how it goes, it should prove to be entertaining.
Yes, I jump over fires. Usually on May 1st, but I might do it now and then just because I want to. On the same line of thought about fires, wood will never be in short supply. We plan our fires and we always bring in wood. Using my guitar for firewood would not only be ill advised, it would guarantee you an unpleasant evening on the “X” rack in the basement. It is used only in the most severe disciplinary actions, and burning my guitar (or any of my other instruments) would qualify.
I’m sorry about your bizarre dream. One would think that law enforcement professionals would have more effective tools at their disposal. But the good part is that it was indeed only a dream, albeit a disturbing one. And yes, my promise to keep you away from the fire was a sweet gesture.
I am unconcerned about sounding like your boyfriend. It is my car. I will share it. It is my car. You may use it. It is MY car. Period.
I can assure you that you will not hear things like “my home” or “my garden” (of course you will hear “my children” because they are! I was there when they were born, and if memory serves me right, I didn’t see you there. All claims about parentage with the children should be referred to my lawyer) even if I am upset. I tend to deal with things calmly and rationally (unless it involves the selling of my children or the burning of my musical instruments… and my car is an issue at times) so I don’t see too many incidents where I would be terribly upset. I will share my personal things with you, and I appreciate that you would return the same consideration (although I’ll pass on the clothing… I prefer men’s clothing… well, unless you have garter stockings and thong panties… then I’ll consider it on the odd occasion).
Open relationships are the only way this will work, and they have to be approached with mutual respect and consideration. Therefore, if you object to a potential partner of mine, it will be discussed and if you still object, I would cede. We’re talking about… well, as many as possible, but no more than 5 or 6 in a year. This isn’t “long term”, if you get my drift. Life is short. Play hard.
If Jon were naked on the couch, I would probably say “Hey Jon, nice to see you” and then carry on about my previously scheduled business. You can pretend to be committed to me all you want if it makes you feel better. I’m not a terribly jealous person, so long as the person (or people) I’m with are honest with me and allow me to be honest with them.
Again with the pony! Look… the pony is your personal dream, and you want it to be your personal pet. So you can take steps to make it happen. I’ll provide the location for it to stable and I’ll even help build a stable for it, but I’m not spending a single cent on the pony.
No, I do not have a mail carrier, but I know the people at the post office rather well. I went to high school with one of them, and the rest of the people there are friendly and nice. It’s always a nice time to stop in and say hello. You can do that too if you wish. Using force to bring your current carrier to Vermont with you isn’t advisable, but so long as you take the responsibility for your own actions, I’m not going to stop you.
With regards to my friends, if you made good on your flirtations with one (or six) of course we would compare notes! That’s what guys do. And if you liked one (or three) of them better than me in bed but still wanted to live with me, I imagine I’d be busy enough elsewhere to not mind terribly (so long as you were not bitter or spiteful about it… be honest, not cutting) and beds are not an issue, if one was being used for adult activity that I was not invited to, I would sleep elsewhere. If you wanted to schedule adult activity that I would not be involved in, I would appreciate being advised of that prior to going to sleep. If I’m already asleep in the bed and you come in with your entertainment entourage, you’re going to be told to go find somewhere else to play.
I only say “no” when I have to. If you say… “Scott, lets go to Montreal this weekend and go to the All Leather Review at La Track!” then I’ll ask how much we’re going to spend, and if you say anything over $100 (US) then I’m going to say “no”. Pout and kick and cry all you want, you cannot change the financial reality of the situation. I’m not someone who caves to gratuitous whining and sniveling, and yes I do know when I’m being sucked-up to and I generally do not like it because it is manipulative and coercive.
It sounds too good to be true because it is true and there really is a farmhouse in VT where I and my girlfriend live, there really is 260+ acres of land, there really is 9 rooms, there really is a huge garden, there really is a large brook with cascading waterfalls, and we really are thinking about opening up our home to become a more collective community and extended family.
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