Deckerotica

Sometimes there are facts in fiction, and the fact that appears in September’s story is the burnout one must manage while attempting to complete a dissertation, which is what Dissertation Daze is all about. With this ultimate purview, I consider this story to be on the reflective point of my triangle for approaching sexual realism.

Here is an excerpt from one of my favorite passages:

“In other words, you are either resilient enough to endure yet manage this condition, or you fall prey to the predatory nature of procrastination, and as such, dissertation daze is the Ph.D.’s proving ground. I have in fact seen see this state of mind completely overwhelm a person and lead to years of his being caught in the unproductive gap between graduate student and adult living. There are in fact zombies amongst us, and some of them are Ph.D. students caught in a dissertation daze.”

Here’s my favorite other line:

“I have always been what they call a hard cum. This means I fist—jerk off—without lube. Even when a guy has covered my cock with his saliva, I wipe it dry before pulling myself off. My cock simply prefers friction to lubrication.”

Read the complete story here.

Sometimes there are facts in fiction, and the fact that appears in September’s story is the burnout one must manage while attempting to complete a dissertation, which is what next month’s story Dissertation Daze is all about. With this ultimate purview, I consider this story to be on the reflective point of my triangle for approaching sexual realism.

Here is an excerpt from one of my favorite passages:

“In other words, you are either resilient enough to endure yet manage this condition, or you fall prey to the predatory nature of procrastination, and as such, dissertation daze is the Ph.D.’s proving ground. I have in fact seen see this state of mind completely overwhelm a person and lead to years of his being caught in the unproductive gap between graduate student and adult living. There are in fact zombies amongst us, and some of them are Ph.D. students caught in a dissertation daze.”

Check back around September 1^st for the complete story.

While Carnival is a bit of an overrated event, it can be fun.  The reason I say overrated is that one tends to find themselves subjected to a bit more exhibitionist sexual excess than is needful. In other words,you see many things you would prefer not to see. While I am not a fan of body fascist culture, I am also not a fan of looking at bodies that are perhaps better left clothed. Carnival’s [not] just another word for nothing left to loose; just because you can in Ptown does not mean you should.  The one impulse control thought that escapes many visitors.  Any who, the day was fun enough. I started out watching the Parade with a bunch of friends, and then, I went to tea with another bunch.  Drank enough to be chipper but not so much to regret it in the morning. Any who, I posted a video and some pics below.

Here’s a video clip of the rainbow color guard as it passed by me:

Front Street was completely mobbed with parade spectators, kinda like New Orleans during Mardi Gras:

Again, while not a fan of body fascist culture, I must admit it was nice to cleanse the eye pallet of the negative visual residue  after a full day of exposure to it. These guys managed that for me:

And, it was further cleansed with this view:

Ironically, the same performative exhibitionism informs both ends of the spectrum for what one sees during Carnival week, which is why it is one of my least favorite weeks of the season.  Simply put, it’s when Ptown’s ass end hangs out, and unfortunately, the same can be said for many visitors this week.

This will end up on the site somewhere, but here’s a pic of a great view I encountered last night while I was out just walking the town.

Got tickets with a group of friends to see An Evening of Stand Up Comedy with Whoopi Goldberg and Bruce Vilanch last night at the town hall. It was an interesting fun event that ran the gamut from hearing about how Whoopi “deals” with Elizabeth to a reading drawn from 50 Shades of Grey. Vilanch shared a hysterical story involving Bea Arthur and Space Pussy from when he was writing The Star Wars holiday special. In all, it was a great event to raise funds for Provincetown Cares,