The Stories We Tell

There have been some unintended consequences of late. For example, an offhand comment at a meet & greet led to the creation of the Rope Clans, to much furor and uproar and uncomfortable-ness (there was also a lot of joy, enthusiasm, and happiness, but those voices were drowned out by the Words of the Wronged).[…]

The Sweet Scene of No-Scene

“I’ve always been curious about what rope would feel like,” she said, “you know, with someone who knew what they were doing.” I accepted the implicit compliment with as much grace as I could, smiling in agreement. She was dressed in a lovely green cocktail dress, shimmering various shades of emerald and offset by adorable[…]

Suspension Bondage is for Lazy Tops

They say that the key to a good blog post is saying something controversial, hence the title. It’s not a joke, though; fair warning, what you read here may anger you. Either at me, at yourself, or at your top, depending. At Shibaricon I was a bit busy. Which is kind of like saying Ms.[…]

the Seattle GRUE is a GO!

Graydancer’s Ropetastic Unconference Extravaganza A GRUE is an un-conference – a gathering that is participant driven and self-organizing. Rather than impose an outside agenda on the attendees, the schedule is generated through a fast-moving group exercise facilitated by Gray. The group creates a day filled with a variety of subjects, some of which deal with[…]

Why is it…

Why is it that when I ask for a pair of hands, a brain comes attached? – Henry Ford, as quoted in The Personal MBA Ran across this quote this morning, and my brain automatically started going through permutations that ranged from the silly to the scandalous to the profound. Why is it that when[…]