Comments by Huntsman (page 8)

I like cooking but I it’s not a passion to me. So I go in spurts. Sometimes I’m really into it and trying new things. Then I kind of coast and just make basic stuff for a while. Winter seems to be the main time I get into it. I’ve caught quite a few fish lately and am having fun grilling salmon and lake trout, smoking lakers and making walleye dip. I’ve done a lot of experimenting with garden veggies I’ve grown as well as making jam from wild fruit I’ve gathered. And that got me baking homemade bread again.

“Old” is always 20 years older than my present age.

Whodey said “It’s almost like they just set the AC to full blast for the summer and they forget to adjust it as the weather fluctuates.” I’m guessing that would be the most likely explanation.

I guess I’ve been acquainted with different escorts than how they are being generalized on here. Seeing an escort is a very viable option in terms of looks, pricing and enthusiasm with some research ahead of time, IME and IMO. Each of the modalities has its pros and cons but I would characterize the escort experience more favorably than some on here have.

Tan or brown underwear. Who cares what color underwear a gal likes when it’s actually under something else. But when the underwear is also the outerwear and it’s that color…I don’t get it.

As far as the the surprising text from the “friend”, demanding a large sum for monthly, that was her or possibly a scheduler/pimp type. Or she escorts with an agency.. It’s her way of being cautious, likely for very good reason. There is nothing wrong with continuing to see her. Just do so with your eyes wide open to two things. She may not be an independent and you probably shouldn’t be too quick to take much of what she says at face value. Again, I’m not saying you should move on necessarily. Just make sure you are situationally aware and a bit cautious yourself.

Drew, that’s a funny analogy about catholic boys and girls schools.

Honestly I’m rarely looking for or expecting extras in the club. Part of that is my main clubbing area isn’t known for extras. But also, because extras aren’t the norm here, it takes going through a weird kabuki dance-like posture for both the girls and customers to even talk about it. I go to the clubs to relax and enjoy some eye candy and maybe flirt a bit. I don’t feel like going through the effort to seek extras from a girl who gets asked that a lot but doesn’t want to/can’t go there. So I adjust my expectations and enjoy what’s in the clubs to be enjoyed, low stress and relaxed. If I lived in Detroit or another place where extras are common, I might feel differently. But my overall point is I don’t feel like putting in a lot of energy to seek something that’s probably not available and having an awkward time doing so. It’s too easy to just enjoy naked ladies for simply the sake of enjoying naked ladies.

That’s a tough call because I’ve had mixed experiences with regard to both steak and dances. But generally, I think the steak will be a better value, on average, in my area.

All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

Try night shift at the store. Maybe they have better mellons then.

Nicespice, that’s an interesting take on the 20 years comparisons. I think music has always been evolving and wonder if that evolution might be speeding up due to new technology. I don’t know. Muddy, as far as rock dying, I still love listening to it, if that’s your question. Mostly older stuff. But as far as the popularity of the genre, I think it was largely running on fumes by the 1980s. There is still plenty of good stuff from that decade but that’s also when so much sounded overproduced and commercialized.

Depending on my mood, I might be amused by the act for a short time. But generally, it would annoy me more than interest me.

I don’t run into this situation very often. I let the dancer know pretty quickly what my intentions are. That’s both because I respect her time and the fact that she is working but also because I respect myself and I’m not going to waste my own time and then dig in my wallet to pay her to go away when I didn’t initiate the convo and never showed interest in the first place. The one thing I’m not going to do is initiate a convo, waste her time and then walk away.

Dolphan summarized my thinking on it at this point. As far as any given dancer’s boundaries for any reason, I respect and accept them. Every club has a certain culture and norms and every dancer sets her own boundaries for her own reasons. I just appreciate a clear heads up before the head’s up if the dancer should reasonably know her boundaries are not in the norm for that club culture. As it is, I ask about her boundaries anyway, as a matter of respect. If she is straightforward with me, I’m still likely to get some dances. Granted, they’ll be fewer or non VIP in that case.

In fact, get out to Idaho. Do a little trout fishing, skiing, sight seeing, hiking, whatever. Online discussion boards of any sort kinda don’t matter anymore.

PSD mentioned Idaho. The salmon river is awesome. Hunt elk nearby. Then relax the sore muscles in one of the hot springs flowing into the river. Stack some rocks into a homemade hot tub. Pour a glass of bourbon. All the worlds problems go away.

Best tip I ever got was to cook wild game low and slow. Worst tip was the suggestion to add milk to scrambled eggs.

Soda pop mixed in any alcoholic drink. Skinless chicken turns a perfectly good food to sawdust, especially because the tendency is to overcook it. Cream filled or covered rolls. Gas station burgers, hotdogs and such. Rubbery scrambled eggs from continental breakfasts, in hospitals and other mass scrambled egg producers. I love eggs but they shouldn’t be turned to rubber. Sugary yogurt. White bread.