On this 9-11....no radio silence from me.

17 years ago...something crazy happened. A country song I love says "A sucker punch came flying from somewhere in the back...." Here's the deal: whether it was some sort of Illuminati move or the Rothschild family....some church/religion/movement or some sort of an inside crazy something...(Or, if Osama bin Laden coordinated it as the timeline states) Here is what I know: This country I was born in raised in...the one I would march proudly in my red, white and blue twirling my baton for the parade....the one that I love coming back to after global travels...it was attacked that day.

2977 people (and 19...well...) lost their lives that day. There were moments that redefines heroes - FDNY and first responders rushing into buildings as people were rushing or jumping out...people on planes taking the planes down so no more than needed suffer....people helping people...Americans helping Americans...all those that were moved to sign up for the military the next day.... I am by no means a flag waving Go 'murica kinda gal.... this was my Kennedy. I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing. Most years I go to radio silence....I am quiet, and somber...and remember.... this year in the face of a split country, in the face of racism, in the face of it all going wrong...I want to say: "I love this country! I am grateful for the men and women who bravely and proudly serve so I can live this crazy life I love! I can speak my opinions, I can be a Domme, I can pursue life, liberty and happiness!" Live loudly Live boldly. We live in the best country on this planet! Flaws and all!

In a galaxy far...far....away.....

Sub fever - an original poem

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Captain's Log: Stardate 06172018 at 0200 hours.....

What is DJ doing?? A better question might be...what is DJ SUPPOSED to be doing. Saturday night was quiet, which is normal - it hits 11pm and though I'd decided I'd make a few recordings/mp3s several guys decided it was time to call... Then...I ate too many butterscotch candies...(sugar wheeeee) and drank two big mugs of coffee (yahoooooo) Now I have miss Victoria dressed and looking for the parties in her neighborhood while "cackling like a witch" (her words) and eating a hamburger patty -- True story... Yeah...all these plans to make like 3 recordings, and here I am -- causing my favorite cross dresser to get wolf whistled at by a truck full of hotties.... I truly love my life. You can't make this stuff up!! (See the special and new Victoria page HERE)

Talk to me...

"Talk To Me"

When you're having those days when you're feeling deserted
And everyone leaves you on hold
When none of your friends seem to care what you're doin'
And you're feeling old, out in the cold
When the only thing left of romance is a memory
And your memory's not strong
Whenever your clouds lose their silvery lining
I'll keep you warm, out of the storm

You don't need no psychiatry
Come on baby you can talk to me
Cuddle up on the couch with me
We can talk all night for free
You don't need to be hypnotized
Lay down here and look me in my eyes
Cuddle up on the couch with me
We can talk all night for free
Won't you talk to me
Come on and talk to me
Oh talk to me

When you're feeling the blues and there's no one to lean on
When nobody makes you belong
You need to be safe in the arms of a someone
Who'll make you strong, it won't take long
If you're lookin' for someone that you can believe in
Let that someone be me
Can't think of a thing that some lovin' can't handle
Let's make a start, give me your heart

You don't need no psychiatry
Come on baby you can talk to me
Cuddle up on the couch with me
We can talk all night for free
You don't need to be hypnotized
Lay down here and look me in my eyes
Cuddle up on the couch with me
We can talk all night for free
Talk to me
Oh won't you talk to me
Oh, keep on talking to me
You gotta, you gotta talk to me