HNT #28: Tat Recap -- Summer's Buzzing By!

This may not be the most flattering pose because the wind blew my hair back in front. It IS starting to thin there cuz of my testosterone shots to combat the chronic stress my body's dealt with. I had read earlier that testosterone makes a man's hair thin out contrary to the typical American presumption. I think that WOMEN, as a group, find crown hair on men attractive & sexy!

Surprise, ladies -- the bald guy might just be the sexiest cuz he's probably highest in testosterone! I KNOW a few women are terribly turned on by smooth tops, so maybe they know the sexy secret. Let me know if you find my head-on pose here unflattering and I'll consider that in the future. I chose this pic cuz it shows all 3 tats I have on the same arm -- my "tattoo arm!" Plan IS to stay with that arm only. Next tats will be my 2 flying medals just below the class crest.

Now let me flash back to my 2nd tat which has become an ongoing project as I purrfect it with more favorite girls' initials! You will have seen a hint of it in the pic above -- on the underside of my tattoo arm. It's there because it contains representations of things and people I treasure and which are close to my heart (get it?) Of course, it started with wings and every REAL flier has to have at LEAST one set of wings handy! I don't get to wear my AF wings now except on Veterans Day so I even sleep with these! I just realized the fantasy that might represent since these wings are an adaptation of the logo of the WingHouse wings. [Where I've found my favorite girls lately!] The center has my December birthday's Sagittarius symbol in a stylization that I term my "Sagi- phallius."

Mike, owner-artist of Agony Arts, came up with the way to represent "the wind beneath my wings" by cutting bloodlines first where there was to be blue wind rushing over and under the wings. Those non-inked lines marked the spots for him to stencil the initials of my favorite bartenders for a different color ink (WingHouse has only female bartenders!) Later pics show the blue for the wind placed on & next to the bloodlines.

This "WingHouse regular" tattoo has become a work in progress and continues to evolve. I should have left all the pink in the center but it seemed too much at the time, and I had Mike darken it to red which has faded some since. The Sagiphallius needs more contrast now & I'll probably have it changed to a black outline of the same shape. I plan to add an "A" at the bottom center soon for another favorite bartender (daytime shift, this time)! Luckily, all the bartenders working that day have A-names so I can get some mileage out of an "A" there! And, FINALLY, I got a copy of B's little tat & will copy her Queen's crown exactly to fit above the center of my wings sort of like a pair of British RAF flight wings with the British crown over the center.

"Off we go... Into the wild blue yonder! Climbing high -- into the sun!"
(On my new moto, of course!)

HNT #27: Bikers Are 4 Tats!

This is your Bad-Ass Daddy-O, little girl!

If you've been looking for a bad boy, I'm the best one you could ever find cuz I'm REALLY a GOOD boy who LOOKS like a bad boy! That's the trick to getting one worth staying with -- satisfy your urges with the looks & the sex, but examine underneath (first) if he's worth a damn and not gonna screw you ungodly in the emotional realm! Let me just recommend a book I've given to the Platonic Love of my Life (she's going to college and is in her 20's - my preferred GF age, lately)- "ADDICKTED: Kicking Your Bad Boy Habit! " by Kristina Grish. Now, back to MY Bad Boy habit!

The tat's redness throughout is cuz the pic was taken immediately after 4 hours of cutting into my arm with a needle and black/grey ink. That happens with every tat since the blood rushes to help the skin repair and heal itself. In a couple of weeks, when it has healed enough to cut into it again with some color infusions, the red will be completely gone and the nice grey-work of Rob, my new tattooist, will show up even better.




This design is mostly my US Air Force Academy class crest &, if I hadn't failed 2 courses with 25 semester hours and a 2.09 Cum. GPA, I would have graduated with them a couple of years later. My classmates have certainly welcomed me back & invited me to reunions regularly. I am grateful but I think they also realize that, if anything, the AF Academy is the one place a cadet/student can work TOO hard for his own good, lose sufficient sleep, and flunk out with absolutely NO partying!!!

I went back 13 years later with 2 Master's Degrees as a member of the Faculty for 4 years so I got a few more insights about the Academy. [The cadets loved me as their professor and counselor. I loved them & my 2nd chance! And I love those memories!]






Well, I'll post my other tats next time but it's summer in sunny Florida -- I gotta show you some bikes. Here's a beautiful Harley sidecar set that I'd LOVE to have. Because of my military background, I'm attached to getting a Ural -- modern version of a WW II sidecar the Russians used with a machine-gunner to fight the Nazi's. I'm ordering as soon as an inheritance check comes in! (For REAL!)

But, bikers love gorgeous girls too -- one who can ride a bike is hott in a special way especially if she has tats (think about it.) That's her uncle and his Hayabusa! Old Guys Rule!

I don't know if my other pic will fit here but it'd be a great end to the piece.

Oh, yeah! Tats, bikes, and bikers -- all rolled nicely into 1!

(Not dressed safely this way, but certainly MORE TO SEE!)

HNT #26: Summer Is For Bikers!

Now, looking thru the 'puta for a pic to post,
I found one there of a 3-year old ghost.
It belonged to me B4 I moved to the Coast!

It told me that the dreamz alive,
I must cut the shit & stop the jive!
Get me a bike, be free, & RIDE!

Granted, I was fat & still unscarred.
I hadn't yet met the girls at the bar
of WingHouse or gotten my hard (feeling for them)!

Well, now it's time to forget the past
And buy a bike that'll go real fast
So I can show my tats and get some ass!

[Send Half-Nekkid pics in eMail to apply as a Bad Girl Close to Me!]

Wally's Wedding Story MUST be told!

[From the Blogosphere]

Subject: WALLY'S WEDDING STORY

At 85 years of age, Wally married Anne, a lovely 25-year-old. Since her new husband was so old, Anne decided that, even on their wedding night, she and Wally should have separate bedrooms. This was due to her concern that her new, but aged, husband might overexert himself if they spend the entire night together.

After the wedding festivities, Anne prepared herself for bed and the expected "knock" on the door. Sure enough the knock came, the door opened and there is Wally, her 85-year-old groom, ready for action. They unite as one. All goes well, Wally takes leave of his bride, and she prepares to go to sleep. After a few minutes, Anne hears another knock on her bedroom door, and it's Wally... Again, he is ready for more "action." Somewhat surprised, Anne consents for more coupling.

When the newlyweds are done, Wally kisses his bride, bids her a fond goodnight and leaves. She is set to go to sleep again, but..... Aha, you guessed it! Wally is back again, rapping on the door, as fresh as a 25-year-old ready for more "action." Once again, they enjoy each other.

But as Wally is about to leave again, his young bride says to him, "I am thoroughly impressed that, at your age, you can perform so well and so often! I have been with guys less than a third of your age who were only good once. You are truly a great lover, Wally." Wally, somewhat embarrassed, turns to Anne and says: "You mean I was here already?"

The moral of the story: Don't be afraid of getting old -- Senior moments have advantages!
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[This was forwarded to me by an older friend who may have a bit of a hidden agenda behind popularizing it!]

HNT #25: Take an old bird to Lunch or let him take YOU!

Young Bird: Fred. That's his Canadian name in my nice Florida MH Park. I prefer to call him, "Igor!" The human snowbirds are all back up north in Canada & N. US. (Hurricane chickens!) So this is Igor until Thanksgiving when our hurricane season ends. (Igor/Fred prefers Canadian bacon w/ which my snowbird neighbor lady across the street lovingly spoiled him.) It must be a health food in Thunder Bay but I wonder about the arterial health of their egrets there.




Old Bird: Moi! Just after I shaved my beard and discovered a double chin lurking in this pic -- Oh No!! Back to the beard!!
Well, it's been a year & I've lost more weight so I've trimmed the beard into a Van Gogh/goatee. Charlene, take note of the double-e on the end of your 2nd favorite word--I don't want you mistaking my intentions for those of your horny friend out West! I kinda like how u talk, though! ;-)

SO... It's been months since any of my preferred birds (WH chics) have taken me to lunch (I always pay) & I'm taking applications for lunch dates. Ya GOTTA eat! A Margarita or beer may be involved, if you like. I'm getting kinda tired of Mexican food at Aunt Chilada's & the snoopy waiter who intrudes into my rendezvous WAY too much! How about something French... or Greek? Yeah, THAT's it! Even SOUNDS sexier!! Happy HNT, Gringos!

(PS: Estoy muy triste que no puedo estudiar espanol con mi Querida en la universidad! Pero muy buena suerte con la prueba de miercoles!)

True Story: Goat tries to f*** Charlene_in_AR

Charlene_in_AR: Why didn't you tell me I could be fucked by a goat?

That's Charlene's quote off her interesting (hilarious post) blog from Arkansas. She uses the F-word so fucking obsessively, even THAT becomes fucking humorous. Read all 3 fucking Parts of her... You'll see!


Oh, when u comment, use the F-word a lot so she'll see u get the fucking joke!

HNT #24: Life's STILL a Beach!

The pic on the left was taken using the Beach Camouflage technique and cropped down to enlarge the important stuff!!











OK, SeaRabbit, these are especially for YOU! More of our great Florida Beaches! Actually the bottom 3 pics are from Clearwater Beach which was selected this year by E! Entertainment or somebody else "BIG" as the best beach in the country! I think the girls are some of the best too! (Now, how do I get one of them as a gf?) Baby, any insights to share? If you are in the Tarpon Springs area, note that the top 2 pics are from Howard Park Beach at the north end of St Pete's peninsula! I'll get more pics there on a sunnier day! (Be'be', Voulez-vous rendezvous la' avec moi?)

This was a serendipitous shot above -- the girls here operate a beach umbrella concession & were going out to retrieve their umbrellas with a trailer behind the tractor. We have great homegrown tomatoes on the beaches here, but they are grown in their own homes! LOL

HNT #23: Beach Recon

Freshly-dived sponges on a Greek-American boat in Tarpon Springs, FL wait for a merchant pick-up.

Mam-
mals all -- some above water, some under that played/surfed with our cruise boat. Location between Tarpon Springs "sponge docks" and Anclote Is.

4 Mam-mals,

2 Species.

Look w/care


A perfect posed pic using

"beach camouflage" technique! Later cropping will do wonders! ;-) I don't know how modest Stephen is, but he wears all the skin covering because of the sun sensitivity of his ruddy, fair Scotsman's complexion.



Well,,,, just because they were there!



Stephen (from Australia) and I went to observe our favorite mammals at the local beaches last week and we took quite a few pics. You know... beach scenes.

I've shared a few here and perhaps more in the anonymous guest boxes, if you like. Sorry, I still have to learn how to arrange these pics where I want them. Of course, I hope you ladies viewing this blog will consent to grace us with a pic or two of YOUR beauty whether nekkid or not. American men & women can neither live with nor without each other -- maybe looking at pics is an acceptable compromise.

Maybe not, but eMail some pics to RichardShhh@aol.com & say whether they're just for lonesome ol' me or to post for the Blog & all your potential admirers. I can guarantee you 15 minutes of fame right here!! Just DO IT!

And I still have a WH Going Commando tank top for the very next woman to win it by sharing herself with us per my blog entry showing the tank top earlier. HOO-ah!!

HNT #22: Going Air-Commando

OK, due to philosopher-request, I am going (Air) Commando for everyone. Read nothing into the "Air" -- I was in USAF's Air Commando Special Operations Units.

Buddha Sarah put me up to getting half-nekkid here -- blame HER! (Well, not exactly.) But I DID hear a challenge to wear the tank myself, yet I am not a svelte feminine size! So I translated it into Martian & am wearing this authentic camo relic of the Vietnam War (some probably think I am a similar relic! What do THEY know? Ol' AF saying: "F*** 'em if they can't take a joke!" )

Certain sexy young women should take note of my hand sign for "Peace-Out, Man!" THIS is the Peace symbol no matter what YOU showed it for with the OTHER side of your same fingers showing. U can't fool a D.O.M. about dirty-minded things, LOL! Just get real & dirty for ME, too -- why not? ;-) C'mon, Slick Ones, why not 'fess up & get ur spankings? (U might like it coming from ME that way!)

HNT #21 - Looking for Commando WH Girls

Here's another chance for ladies to get a cool WingHouse (WH) tank top for summer. You don't have to go Commando to get it but you MAY!

Just send me a real sexy pic in eMail (RichardShhh@aol.com) and tell me whether I can post it or keep it private. (I always need more anonymous pics to post @ the top right of this blog.) Or send me a not-too-sexy pic now, and your snailMail address and shirt-size wanted and PROMISE to send me a good one of you in the Commando Camo, K?

These things will probably sell out fast at WH, so don't hesitate to tell me your size and send me something sexy ASAP! First come, first served (while supply lasts). I'd love to post it but I won't unless you say OK! You might wanna post it on YOUR blog or scandalize us anonymously with one on The Other HNT! Be Creative with this tank: Say More with Less!

HNT #20: My (stupid) Left Foot

Well, you get the sexy half of my first click-through today. This is it 'cause it doesn't look like AOL's system operates like everyone else's. Next time, I'll try it on Internet Explorer but I'm outta time, today! I gotta get this place seriously straightened up for a buddy who's coming all the way from Australia & Fiji for a week's visit in 2 more weeks (June 8)! But if anyone has any ideas why replacing the first photo's top URL info in HTML with the second photo's top URL info doesn't give me a click-through, please talk to my eyes via eMail, not the hand or the foot. ESPECIALLY not the foot! Sinister left leg appendage!

My left foot developed a strange, sharp pain that felt like a very bad, sprained ankle all Saturday, day & night. Damned if I could figure out where it came from, but it pained me so much I could not walk until Sunday morning! It scared me into thinking, if it became lasting, I'd have to ask my Aussie buddy to cancel his flight plans & lose money in the process. I sent a late-night eMail to the antipodean AU & FJ zones to warn him: Be Prepared for what may come! (As if I had been. LOL)

A WORSE aspect of Saturday night was when the Light of my Life texted me out-of-the-blue that she was in town on an emergency visit to her stepdad/mom & was leaving Sunday at 8 AM! If my ankle had been even 50% operational, I would have found a way to meet her for a visit, but I could neither walk nor drive nor barely hobble to the bathroom! It has been 4 months since I've seen her, too, as she just finished another college semester out-of-state. I might proudly add, "WITH rousing academic success!" Thankfully, no cruel, self-centered, Mizzou Son-Of-Baseball boyfriend is diverting her efforts THIS semester from pressing forward to Graduation! She has declared she wants to attend school year-round & graduate earlier. I think she wants the sizable diamond earrings I promised her as a graduation present! (Stupid boyfriend!)

I have never before looked forward to Hurricane Season like this next one, June 1 to Nov 30! At the earliest reasonable notice for a Tampa Bay mobile home owner to pack up his Pop-Up Camper and evacuate, I'm heading for Missouri! Look out, Baseball Boys! Her tutor/advisor's back in action!