“Time in a Bottle” - Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day 'til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure, and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them

I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do once you find them

I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

“Only a Memory” - The Smithereens

My mind is filled with thoughts of you
I think about the days of two
I search the room, but you're not there
Your perfume lingers everywhere
But it's

Only a memory
Of what our love was going to be
Only a memory
Broken bits of you and me
Only a memory
Only a memory

In a world of pain, I have no peer
You fade away and disappear
And now I have to learn the game
Where no one wins or takes the blame
But it's

Only a memory
Of what our love was going to be
Only a memory
Now that we are history
Only a memory
Only a memory

But it's
Only a memory
Of what our love was going to be
Only a memory
Broken bits of you and me
Only a memory
Only a memory

Why should it matter if I cry?
I sit around and wonder why
Now I feel much too weak to live
And I've got nothing left to give
Now it's

Only a memory
Of what our love was going to be
Only a memory
Broken bits of you and me
Only a memory
Only a memory

Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
Only a memory (Only a memory)
A memory, memory, memory

“Talk of the Town” - Pretenders

Such a drag to want something sometimes
One thing leads to another I know
Was a time wanted you for my own
Nobody knew
You arrived like a day
And passed like a cloud
I made a wish, I said it out loud
Out loud in a crowd
Everybody heard
'Twas the talk of the town

It's not my place to know what you feel
I'd like to know but why should I
Who where you then
Who are you know
Common laborer by night, By day highbrow
Back in my room I wonder then I
Sit on the bed, Look at the sky
Up in the sky
Clouds rearrange
Like the talk of the town

Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
You've changed, your place in this world
You've changed, your place in this world

Oh but it's hard to live by the rules
I never could and still never do
The rules and such never bothered you
You call the shots and they follow
I watch you still from a distance then go
Back to my room you never know
I want you, I want you but now
Who's the talk of the town

Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
You've changed, your place in this world
You've changed, your place in this world

Absolutely. Someone else ends up paying for it when they jack up prices in the store to cover their losses.

A farmer selling his peaches door to door knocked at a house and a shapely 30-something woman dressed in a sheer negligee opened it.

He raised his basket to show her the peaches and asked, "Would you like to buy some peaches?"

She pulled the top of the negligee to one side and asked, "Are they as firm as this?"

He nodded his head and said, "Yes ma'am," and a little tear ran from his eye.

Then she pulled the other side of her negligee off asking, "Are they nice and pink like this?"

The farmer said, "Yes," and another tear came from the other eye.

Then she lifted up the bottom of her negligee and asked, "Are they as fuzzy as this?"

He again said, "Yes," and broke down crying.

She asked, "Why on earth are you crying?"

Drying his eyes he replied, "The drought got my corn, the flood got my soybeans, a tornado leveled my barn, and now I think I'm gonna get screwed out of my peaches."

“Still” - Lionel Richie

Lady...
Morning's just a moment away
And I'm without you, once again

You laughed at me
You said you never needed me
I wonder...
If you need me now?

So... many dreams that flew away
So... many words we didn't say
Two people lost in a storm
Where did we go?
Where'd we go?

Lost but never found
You know we let each other down
But then most of all

I do love you
Still ...

(...)

We played the games
That people play
We made our mistakes
Along the way
Somehow, I know deep in my heart
You needed me
'Cause I needed you so... desparately
We were to blind to see
But then the most of all

I do love you...
Still...

“Whisper to a Scream” - Icicle Works

Some things take forever
But with building bricks of trust and love
Mountains can be moved

Love come, down upon us 'til you flow like water
Burning, with the hope of insight
Feathered, look they're covered with a bright elation
Stolen, in the sight of love

We are, we are, we are but your children
Finding our way around indecision
We are, we are, we are ever helpless
Take us forever, a whisper to a scream

Birds fly, in the eye of the faithless daughter
Broken, at the bitter end
Wasted, sacrifice for a new nirvana
Night time, sends us on our way

We are, we are, we are but your children
Finding our way around indecision
We are, we are, we are ever helpless
Take us forever, a whisper to a scream

A whisper to a scream
A whisper to a scream
A whisper to a scream
A whisper to a scream

“Clock Out” - Devo

All right, clockout

I got my coat
I got my keys
I got my head down to my lungs and move my feet
Me I got all the secretaries, down on their knees

Look at 'em scoot
They gonna clockout

I got my money
Tied up in stock
I got my mammy take my doggy for a walk
Me I got the biggest little business, down on the block

Get ready get set
'Cause we gonna clockout

Down on all fours
'Cause we gonna
We gonna, we gonna
We gonna clockout

Take my advice
Hear my decree
I'm afraid the future's gonna be maintenance free
I got the big brush for your bowl, baby, can't you dig my plea

Gonna gag
Unless we clockout
No no no

Most of those looked absolutely fake. I hope kids aren’t really like that today.

Personally, I find Walmart to be an absolute horror show. I avoid it like I avoid potholes. I’ll shop Walmart online, but I avoid their brick and mortar like the plague. There have been too many “incidents” out in the parking lot, and even in the store, over the past couple of years.

“Living in the Past” - Jethro Tull

Happy and I'm smilin'
Walk a mile to drink your water
You know I'd love to love you

And above you there's no other

We'll go walking out
While others shout
Of war disaster

Oh, we won't give in
Let's go living in the past
Once I used to join in
Every boy and girl was my friend
Now there's revolution
But they don't know
What they're fighting
Let us close our eyes
Outside their lives
Go on much faster
Oh, we won't give in
We'll keep living in the past
Oh, we won't give in
Let's go living in the past
Oh no, no, we won't give in
Let's go living in the past

“It’s So Easy” - Linda Ronstadt

It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love

People tell me love's for fools
Here I go, breaking all the rules

It seems so easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Yeah, so doggone easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Oh, it seems so easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Yeah, where you're concerned my heart can learn, oh

It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love

Look into your heart and see
What your love book has set aside for me

It seems so easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Yeah, so doggone easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Oh, it seems so easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Yeah, where you're concerned my heart can learn, oh

It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love

It seems so easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Yeah, so doggone easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Oh, it seems so easy (so easy, so easy, so easy)
Yeah, where you're concerned my heart can learn, oh

It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love
It's so easy to fall in love

It's so easy to fall in love (whoa-oh)
It's so easy to fall in love

I have eaten my own. I ate it in bootcamp one night when I jacked off in my rack and then had to get rid of the evidence. I did it another time in deer camp while my hunting partners were snoring away in the camper. I didn’t want to wake them up by walking through the small camper we were in with a load of spoo smeared all over myself. I don’t think the other guys would have understood.

Here’s mine:

Cocks are pretty cool, when you think about it. I like them!

Same here. I’m not into man ass at all, but I love that part of the female anatomy, along with the rest of the female form. The only thing I care about are cock and balls. I find those hot!

I’m with you. There is something about a stiff rod that makes my blood start flowing into my own. I love the curves and colors of the glans and also how an erect penis juts out aggressively from the body. I’m also a big fan of cumshots, too!

Sounds like fun!

“Down Under” - Men At Work

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said

"Do you come from a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover"

Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six-foot-four and full of muscle
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich
And he said

"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover, yeah"

Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me?
Because I come from the land of plenty"
And he said

Oh, do you come from a land down under? (Ooh, yeah-yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover, 'cause we are

Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder (yeah)
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (Thunder)
You better-better run, you better take cover

Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? Ooh, yeah
You better run, you better take cover

(We are) living in a land down under (ooh, yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you, can't you hear the thunder? (Can't you, can't you hear the thunder?)
You better run, you better take cover

Living in a land down under (living in a land down under)
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you, can't you hear the thunder?

“Hold Me Now” - Thompson Twins

I have a picture pinned to my wall
An image of you and of me
And we're laughing, we're loving it all
But look at our life now, all tattered and torn
We fuss and we fight and delight in the tears
As we cry until dawn

Oh-oh, hold me now
Whoa, warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
Let loving start

You say I'm a dreamer
We're two of a kind
Both of us searching for some perfect world
We know we'll never find
So perhaps I should leave here
Yeah, yeah, go far away
But you know that there's nowhere that I'd rather be
Than with you here today

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa, oh-oh
Hold me now
Whoa, warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
Let loving start

Whoa-oh, hold me now
Whoa, warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
Let loving start
Whoa-oh-oh

You ask if I love you
what can I say?
You know that I do
And that this is just one of those games that we play
So I'll sing you a new song
Please, don't cry any more
I'll even ask your forgiveness
Though I don't know just what I'm asking it for

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa, oh-oh, hold me now
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Whoa, warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Oh, will you stay with me?)
Let loving start
Let loving start

Whoa-oh, hold me now
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Whoa, warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Oh, will you stay with me?)
Let loving start
Let loving start

Whoa-oh, hold me now
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Whoa, warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Oh, will you stay with me?)
Let loving start
Let loving start

Whoa-oh, hold me now
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Whoa, warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Oh, will you stay with me?)
Let loving start
Let loving start

Whoa-oh, hold me now
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Whoa, warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Oh, will you stay with me?)
Let loving start
Let loving start

I find women hot, head to toe, but the only parts of a man that interest me are his cock and balls, and semen shooting out in ropes and spurts. I love cock heads and cumshots!

The only bear around my place is me, when I’m not wearing anything!

Average. No complaints, ever.

I’m average. I’ve never heard anyone ever complain about it. It is what it is.

Absolute truth!

I’m not sure how people are getting callouses on their glans. I’ve been circumcised since I was a day old and I have not regularly worn underwear since 1981, and as you can see, my glans is soft and flexible. I get callouses on my hands and feet, and nowhere else.

There are no callouses on my penis!

It is very sensitive, especially after I have stimulated my penis to full erection and almost to orgasm. I can feel it being stimulated whenever I use a penetration sex toy, so I know there is no loss of senstivity.

Helmet, for sure.

“Learnig to Fly” - Pink Floyd

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a wind swept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast
How can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to find my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I

Friction lock, set
Mixtures, rich
Propellers, fully forward
Flaps, set - 10 degrees
Engine gauges and suction, check

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
My grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty air
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can't keep my mind from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I

I hear ya! I love to watch semen shoot out of the end of a good hard dick!

As often as I can! I spent an hour edging myself today.

There is a little something extra at the tip:

I've been jacking off to images of myself since I was 12! I used several mirrors around the house back then to watch myself while I stroked and pumped my cock.

In 1980, I bought my first 35mm SLR, an Olympus OM-1n (I still have it), at the Navy Exchange on NAS Memphis, when it was still an active base. The hobby shop had a darkroom, which I used to develop a lot of black and white film and prints, including my first dick pics.

When I got stationed in San Diego at NAS North Island, I continued to take pics of myself stroking my cock. I found a photo lab at the hobby shop at NRTC San Diego, and I would spend Saturday afternoon over there across the bay, doing up more film and prints of me enjoying my cock. I was the only one there, so I had free rein to develop the most explicit photos of myself possible.

When I re-upped in '84, I used part of my re-enlistment bonus to buy a Sony BetaMax video camera from the Navy Exchange at the Subic Bay Naval Station Navy Exchange in Olongapo City, RP. I also picked up a BetaMax VCR, too. I wasn't able to use that to make any spunk movies until I got stationed at my next duty station.

Later, in 1985, I switched to color slides after I re-upped and got stationed at NAS Fallon, Nevada. I did that because there was no photo lab at the base hobby shop, unfortunately.

When I got BAQ and COMRATS, I moved out to an apartment out in town, which became my "studio." I shot dozenss of yards of dick pic slides and hours of jack off movies in that apartment.

These days, I use mainly my iPhone. Before the cell phones got decent cameras in them, I would still use my old OM-1n to take pics of myself, but I had nowhere to develop them. The wife got me a Canon EOS later on, and I could take action shots with it, because it was motorized.

We bought a house and had the basement remodeled. I had a darkroom put in and when I was working graveyards, I would spend the night in it on my days off, developing those rolls of film I had shot earlier.

I still have the OM-1n, the EOS, and a couple of digital SLRs, one of which I still use occasionally, because it cost me some big bucks, but now, I mainly use my iPhone. I recently replaced my iPhone 13 with a 16, and I'm still figuring out the functions. It's hard to tell the cell phone pics from the SLR pics these days.
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Digital SLR pic:


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iPhone pic:


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Canon EOS pic:


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Olympus OM-1n pic:

64 here, just signed up for Medicare last month (ugh!). 65 is fast approaching in a couple of weeks, which means I am officially a horny old goat now.

I still jack off about as much as I did when I was 15. My cock still gets hard as it did when I was 15, too, but now, after I shoot my load, down he goes. It used to stay hard for several minutes afterward, but not anymore. Oh, well.

I've also noticed some reduction in my semen volume and I'm not getting the air I used to get when I shoot, unless I edge myself for an hour or more, but that's just how it is now, I guess.

I have a cool cock ring I like to wear, made by FirmTech. You can order it online directly from FirmTech. I got mine through Doc Johnson's website. The literature says it's an FDA registered medical device that you don't need a prescription to get. It even says it's urologist approved, so apparently it can help control dribbling, if that's an issue. The literature says you can wear it up to 12 hours, if you're so inclined. I sometimes wear mine to the grocery store.

I especially like it because it's easy on, easy off, and very comfortable. It wraps around the base of my shaft and my balls. I like the visual effect it has on my balls. It does seem to help keep my cock harder, because the glans swells up and gets really smooth when I'm very excited. I really like how it looks when it does that!

There is even a vibrating version, but I didn't want to spend the money for that function. I like how it makes the veins in my cock's shaft stand out when I have it on. Here's a pic of me wearing it:


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Here it is from a different angle:


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Having a good time with it on:

"Shooting Star" - Bad Company

Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song
Love Me Do, I think it was and from there it didn't take him long
Got himself a guitar, used to play every night
Now he's in a rock & roll outfit, and everything's all right
Don't you know?

Johnny told his Momma, Hey Momma I'm goin' away
I'm gonna hit the big time, gonna be a big star someday
Momma came to the door with a tear drop in her eye
Johnny said, Don't cry Momma smile & wave goodbye

Don't you know, yeah, yeah
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know, don't you know
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
And all the world will love you just as long
As long as you are

Johnny made a record, went straight up to number one
Suddenly everyone loved to hear him sing the song
Watching the world go by, surprisin' it goes so fast
Johnny looked around him and said
Well, I made the big time at last

Don't you know, don't you know
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know, woah yeah
Don't you know that you are a shooting star, yeah
And all the world will love you just as long

As long as you are, a shooting star

Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know, ahhh
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
And all the world will love you just as long
As long as you are

Johnny died one night, died in his bed
Bottle of whiskey, sleepin' tablets by his head
Johnny's life passed him by like a warm summer day
If you listen to the wind, you can still hear him play
Woah...

Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know, don't you know
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know

Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you know
Don't you know you are a shooting star
(Improvise)
Na, na, na, na.

"Welcome to the Machine" - Pink Floyd

Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been

You've been in the pipeline
Filling in time
Provided with toys and scouting for boys
You brought a guitar to punish your ma

And you didn't like school
And you know you're nobody's fool
So welcome to the machine

Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream

You dreamed of a big star
He played a mean guitar
He always ate in the Steak Bar
He loved to drive in his Jaguar
So welcome to the machine

"Hello, Goodbye" - The Beatles


You say yes, I say no
You say stop and I say go, go, go
Oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello

Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

I say high, you say low
You say why and I say I don't know
Oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello

(Hello, goodbye, hello, goodbye) hello, hello
(Hello, goodbye) I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
(Hello, goodbye, hello, goodbye) hello, hello
(Hello, goodbye) I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

Why, why, why why, why, why
Do you say goodbye, goodbye, bye, bye, bye, bye?
Oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello

Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

You say yes (I say yes)
I say no (but I may mean no)
You say stop (I can stay)
And I say go, go, go (till it's time to go)
Oh, oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello

Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello

Hela, heba helloa
Hela, heba helloa, cha, cha, cha
Hela, heba helloa, woo
Hela, heba helloa, hela
Hela, heba helloa, cha, cha, cha
Hela, heba helloa, woo-hoo
Hela, heba helloa, cha, cha
Hela, heba helloa, cha, cha
Hela, heba helloa

I recently rediscovered it. This takes me back to 16 years old!

"Us and Them" - Pink Floyd

Us and them
And after all
We're only ordinary men

Me and you
God only knows it's not what
We would choose to do

"Forward", he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
The general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side

Black and blue
And who knows which is which
And who is who

Up and down
And in the end
It's only round and round, and round

"Haven't you heard it's a battle of words?"
The poster bearer cried
"Listen, son", said the man with the gun
"There's room for you inside"

Down and out
It can't be helped
But there's a lot of it about

With, without
And who'll deny
It's what the fighting's all about

Out of the way it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died

"Going Down" - Jeff Beck


Well, I′m going down
Down, down, down, down, down
I'm going down
Down, down, down, down, down
I′ve got my head out the window
And my big feet on the ground
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
I′ve got my head out the window
And my big feet on the ground
So, I′m going down
Down, down, down, down
I'm going down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, yes I am
I′ve got my head out the window
And my big feet on the

Well, I'm goin′ down
Down, down, down, down
I'm going down
Down, down, down, down, down
I′ve got my head out the window
And my big feet on the ground

Gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
I've got my head out the window
And my big feet on the

Well, I′m down
Down, down, down, down, down
I′m goin' down
Down, down, down, down, down
I′ve got my head out the window
And my big feet on the ground, yes I have
Well, she walked out the door
And I crawled right out there