It's now time to start Leather Pride Weekend. Normally we start it on Friday but this year we will start attending the events on Saturday. That's ok!

Once again I got up to slave paul waking me up far too early. Today I had him get me up at 7:00. SIGH. This time I want to get my ass outta bed and go get the oil change done on my car. The morning started well. I know this for a fact because as soon as I turned the corner from my house there was a big ole speed trap. I, at that point in time happened to be driving twenty eight MPH on a twenty five MPH area. I';m legal and cool. No ticket for me.

I was the first one in at the dealer and the first one out. Luckily I still had enough time to blog at the dealer and take care of emails too.

Once I got home I woke up slave barb and she bounced up real easy to make breakfast. She also graced the house with some loud Buckcherry music. I can did that! Then out of the blue there was a knock on the door. Now this is odd because nobody ever comes over to visit. Friends don't come over, family doesn't come over, nobody. Hell I don't think people like being in my house. That's another story and a sad one too. Anyway here's a knock on the door, since nobody visits the knock freaks me out. I went to the door and a VERY old women in her Sunday best is at the door. She asks if she could see Marion. I said to her in a very kind, soft spoken respectful tone that there's no Marion here. She seemed confused and a little sad? She went on to say that she could of sworn her friend Marion lived here. I kindly told her again that there's no Marion here. I asked her if she knew the address, I was hoping I could point he in the right direction. She said no, I really thought she lived here. Then we said goodbye and then she sadly and slowly walked away. It was real sad. You could say it was a downer.

Tonight is Leather Pride Night. I'm stoked for the event. I get to sell raffle tickets and whore around . I'm normally one of the biggest money makers. Pretty much because my method of ticket selling is one big cock biting and crotch sniffing rock n roll porno show! With that said I'm concerned about this years LPN. The powers that be seemed to advertise everything very late and there seems to have been difficulty getting volunteers and enthusiasm. My fear is that this fine event which raises A LOT of money for great charities is being taken for granted. Sometimes when things are simply expected to be the attendees just figure it will run on its own and the producers just assume that the people will volunteer because that's just what happens. Times change, people fade away, you can't always rely on past history. Every day needs to be attacked and new history needs to be made and nothing should be taken for granted. I hope I'm wrong and I hope LPN is a happening madhouse. But I still have some reservations and concerns. Lets hope for the best.

This week has been so hectic and stressed that I have not lit the candle on my alter this week. I just gave the candle the spark to illuminate the heart and mind in a positive way. It feels good, it feels right.

Time to take a step back, reload and restart.

I'm also getting some stuff done around the house. Some cleaning is in order.. It's nice to get that done too.

Lunch: 2 grilled sausage on the grill in the great outdoors with whole wheat toasted bread. Ah, nice things.

Grooming: slave barb shaved down my body hair and then I had her jerk me off. Ah, nice things!

Sex: More of it. This time right by the front door with slave barb bent over in a downward dog position.

BY THE WAY HAPPY LEATHER PRIDE WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's 3:00. It's to get dressed and get out. Tonight will be my first time wearing my chest harness.

Leather Pride Night ended up being great! We had a blast. We got to see so many people that we have not seen in a long time. We sold our raffle tickets as usual I was able to make a lot of money for LPN and their chosen charities. Damn, do I ever have fun doing that. WOOF!

After LPN we went to The Eagle to hang out on the roof deck and have a cigar. That too was an amazing time. The vibe at LPN was jumping and the vibe and energy at The Eagle was amazing. It was like everyones energy was clicking just perfect. You can't beat it. We met new people and hung with old friends too. That was amazing time! The leather community was in hot full effect.

It wasn't just The Eagle or LPN. NYC was in an amazing mood. Straight, gay, queer, vanilla, the games on the local basketball courts, strangers just walking the streets, you name it the energy was vibrant. It was one of those rare nights when NYC felt alive, well, perfect and unstoppable! What a rush.

Later on we headed out of the city and went home. Oh yes, more sex too!