(Special note to Gwen:--Don't you wish this was featured at the Haunted Mansion?)
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Spanking Party Time!
This weekend is Chicago Crimson Moon's Halloween Spook and Spankathon. This, of course, reminds me of a very important point--I never got around to writing about their July Summer Spanktacular. (I was going to make some snarky comment to the CM management about coming up with different names for their events--namely, something that didn't end in "-acular"--but clearly, they anticipated me.)
I certainly had a good time at the summer party. I just got sidetracked with other things to write about, and after a while, the party faded into the background. Besides, my party reports can tend to sound all the same--how many ways are there to say, "I went and spanked a lot of people and then I came home"?
The wort part of the July party was simply getting there. First, airfare had quite literally doubled since I'd gone to Chicago in March. Then, bad weather west of O'Hare airport caused the flight to initially be delayed by 50 minutes. The airline finally let us board, taxied out to the tarmac--and then told us the weather was still bad and it looked like we wouldn't move for another 45 minutes. So we sat on the damn plane, everyone probably wishing they'd gone to the restroom one more time before boarding. After 45 minutes, the Captain told us we were still holding, and it would probably be another half-hour. 30 minutes later, we're told we're still waiting and it could be another 45 minutes. I was glad I'd brought a book with me!
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles, it was within minutes of the previous announcement that the Captain came back on the intercom and said we'd been cleared for takeoff. We finally got underway "only" about two hours behind schedule. Thank goodness I didn't have to catch a connecting flight somewhere.
Once at the hotel, everything was wonderful. The summer party is a 3-night event, and Thursday was sort of a meet-and-greet--a chance to see who was there, renew old acquaintances, meet a few new people--and, of course, spank. I played with a couple of familiar faces that night, one lady who has become a regular on my dance card and another one that I'd somehow missed playing with for a few parties in a row. At the end of the night, my favorite party-goer showed up, and I finished the night by making sure her bottom had some sting in it before she went to her room to turn in. All in all, not a bad start.
Friday, I slept late and missed the breakfast buffet. I don't think I left the room until after Noon. I left the hotel and walked around the surrounding neighborhood. I grabbed lunch at a restaurant across from the hotel, and then walked to a little nearby shopping mall. Lots of food places, there--I certainly wasn't going to go hungry that weekend. I stopped at a little grocery and picked up some soft drinks to keep in the fridge in my room.
The rest of the day passed quickly. I believe I actually dozed off in my room for a while (have to keep my strength up, y'know). By the time I roused myself, the Newcomer orientation had already taken place and the actual party had begun. (The orientation is for people who are either new to the spanking scene or new to the spanking party scene. The group leaders of CM try to give guidelines, anticipate any possible questions that may come up, and just let people know what to expect in general. It can help ease the nervousness of a first-timer, cover some things they maybe had on their mind, and encourages them to stop and ask somebody if any questions pop up later. The biggest point to remembe--CM provides the venue, the rest is up to you. Talk to people, get to know them, put yourself out there. CM is not there to fix you up or force anybody to play with you. If you somehow go through the weekend without spanking anybody--you have no one to blame but yourself.
Friday night I managed to keep busy. I did something I really haven't done a lot of lately--I made it a point to play with some people that I'd never spanked before. I confess that I'd fallen into the habit of just looking for certain people that I was already familiar with. This time I managed to break out of my shell a little bit, and I think I've found at least two that I'll always make time for in the future. The evening ended again with my favorite spankee, and a much more intense session. No implements were involved, but I was doing good enough with just the palm of my hand and didn't need the help. I walked her back to her room afterwards, and then turned in myself.
Saturday dawned, and again I slept late and didn't stir from my room until after 12 p.m. I was planning to head out to the restaurant for lunch when I ran into the twins, Cigi and Cheryl--my blogging buddies (you can find a link to them on the right side of the page, "Cigi's World" and "Positively Spanking"). They were available for play--who needs food at a time like that?
I started out hand-spanking Cigi, but she got called away, so I switched to Cheryl. It didn't matter to me--both ladies are delightful. Cigi finally came back and took back her position. (Cheryl, you might have gotten a little short-changed, there). The twins had been to the Vendor's Fair, and Cigi had purchased a couple of items, including one lovely-looking hairbrush which she gave me to try. One swat from it was enough to make her say, "I think I made a mistake!" I'm not sure what the back of the brush was made of--it wasn't wood, that's for sure--but whatever it was, it obviously imparted one heck of a sting. Cigi's comment wasn't enough to keep me from using it a few more times, however.
I went to the Vendor's Fair after that, and saw a lot of great items for sale. Ian from The London Tanners was there, and he always has great items for sale. I own a few of his wonderful implements, although they don't get used nearly enough. Bill Sova of Cinema Swats was on hand, too, and I purchased DVD's of Volumes 3 and 4 from him. After dropping those off back in my room, I finally went out to lunch.
Evening brought a few more chances to play. One of the highlights was a chance to play with a new/old club member. She had been a member of Crimson Moon a long time ago, and hadn't attended parties for a number of years. Oddly enough, in all that time, she and I had never played. We managed to rectify that situation this time. She has fair skin, so her bottom colored up very nicely, and was pretty red by the time I finished with her. She got up, grabbed the small bottle of lotion that the hotel provided with the room, and asked if I would rub some on her bottom. Of course, I obliged. I'm no fool.
The evening ended with one final chance to play with my favorite spankee, and it was pretty much a repeat of Friday night--a good, long OTK session that let her mind go away for a while and definitely left her de-stressed. Again, no implements were involved--maybe next time.
And with that, the party was over, and I flew home on Sunday. Thankfully, Sunday's flight went off without a hitch, although I think I started to feel party withdrawal the minute I stepped on the plane. The knowledge that I wouldn't get a chance to spank anyone for at least 3 months is always a downer, and for about the umpteenth time I wished that some of these wonderful ladies--the favorite spankee at the top of the list, of course--lived in Minnesota, or at least a lot closer.
It's definitely time for another party.
I certainly had a good time at the summer party. I just got sidetracked with other things to write about, and after a while, the party faded into the background. Besides, my party reports can tend to sound all the same--how many ways are there to say, "I went and spanked a lot of people and then I came home"?
The wort part of the July party was simply getting there. First, airfare had quite literally doubled since I'd gone to Chicago in March. Then, bad weather west of O'Hare airport caused the flight to initially be delayed by 50 minutes. The airline finally let us board, taxied out to the tarmac--and then told us the weather was still bad and it looked like we wouldn't move for another 45 minutes. So we sat on the damn plane, everyone probably wishing they'd gone to the restroom one more time before boarding. After 45 minutes, the Captain told us we were still holding, and it would probably be another half-hour. 30 minutes later, we're told we're still waiting and it could be another 45 minutes. I was glad I'd brought a book with me!
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles, it was within minutes of the previous announcement that the Captain came back on the intercom and said we'd been cleared for takeoff. We finally got underway "only" about two hours behind schedule. Thank goodness I didn't have to catch a connecting flight somewhere.
Once at the hotel, everything was wonderful. The summer party is a 3-night event, and Thursday was sort of a meet-and-greet--a chance to see who was there, renew old acquaintances, meet a few new people--and, of course, spank. I played with a couple of familiar faces that night, one lady who has become a regular on my dance card and another one that I'd somehow missed playing with for a few parties in a row. At the end of the night, my favorite party-goer showed up, and I finished the night by making sure her bottom had some sting in it before she went to her room to turn in. All in all, not a bad start.
Friday, I slept late and missed the breakfast buffet. I don't think I left the room until after Noon. I left the hotel and walked around the surrounding neighborhood. I grabbed lunch at a restaurant across from the hotel, and then walked to a little nearby shopping mall. Lots of food places, there--I certainly wasn't going to go hungry that weekend. I stopped at a little grocery and picked up some soft drinks to keep in the fridge in my room.
The rest of the day passed quickly. I believe I actually dozed off in my room for a while (have to keep my strength up, y'know). By the time I roused myself, the Newcomer orientation had already taken place and the actual party had begun. (The orientation is for people who are either new to the spanking scene or new to the spanking party scene. The group leaders of CM try to give guidelines, anticipate any possible questions that may come up, and just let people know what to expect in general. It can help ease the nervousness of a first-timer, cover some things they maybe had on their mind, and encourages them to stop and ask somebody if any questions pop up later. The biggest point to remembe--CM provides the venue, the rest is up to you. Talk to people, get to know them, put yourself out there. CM is not there to fix you up or force anybody to play with you. If you somehow go through the weekend without spanking anybody--you have no one to blame but yourself.
Friday night I managed to keep busy. I did something I really haven't done a lot of lately--I made it a point to play with some people that I'd never spanked before. I confess that I'd fallen into the habit of just looking for certain people that I was already familiar with. This time I managed to break out of my shell a little bit, and I think I've found at least two that I'll always make time for in the future. The evening ended again with my favorite spankee, and a much more intense session. No implements were involved, but I was doing good enough with just the palm of my hand and didn't need the help. I walked her back to her room afterwards, and then turned in myself.
Saturday dawned, and again I slept late and didn't stir from my room until after 12 p.m. I was planning to head out to the restaurant for lunch when I ran into the twins, Cigi and Cheryl--my blogging buddies (you can find a link to them on the right side of the page, "Cigi's World" and "Positively Spanking"). They were available for play--who needs food at a time like that?
I started out hand-spanking Cigi, but she got called away, so I switched to Cheryl. It didn't matter to me--both ladies are delightful. Cigi finally came back and took back her position. (Cheryl, you might have gotten a little short-changed, there). The twins had been to the Vendor's Fair, and Cigi had purchased a couple of items, including one lovely-looking hairbrush which she gave me to try. One swat from it was enough to make her say, "I think I made a mistake!" I'm not sure what the back of the brush was made of--it wasn't wood, that's for sure--but whatever it was, it obviously imparted one heck of a sting. Cigi's comment wasn't enough to keep me from using it a few more times, however.
I went to the Vendor's Fair after that, and saw a lot of great items for sale. Ian from The London Tanners was there, and he always has great items for sale. I own a few of his wonderful implements, although they don't get used nearly enough. Bill Sova of Cinema Swats was on hand, too, and I purchased DVD's of Volumes 3 and 4 from him. After dropping those off back in my room, I finally went out to lunch.
Evening brought a few more chances to play. One of the highlights was a chance to play with a new/old club member. She had been a member of Crimson Moon a long time ago, and hadn't attended parties for a number of years. Oddly enough, in all that time, she and I had never played. We managed to rectify that situation this time. She has fair skin, so her bottom colored up very nicely, and was pretty red by the time I finished with her. She got up, grabbed the small bottle of lotion that the hotel provided with the room, and asked if I would rub some on her bottom. Of course, I obliged. I'm no fool.
The evening ended with one final chance to play with my favorite spankee, and it was pretty much a repeat of Friday night--a good, long OTK session that let her mind go away for a while and definitely left her de-stressed. Again, no implements were involved--maybe next time.
And with that, the party was over, and I flew home on Sunday. Thankfully, Sunday's flight went off without a hitch, although I think I started to feel party withdrawal the minute I stepped on the plane. The knowledge that I wouldn't get a chance to spank anyone for at least 3 months is always a downer, and for about the umpteenth time I wished that some of these wonderful ladies--the favorite spankee at the top of the list, of course--lived in Minnesota, or at least a lot closer.
It's definitely time for another party.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
For Michael
Part of the fun of writing a blog such as this lies in coming up with things to write about. I'm not in a relationship, and there's nobody I spank on a regular (daily, weekly, monthly) basis, so obviously this blog cannot be a diary of my spanking adventures. If it was, I'd only post twice a year, or maybe every three months when a Chicago Crimson Moon party rolled around.
This means I have to write about other things. I'll write about past experiences, perhaps, or some points of spanking protocol, or make up song lyrics, or make comments about pictures I've found on the web, or occasionally write a caption for a picture I've found. Sometimes it takes a while. I don't have any set schedule that I adhere to when it comes to posting. My "posting schedule" consists of the words, "When I feel like it." And then, when the mood hits, I put a post together and throw it out there for all you wonderful readers. (And with a schedule like that, believe me, I really appreciate the fact that all of you keep coming back and checking the blog for updates.)
Posting is just one part of the fun--the other part is reading the comments that a post may generate and responding to them. I've had posts that have gotten no comments whatsoever. Others have replies that number in the double digits. Adding a comment isn't required, of course, but it can add to your fun and your enjoyment of a blog such as this.
Take, for example, Devlin O'Neill's Weblog. Dev, Gwen, and Michael turn out a prolific number of posts, and they have a regular roundtable of readers (myself included) who enjoy talking about them--although sometimes those discussions can veer off into off-topic territory, which might be why it's not unusual to see a post on Devlin's blog with 20, 50, or 75 comments.
Michael is one of those who keeps the reply ball rolling. Sometimes he "highjacks" the blog from Devlin and puts up his own post--other times he confines himself to reading and adding to the commentary to further the conversation, or just to try and keep certain young ladies who frequent the comments ssection from running amok.
Michael is also a valued reader of this blog, and his comments here are always welcome. So I'm posting the following two pictures in his honor. On Dev's blog back on July 11, he wrote a very nice article on actress Scarlett Johansson. (You can go to Devlin O'Neill's Weblog to check it out....use the "search" option at the top of the page and enter--what else?--"Scarlett Johansson".)
The first picture comes from Gloss magazine, with Scarlett's assets covered but nonetheless well displayed:
And the last picture is from a Vanity Fair cover that featured many of the upcoming new--and nude--young actresses to watch out for:
This means I have to write about other things. I'll write about past experiences, perhaps, or some points of spanking protocol, or make up song lyrics, or make comments about pictures I've found on the web, or occasionally write a caption for a picture I've found. Sometimes it takes a while. I don't have any set schedule that I adhere to when it comes to posting. My "posting schedule" consists of the words, "When I feel like it." And then, when the mood hits, I put a post together and throw it out there for all you wonderful readers. (And with a schedule like that, believe me, I really appreciate the fact that all of you keep coming back and checking the blog for updates.)
Posting is just one part of the fun--the other part is reading the comments that a post may generate and responding to them. I've had posts that have gotten no comments whatsoever. Others have replies that number in the double digits. Adding a comment isn't required, of course, but it can add to your fun and your enjoyment of a blog such as this.
Take, for example, Devlin O'Neill's Weblog. Dev, Gwen, and Michael turn out a prolific number of posts, and they have a regular roundtable of readers (myself included) who enjoy talking about them--although sometimes those discussions can veer off into off-topic territory, which might be why it's not unusual to see a post on Devlin's blog with 20, 50, or 75 comments.
Michael is one of those who keeps the reply ball rolling. Sometimes he "highjacks" the blog from Devlin and puts up his own post--other times he confines himself to reading and adding to the commentary to further the conversation, or just to try and keep certain young ladies who frequent the comments ssection from running amok.
Michael is also a valued reader of this blog, and his comments here are always welcome. So I'm posting the following two pictures in his honor. On Dev's blog back on July 11, he wrote a very nice article on actress Scarlett Johansson. (You can go to Devlin O'Neill's Weblog to check it out....use the "search" option at the top of the page and enter--what else?--"Scarlett Johansson".)
The first picture comes from Gloss magazine, with Scarlett's assets covered but nonetheless well displayed:
And the last picture is from a Vanity Fair cover that featured many of the upcoming new--and nude--young actresses to watch out for:
I seem to recall Scarlett Johansson commenting on this photo later, making some reference to her "doughy white butt" (I haven't been able to find the exact quote, so the wording here is approximate). I think Michael would agree that she is worrying needlessly--I think she looks just fine, and not doughy at all.
And as for it's whiteness--I think Michael might have an idea or two on how to add some color to her cheeks!
Monday, October 20, 2008
It's All About Pixie
This post will be short and sweet--rather like a certain young pixie we all know and love....
(Actually, I don't know how short she is....but she is sweet!)
First, in case you didn't know, the spanking clip that Amber Pixie Wells agreed to for her "Cause For Paws" fundraiser is up on her site--all 400 spanks worth. If you haven't seen it yet, you definitely should check it out.
But the really big news--and the real reason you should drop by spankingpixie.com--is that everyone's favorite spankee got married over the weekend! She and her boyfriend have tied the knot, and I could not be happier for the lovely couple. I've never met Pixie--our contact has been limited to comments in posts and a few e-mails--but she is a very genuine, friendly, warm and sweet person. Congratulations to the happy couple, and may their life together always have that certain pixie magic!
I'm not posting any pictures here--this is Pixie's day and time, after all--but if you'd like to see a photo or two of the beautiful bride in her gown, go on over to the Spanking Pixie site (a link is to the right) and add a congratulatory note of your own!
(Sigh) I'm just a romantic at heart......ain't love grand?
(Actually, I don't know how short she is....but she is sweet!)
First, in case you didn't know, the spanking clip that Amber Pixie Wells agreed to for her "Cause For Paws" fundraiser is up on her site--all 400 spanks worth. If you haven't seen it yet, you definitely should check it out.
But the really big news--and the real reason you should drop by spankingpixie.com--is that everyone's favorite spankee got married over the weekend! She and her boyfriend have tied the knot, and I could not be happier for the lovely couple. I've never met Pixie--our contact has been limited to comments in posts and a few e-mails--but she is a very genuine, friendly, warm and sweet person. Congratulations to the happy couple, and may their life together always have that certain pixie magic!
I'm not posting any pictures here--this is Pixie's day and time, after all--but if you'd like to see a photo or two of the beautiful bride in her gown, go on over to the Spanking Pixie site (a link is to the right) and add a congratulatory note of your own!
(Sigh) I'm just a romantic at heart......ain't love grand?
Friday, October 17, 2008
Overheard Last Night
With the election drawing closer and so much at stake, I've been watching the news channels more often than usual, mostly CNN and MSNBC. One show that has quickly become a favorite is The Rachel Maddow Show (MSNBC).
Last night she played the news clip of Barack Obama warning his followers not to get too cocky, reminding them of what happened to him in the New Hampshire Primary, and she then read his quote reminding everyone that "we ended up getting spanked."
At which point she looked into the camera, got a little twinkle in her eye, and said, "Spanked?!"--and then gave a playful little growl!
Oh, Rachel, you saucy minx.......was that appropriate? Does your partner need to take you out to the woodshed? From your reaction to the word, "spanked", I get the feeling you've made that trip before....... :-)
Who says politics is boring?
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Consequences
All of the naughty young ladies who read this blog--and you know who you are--should be aware that there are always consequences for your actions. And I'm sure it comes as no surprise to learn that "consequences" means being turned over a knee, skirt up or pants down, and receiving a good no-nonesense spanking--or, at least, that's what it means when I'm in charge.
In the picture below, the young lady is already being dealt with. But what will be the consequences if her foot knocks that glass off of the stool?
In the picture below, the young lady is already being dealt with. But what will be the consequences if her foot knocks that glass off of the stool?
I don't know about you, but if that happens, I bet those jeans wind up around her ankles and that wooden spoon will be meeting her bare bottom in a very brisk manner!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
"Talk" Radio
As you may have gathered from part of an earlier post where I was "Talkin' Baseball", I like sports. Or at least, Minnesota professional sports. And I often think it would be fun to host a sports talk radio show. After all, you'd only have to work 2 or 3 hours a day.
Of course, the rest of your day would be spent in preparation-- reading up on sports, preparing for or taping interviews, watching a lot of games on TV, spanking the occasional intern.....
The photos here are courtesy of Live 105.3 in Dallas, Texas, and Gavin is having to deal with Jasmine. Did she fail to line up a phone interview? Did she hang up on a caller? Did she screw up the tapes and not go to commercial? No, it's actually much simpler than that. It's her birthday!
Yes, talking sports on the radio would be fun. Giving birthday spankings on the air would be even better!
Of course, the rest of your day would be spent in preparation-- reading up on sports, preparing for or taping interviews, watching a lot of games on TV, spanking the occasional intern.....
The photos here are courtesy of Live 105.3 in Dallas, Texas, and Gavin is having to deal with Jasmine. Did she fail to line up a phone interview? Did she hang up on a caller? Did she screw up the tapes and not go to commercial? No, it's actually much simpler than that. It's her birthday!
Yes, talking sports on the radio would be fun. Giving birthday spankings on the air would be even better!
I think I could use an intern for this blog. All those interested (females only, please!) should e-mail me, and we can arrange for an, um....."interview"...... :-)
Monday, October 6, 2008
A Spanking Horror Story
".....and then, just as Bobby was about to give Sarah the spanking of her life, his head exploded!"
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Pixie, and Talkin' Baseball
I want to thank everybody who read my posts here regarding Pixie's "Cause for Paws" fundraising idea and then went to Pixie's blog to make or send in a donation. The final count is in and together you helped Pixie raise an amazing $1, 115! Spankers and spankees are apparently generous to a fault with a warm spot in their hearts for a puppy or a kitty in need of help. Give yourselves a big round of applause or a pat on the back. If you want to give yourself a congratulatory pat on the butt, go ahead, but it's more fun if someone else does it. :-)
Our generousity presented Pixie with a bit of a dilemma, however. Originally, she had proposed the idea that she would get a hard bare-bottom spank for every dollar raised, and the video of her getting those swats would be posted on her blog, Spanking Pixie. Clearly, Pixie had figured that her most loyal readers would donate a dollar or two, and if she was lucky she might raise a couple hundred dollars. But 1, 115 bare-bottom smacks?! And--since she would have to use the Punished Brats equipment to record this--that would be in addition to whatever amount she would have taken in a full day of shooting scenes for PB. The total would have been an insane amount, and meant quite a deal of wear-and-tear on her derriere.
She give the matter a great deal of thought and came up with what, I feel, is a very reasonable solution. She would take a spanking of 400 swats, administered by four of her PB friends. The spanking would be broken down as:
300 spanks by hand
50 with a hairbrush
20 with a wooden spoon
10 with a belt
10 with a school paddle
10 with a cane
I personally think that was a very fair compromise, and that combination of swats, spankers and implements certainly gives all of us who donated our money's worth.
The spanking was done this past week, and Pixie gives a full account of it on her blog, as well as providing a couple of pictures from the proceedings. If you haven't been to her blog already, go there after you finish reading this and read what she has to say. The film of the spanking still needs to be edited and put together before it appears on Pixie's blog, but I'm sure she'll keep us informed as to how it's coming along and when it will be up.
So, let's hear it for a lovely, warm-hearted--and at this point, I'm sure, tender-bottomed--Amber Pixie Wells!
(photo courtesy of Spanking Pixie)
And now, change of topic--
The baseball season--at least for my team, the Minnesota Twins--is over. There's nothing left to look forward to--other than the Minnesota Vikings, the Minnesota Timberwolves, and the Minnesota Wild, that is. Still, the Twins were one game away from playing in the post-season. When you consider that, prior to the start of the schedule, the Twins had lost Torii Hunter to the Angels--one of the few hitters the Twins had who could provide them with some power hitting--and had traded away arguably the best pitcher in either league, Johann Santana--let's just say that expectations were low. Most of the baseball pundits picked the Twins to finish 4th or worse in their division, and to be honest, that was my own assessment. My feeling was that if the Twins could somehow play around .500, I'd call the season a success.
Instead, they wound up on top or near the top of the AL Central nearly the entire year, challenging the Chicago White Sox for first before losing the division title in a 1-game playoff. I'd give Ron Gardenhire "Manager of the Year" for pulling that off, although in reality that honor will probably go to the manager of the Tampa Bay Rays.
The Twins have a nucleus of good young players, and an incredibly young pitching staff. They now have a year of experience and a play-off race to build on. If Twins management can keep this team together, they should be good for years to come. Still, there are a few changes I'd like to see them make:
I'd like to see them add a power hitter, preferably at 3rd base. The Twins seem to always finish last lately in terms of the number of home runs they hit and--as that final game this season proved--a lot of games can turn on one big swing of the bat. I'd like to see them get a veteran starting pitcher, and I'd like to see them revamp the bullpen a little bit. One of the current starters could go to the pen for a year or so, and we clearly have some relief pitchers who have fallen off in terms of their effectiveness. They probably wouldn't bring much in a trade, but it should be explored. I'd seriously consider trading Bonser, Guerrier and Crain. To replace them, I'd put Glen Perkins in the bullpen, Pat Neshak should return and I'd keep that Mijares kid around.
I don't know whether the Twins could pull all that off. Probably not--but pondering such things is part of the fun of following a big league team. That, and saying, "Wait 'til next year!"
Still, that last loss to Chicago was disappointing. Depressing, even. I need something to cheer me up.
Our generousity presented Pixie with a bit of a dilemma, however. Originally, she had proposed the idea that she would get a hard bare-bottom spank for every dollar raised, and the video of her getting those swats would be posted on her blog, Spanking Pixie. Clearly, Pixie had figured that her most loyal readers would donate a dollar or two, and if she was lucky she might raise a couple hundred dollars. But 1, 115 bare-bottom smacks?! And--since she would have to use the Punished Brats equipment to record this--that would be in addition to whatever amount she would have taken in a full day of shooting scenes for PB. The total would have been an insane amount, and meant quite a deal of wear-and-tear on her derriere.
She give the matter a great deal of thought and came up with what, I feel, is a very reasonable solution. She would take a spanking of 400 swats, administered by four of her PB friends. The spanking would be broken down as:
300 spanks by hand
50 with a hairbrush
20 with a wooden spoon
10 with a belt
10 with a school paddle
10 with a cane
I personally think that was a very fair compromise, and that combination of swats, spankers and implements certainly gives all of us who donated our money's worth.
The spanking was done this past week, and Pixie gives a full account of it on her blog, as well as providing a couple of pictures from the proceedings. If you haven't been to her blog already, go there after you finish reading this and read what she has to say. The film of the spanking still needs to be edited and put together before it appears on Pixie's blog, but I'm sure she'll keep us informed as to how it's coming along and when it will be up.
So, let's hear it for a lovely, warm-hearted--and at this point, I'm sure, tender-bottomed--Amber Pixie Wells!
(photo courtesy of Spanking Pixie)And now, change of topic--
The baseball season--at least for my team, the Minnesota Twins--is over. There's nothing left to look forward to--other than the Minnesota Vikings, the Minnesota Timberwolves, and the Minnesota Wild, that is. Still, the Twins were one game away from playing in the post-season. When you consider that, prior to the start of the schedule, the Twins had lost Torii Hunter to the Angels--one of the few hitters the Twins had who could provide them with some power hitting--and had traded away arguably the best pitcher in either league, Johann Santana--let's just say that expectations were low. Most of the baseball pundits picked the Twins to finish 4th or worse in their division, and to be honest, that was my own assessment. My feeling was that if the Twins could somehow play around .500, I'd call the season a success.
Instead, they wound up on top or near the top of the AL Central nearly the entire year, challenging the Chicago White Sox for first before losing the division title in a 1-game playoff. I'd give Ron Gardenhire "Manager of the Year" for pulling that off, although in reality that honor will probably go to the manager of the Tampa Bay Rays.
The Twins have a nucleus of good young players, and an incredibly young pitching staff. They now have a year of experience and a play-off race to build on. If Twins management can keep this team together, they should be good for years to come. Still, there are a few changes I'd like to see them make:
I'd like to see them add a power hitter, preferably at 3rd base. The Twins seem to always finish last lately in terms of the number of home runs they hit and--as that final game this season proved--a lot of games can turn on one big swing of the bat. I'd like to see them get a veteran starting pitcher, and I'd like to see them revamp the bullpen a little bit. One of the current starters could go to the pen for a year or so, and we clearly have some relief pitchers who have fallen off in terms of their effectiveness. They probably wouldn't bring much in a trade, but it should be explored. I'd seriously consider trading Bonser, Guerrier and Crain. To replace them, I'd put Glen Perkins in the bullpen, Pat Neshak should return and I'd keep that Mijares kid around.
I don't know whether the Twins could pull all that off. Probably not--but pondering such things is part of the fun of following a big league team. That, and saying, "Wait 'til next year!"
Still, that last loss to Chicago was disappointing. Depressing, even. I need something to cheer me up.
Okay. I feel much better now.......
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