Spring is right around the corner. I swear it.
Kinda-sorta? Maybe? Could be?
I know most of you have been experiencing a rather mild winter (an AOL poll told me so) and may not be as desperate (as say me…for example) to see spring hurrying its little tulip-covered ass onto the gray and gloomy horizon. And I know for a fact that at least one of you –can you believe it, Zen readers?– is skiing even as I type this.
For others of us (say me…for example) it’s been seven rounds of snow in seven weeks with record low temps thrown in for good measure now and then. Just to keep things interesting, I guess.
As for myself: having ventured out into the big white world only sporadically and at the sweet mercy of blessed friends and discreetly reluctant relatives (Rear wheel drive convertible: Can we say TRADE IN?), I am most definitely looking forward to getting my Spring Freak On.
Bring it on, baby! Oh, baby, baby, baby! And I’m not the only one, I will have you know!
Spring Fever is sweeping the Net:
Consider Oh Luscious One who not only redecorated her usual hangout, but surprised us with a totally new crib, catering to sissies and panty-boys, The Pink Panty Cafe.
Then we have Supervert, snazzing up the veneer and window treatments over at PervScan. Seems a few of the regulars haven’t been adjusting well. Which shows just how much of an icon this official Zen Savant has become: His readers think they own him and should be in charge of his floor plans, flower arrangements and wall art.
And while we are speaking of Savants, Submissive Savant, Richard, being his always industrious and imaginative self has a new creation for this season’s runway, yet another upscale website/blogsite, FemDom Chastity. The name speaks for itself: you know if you should be getting your submissive little tush over there.
And if all of the above isn’t enough proof that spring is springing like a mofu, then just check this out, why dontcha? Pervert Q. Savant has submitted Lingerie on the Razor-Wire 4 (Keep your panties or boxers or chastity device on…I’ll be publishing it soon…and you can read the first three parts here). And that’s not all we’re hearing from Pervert Q. Seems he was so inspired by my Parochial Potpourri that he wrote the following:
Public School Girls and Catholic School Girls - A Sort of Poem
Funny thing.
When I was a Catholic boy I was afraid to even say anything
To the Catholic schoolgirls
That sat on the other side
of our divided classrooms.
I thought they all bought into the venial sins and mortal sins
That the nuns told us about.
I thought they were kind of pure,
Free from the “bad thoughts†that I harbored
About what was beneath their white blouses
And plaid skirts.
I figured they weren’t like me
– someone who didn’t have money
For summer camp,
For skating,
And who didn’t know how to dance.
Someone that didn’t know what to say to them.
The public school girls were the ones that seemed more like me
– that wore makeup,
That didn’t wear uniforms.
That smoked in the back of the city bus
That took me to a typing class at the local public high school. They were the “bad girls†the nuns warned us about.
And being Catholic, I didn’t know what to say to them either.
So bring on the sun, the meltdown, the sunglasses, the god-blessed air conditioning.
Let’s get our Spring Freak On!
xo, Angela