So What's New?

Hubby takes nice pictures!  LOL

This one turns me on to this day.

It was taken back in 1994.  I had been seeing the girl in the pic--getting some oral Lex--for a couple of years.  Her name was Jennifer, she was married, couldn't stand her husband, and loved to sneak out and get some girl/girl action--and eventually some girl and guy action.

I met her, I think, in 1992, (not long before I met hubby) at a lesbian bar called "Mary's" in Pomona.

We'd hook up every now and again for sex, and when I met hubby, he started joining us.  The threesomes with her were awesome.

Then in 1995, she just split.  She called, said goodbye, and told me that she was leaving her husband and taking their kids back to the east coast.  Never heard from her again.

Sure was fun while it lasted.

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Nah nah nah nah, hey hey hey, goodbye...

....to our jobs.

Hubby and I have retired!

Several months ago, I was working on yet another on-line training course and hubby was in his office working on yet another legal project and I just kind of stopped.

I was sick of it.  After 25 years in the training and development field.....I hit the wall.  

We've been very fortunate through the years.  We've made great investments, own a lot of real estate, are debt-free, and very financially secure.

Quite honestly, I've developed a huge interest over the years in real estate, and I just wanted to tend to these matters.  We own several properties in several states, and we also own interest in several franchises, and have several other financial assets..  

So I sat there for a minute and walked into my husband's office.

"I'm so sick of this shit."

He looked up and said, "What did I do now?"

"Nothing, dork.  I'm sick of my job.  I'm done.  I can't take it.  What about you?"

He laughed and said, "I'm not sick of your job, so....."

I kicked his leg and he laughed.

"No....I meant YOUR job."

"Oh, yeah.....appeal after appeal....you can only write so many."

"Fuck this.  Let's quit.  I'll manage our investments and you can go back to what you really love."

"Fucking married women?  You let me do that anyway."

"Photography.  Don't make me kick you again."

We poured some drinks and spent the evening talking about it.  Then we took a break, fucked in the jacuzzi, had some dinner, and talked some more.  Around midnight, we were drunk, fucked out, and retired.  

I'm managing our assets now and he's opened his own photography business.  And no, it isn't boudoir photography.   LOL  I can't say what he's specializing in, but he's doing well.

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Goodbye Mitzie and CG....

Mitzie and CG no longer live in that garage apartment.

Last year, after over a year of looking, they found a house they just fell in love with.  And the best part is that now they're only a few acres away from us.

Our house sits on a few acres.  The house they bought sits on an acre and that property is located next to our land.  

The good news was.....it needed some work.  So with that work, obviously, the asking price would come down from what it normally would be.  

But.....eh....the owners really weren't coming down.  And there was a risk that it could get snapped up.  Houses in our area sell.  The inventory is low.

So we met up one night with CG and Mitzie's real estate agent, Katie, who is also our real estate agent on commercial properties.

We all hashed it out:  X amount, owners can sell at a lower price if they don't want to do minor repairs.  The girls agreed that this was the final offer.  

Oh, and sale was pending a home inspection.  Anything major regarding electrical, plumbing, structure, mold, foundation comes up, deal is off and it either gets scrapped or renegotiated.

ALWAYS get a home inspection.  ALWAYS.  If you don't, you have only yourself to blame.

They said yes.  The home inspection went fine and showed no major problems.  The owners opted to sell "as is" and we negotiated a slightly lower price.

Last fall, the girls started moving into their new house.  After over eight years, it was tough to watch them leave.  But Mitzie's 30 and CG is 29 now.  They've been married for a couple of years now and need to have a place they can truly call their own.

Happily, we still see them all the time--in and out of the bedroom.

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And Hello Bev....

So one Saturday morning last fall, hubby was off with his cameras on an assignment and Bev came over.  

We went at it for a few hours and then I ran out and got some breakfast/brunch for us.  I came back and we were eating in the jacuzzi and drinking some wine.  We were chatting and Bev noticed the girls running up the stairs to the apartment and then down and throwing stuff of one of our golf carts.....and then twenty minutes or so they'd return and get some other things.

"So," Bev said, "What are Bert and Ernie up to?"

"Moving some of their stuff into their house."

"Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah.  Huh.  So what are you guys gonna do with that apartment?  Do Shelly and Janey want it?"

I shook my head.  "No, they're looking for a house, too.  They're just staying in their suite."

For those who didn't know, when hubby and I bought this property about ten years ago (wow, time flies), it had been a bed and breakfast.  Well, it was going to BE a bed and breakfast.  The owners ran out of money and had to sell.  We got a great price on it and fixed it up ourselves.  And Janey and Shelly are living in one of the suites--and have been for several years.

Bev smiled and said, "How bout renting it to me?'

Oh, I did like that idea.  

"Just move in," I said.  "You don't have to pay us."

She smiled and said, "No, I do.  I'm paying a fortune at NoName Apartments.  And when my lease runs out, they're going to jack it up to $1500 a month.  The place is overpriced.  It's noisy, crowded and I need some peace and quiet.  And shouldn't you consult your husband?"

Yeah, I'm sure HE'D mind.  He loves fucking Bev.  

"Fine, I'll text him."

A few seconds later, I checked my phone and hubby's text said, "SURE!"

I held it up.

"Cool!  How about $700 a month?  Want more for utilities?"

"No....that's more than enough," I said.

"When are the Muppets going to be out?" she asked.

I said, "End of the month.  Ryan can put a fresh coat of paint for you."

She shook her head.  "No, that's okay, but can I paint it?"

Bev is this uber-artistic type.  She owns her own graphic design business and has a ton of clients.  And if that wasn't enough, she also does some interior design.

I smiled.  "Whatever you want, Bevvy."

Just then, the girls reappeared.  Bev yelled over to them, "Hey, Heckle and Jeckle!"

The girls walked over and said hi.  

"What's up, girl?" CG asked.

Bev and I explained that she was going to move into their apartment.  They loved it.  So the girls told us to go up and check the place out.  They had one more trip for the day and would join us afterwards in the jacuzzi.

The girls split and Bev and I toweled off and put on our sandals.  And that was it.  Two naked chicks in their forties walking in sandals to check out a garage apartment.  Bev had been in it before, of course, but she wanted to size it up for her stuff.

Bev looked through the rooms.  

"Perfect.  A room for my office and a bedroom.  Love the kitchen.  My lease is up at the end of October.  Maybe start painting and moving in the middle of the month?"

"Works for me.  The girls will be have been out for a couple of weeks by then."

"Awesome!  THANK YOU!"

She then hugged me hard.  And I hugged her hard.  And we left before we ended up 69'ing on the kitchen floor.

"Boy, Frick and Frack really kept that place up."

"Yeah, they've been great." 

And the girls were out by the end of September and hubby cleaned the carpets--the girls had cleaned the apartment spic and span--and Bev started painting.  And then we helped her move in the last week of the month.  

I'll give him credit for his restraint.  He's only fucked her about two thousand times since she moved in.  In fact, as I write this, I believe he's over there fucking her now.

Which begs the question.....why am I here writing this entry when I should be over there?

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For Whom The Shell Tolls.....

And now to our other residents, Janey and Shelly.

First off, Shelly wanted me to mention that she's been trying to update her blog.  But Google for some reason won't let her log into her account.  And you just get canned responses.  Lori dealt with this issue a few years ago and after a few weeks was finally able to log in successfully.  But Shelly's still trying to get in.

Way to treat your members, Google.

Janey and Shelly have been together now for, wow....something like six years.  They are in a civil union now, as well.

And yeah, they're also trying to find their own house.

Janey graduated from medical school a few years ago and is working as a physician's assistant.  Shelly is still a vet tech, and is the supervising vet tech at her practice.

To One Dodgers Fan I Know!

Mike!  We lost touch, and Yahoo! has shut down it's messenger service!  If you still come here, shoot me an email sometime!  Speciallexfects@yahoo.com!

CG's New Post

LOL!

Don't let the title fool you, but it's a fun entry!

The Night Of Sweaty Breasts

While I'm On Here....

Bev's living in Mitzie and CG's old garage apartment just off our house.  I'll fill you in on that in my next entry.

Anyway, hubby went over and they've been going at it for about an hour.  She's supposed to take off in a couple of hours to go visit her son who's in college.  So hubby's giving her a goodbye fuck.

Normally, I'd be right over there with both, but my back's giving me some problems this morning.  So after hubby finishes with Bev, we'll head out to lunch.  Hopefully my back is feeling better later so I can get some action.

So while I'm waiting, I thought I'd post some random pics.

Stretched out and waiting for hubby....who was for some reason taking a picture and not sliding his cock into me.  He rectified this, though!

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LOL  Hubby took me to St. Louis a few years ago to see the Rams.  I was

anxious to reward him! 

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LOL  I was over at CG and Mitzie's place a couple of weeks ago.  As usual, CG said something to crack me up!
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OLD photo!  Hubby and I at a party back in....wow....1995.  Can you

tell that I had been to the beach a few days earlier?  LOL

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Just a couple of shots of me in the backyard!  Hubby took them.  Then

he took me.

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Hubby taking a candid shot of his wife....

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LOL  This was taken by Jerry a couple of years ago.  I had to fly to NY

to see my boss.  And yes, he fucked me this way! 

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Sometimes a girl just wants to stretch out and read a book naked.

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Putting on a pose for hubby!

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I was actually on the phone to my boss!  I had just gotten home from

meeting with out real estate agent and she called!  I couldn't resist!

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Just a "hey!" shot.

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It's hard to look pretty while making a duck face when 

you're sucking your husband's cock....

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Out to lunch!  Nick got desert later on!

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Drew took this at his place a few years ago.  LOL  Delaney 

was at work.

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Splish splash!

For Those That Have Asked.....

Here's an full shot of my blog background pic. 

I'm currently working on a new entry that will update all that's been going on around here!

Hope everybody is well!

Shelly Grab

Several of us in our group went out for dinner and drinks a few weeks ago.  I guess Shelly was ready to work off the calories!

I'm A Great Wife.....

Terrible blogger, but great wife!

Remember in 2012 when Shelly got some tickets to the Masters from her ex-husband and Shelly and my hubby went?  They were there for the par 3 contest that Wednesday and then for the first two rounds.

Yeah, well, I think I topped that this year.  The par 3 contest and all four rounds.  I know, I know, "Alex, tickets to the Masters are impossible to get for one day, let alone four!"

Well, let's just say that your girl Alex still has some kick-ass connections in the business world, and those kick-ass connections have their own kick-ass connections.  I wanted to do it last year, but none of my kick-ass connections worked!

Well, they came through this year, and although they cost a pretty penny (in fact, my purse was crying after the transaction), it was worth it.  Hubby and Shell-Bell deserve a nice golf sexcation.

I could say hubby will be seeing a lot of this during the Masters, but the truth is that he sees quite a bit of this gorgeous girl all the time!  So do I!

A Quick Post

Hubby took this....wow....12 years ago.  Time flies!  LOL

I was still traveling quite a bit back in those days, but when I had a few days at home (we were in St. Petersburg back then), I loved to head to the beach with hubby.

We found a secluded spot and had a little (lot!) of fun!

I'm Just So Bad.....

For neglecting my blog.  Bad, Alex!

Okay, so I'm not all THAT upset.....

So what's new?

Well, as for the first poll, I'm taking Luck.  As for the second poll, I think trading for Alex Smith was a great move.  KC did give up a lot with those two second round picks, but I think they might be able to trade down and recoup one of them.

So for the entry that's hanging around in limbo, our new friends Drew and Delaney.  I'm still working on that next entry.  It's coming up soon ("yeah, right, sure, whatever").

It's great being in a straight swap situation again with another "go to" couple.  We did this quite a bit when we first got together and always enjoyed it.  We're weird--we like watching each other go at it with somebody else.

Or maybe we're not weird, whatever.

Delaney.

I got to go to London a few weeks ago on business.  I don't have any playmates there, but I wouldn't have been in the mood, anyway.  Hubby had taken a stress test the previous week and the cardiologist called him a few days later.

He wanted my hubby to undergo a heart catherization to rule out any blockage.  It's a two-minute procedure (yeah, I know...that's wild), but I was scared out of my mind.  I was soooooooo close to hopping a plane, but Lori told me to stay put and that she'd go with him (CG ended up going along as well).  And Janey--who has years of medical experience--told me that even if they had to put a stent in, it was a very routine procedure (about five minutes) and that hubby was in no great danger.

But I was scared!  Anything can happen......

But all is good, thankfully!  The cardiologist found no blockage!  Wooooooohoooooooo!

Which is great, because even though he just turned 50, he's still got some poaching left in him.

Speaking of poaching......

I'm still getting together with both Nick and Jerry.  Jerry really needs to move to Georgia so I can get more quality time with him.  Luckily, Nick's close by in Marietta.  Lori and I have "threesomed" him a few times.  It's good when best friends can do things together (Nick, my husband, shopping, grabbing lunch, etc...).

Okay, that's it for now.  Not much of an update, but.....

Oh well!  That can't all be high quality entries!  Well, they could be...but aren't!

Drew and Delaney

Okay, so that new couple.....

When Nick wants to hook-up in Marietta, I drive down and we meet at our usual hotel.  And over this past summer, the same kid's been working at the desk every time I've gone down there.  Gorgeous guy.  22 years old.  

Lexie likey-likey.  

I had seen him here and there in the past.  But in June, he was there everytime I went there.

He knows what's going with Nick and I.  I would always get there early and get our room.  So naturally, after a few meetings, he kind of asked without asking if we were having an affair.  I said no, that we were just having sex.  That made him laugh.  Then I explained that hubby and I are open and all that.  I also explained that Nick had to be discreet and all.  He nodded, said he understood, and that his lips were sealed.

That's why the Go-Go's are still virgins, by the way.

Hey, shut up.  That joke is as funny today as it was in the early 1980s.

Turns out that he had picked up extra hours for his summer vacation and that's why I kept running into him.  That was cool.

So in late June, I was waiting in the lobby for Nick, who was running late (again, AHEM) and I started chatting with this kid.  He told me all about his girlfriend and how they had been dating since high school and all and he showed me her pic.  I showed him my hubby's pic and we chatted some more.  He and his girl are planning to get married when they finish college.

He started asking questions about our marriage.  You know, how we handle seeing the other with other people, all that.  I answered his questions and soon Mr. Late To Fuck Meet His Girlfriend pulled into the parking lot.  I scribbled down the urls for my blog and hubby's blog as well--just so he could get a peek behind the curtain, so to speak.

I went, gave Nick a good old fashioned fucking great time (I'm digging this new strike though feature; can't you tell?) and got one in return.  Then I went home.

Later that night, I got an email from Drew.  He wanted to know if I was coming back down to Marietta the following week.  I told him that I really wasn't sure when I'd be back.  I asked him why.

He wrote back that he and his girlfriend wanted to talk to me and ask some more questions.  I emailed him my cell number and told him to call me.  About an hour after I sent the email, he called.

We chatted for a few minutes and I asked him if he and his girlfriend (Delaney) wanted to come up to our place on Saturday for lunch and the four of us could just chat.  It was going to be a quiet Saturday around the house (for a change), as Mitzie and CG and Shelly and Janey would all be stuck in jail out.

Drew said he'd ask Delaney and let me know.  I went and told hubby and he was fine with it.  Soon, Drew called up and said that Saturday would be great.

The young couple arrived around one on Saturday and hubby ordered a couple of pizzas from Pizza Hut.

They told us that they loved our blogs and loved how we trusted each other and were very interested in pursuing a similar lifestyle.  Each had only had sex with one person--each other.  And since they had been together for six years, they wanted to experiment a little--and Delaney was very curious about licking some wet pussy experiencing the gentle touch of another woman (needless to say, I highly recommended it to her).

We advised them not to just jump into the deep end--they should start slowly.  We suggested same-room sex with another couple--or even just watching.  After that, they could see how they felt and if they wanted to go further.

And more next time.....

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaack!

Thank you, Amanda, you sweetheart! You ain't too bad yourself! ;)

Oh man.  I really let the blog get away from me this time!  Since June 23rd?  Eeeeek!  So why the long period between entries?  Well, there was a ton of work I had to do AND I swam around the world.  I'll let you guess which one of those is a lie.

----I am soooooooo proud of Mitzie and CG! In June, they celebrated three years of happy cohabitation! We've loved having them live in that apartment above the garage, but we know that at some point, they'll have to leave. That will be a sad day, even if they just move a mile or two away. But they want a house of their own and hubby and I would really love for them to get something while the housing market is still down. But no rush. LOL

----I am soooooooooo excited! One of hubby's ex (and probably soon to be current) girlfriends, Teri, is moving to South Carolina soon! She'll only be a couple of hours away! Her husband works in retail and was promoted to a district manager position. It's a great opportunity for him, although he'll be doing a lot of traveling. So we're converting a room she can stay in while she visits. She's an actuary and does most of her work from home. So we're turning a spare room into a "work bedroom" for her.

I still haven't convinced her that deep down, she's bisexual, however. But I believe that one day I'll convince her. Maybe hypnosis will help her realize her true sexual orientation!

----Jim and Mindy are now taking trips to northern Arizona and looking for their dream house. Jim's company has been officially sold and he's going to go back to what he's always loved: working with his hands and doing small contracting jobs. Mindy will get a part-time nursing job, if she can.

Mindy's into girls as well as guys, and we've had some fun in the past.  I'd love to have some more in the future.  I'm pretty sure we will.

----Hubby and I have a new couple we're swapping with.  They both very young (both are 22 years old) but have been together for several years.  They're in college now and planning to get married after they graduate.

They are the nicest, sweetest couple.  Hubby and I have done ye ol' swap many times, but that, for the most part, was in the past.  It's great to be doing it again, though.  I love seeing hubby fuck another woman and having him watch me fuck another guy at the same time.  And happily, the young lady enjoys women (well, woman, as I'm her first chick), too.

I'm working on that entry.

----Actually, I guess technically, we have done the swap recently (aside from our new friends).  Lori's husband, Ted, has come up a couple of times and fucked me while hubby fucked Lori.  But it doesn't really feel like a swap--most of our sexual experiences with Lori don't involve her hubby, due to his work and outside interests (NASCAR, NASCAR, NASCAR, and, of course, NASCAR).  

----Ted's great in bed and I'm hoping he'll be making a lot more visits up with Lori.  I'm also planning on meeting him alone when our schedules line up.

----Again, accept my apologies for the time between entries.  My next post will be up very , very soon!

Mary Jane Is Winning....

So far, 3 to legalize pot, none for keeping it illegal.

Of course, every poll here a Lexenomics is totally scientific with zero margin for error!

I'm fine with legalizing it. I don't smoke it, though.

But I DO want this poll to be objective as possible without any outside influences. It's important for me to be as objective as possible!

Charlie! Behave!

She said she wanted to drop by and say hi. I had NO idea she was going to use her insanely awesome hotness to try and sway the poll. I apologize!

Honestly! That girl!

That's it! I've had it! Next time you swing by, Charlie, I'm going to personally frisk you to make sure that you're not up to no good.

The frisking should take about five hours.

You have to be thorough, right?

Sex and The Masters

Shelly and I have always been close!

Catchy title, huh?

Sell the sizzle, kids, not the steak. Whatever that means.

-----A couple of weeks after Shelly moved in here with Janey, she came into the main house (for lack of a better word) and sat down and smiled at hubby and myself.

"Yes?" said I.

She held up two tickets.

"And those are....?"

She smiled and said, "Tickets to the Masters! Brian (her ex-hubby) can't use them and gave them to me!"

Shelly's a golf nut. Played in junior tournaments and is still pretty good. She and my hubby have gone out golfing more than a few times (insert "hole-in-one" joke here).

"So," I asked, "you're showing them to us for a reason?"

Another smile. "Yeah. Your husband's going to take me. Janey can't go. We leave on Tuesday night. Then on Wednesday there's the par 3 competition, and the first two rounds on Thursday and Friday!"

I turned to hubby. "Were you aware of this?"

"No. Can I go? Pretty please?" he asked, knowing full well that I'd say yes.

"Yeah. Can he go? Pretty please? Pretty pretty please?" she asked, also knowing full well that I'd say yes.

She continued. "Brian already had a hotel room reserved. We just have to pay for that."

So apparently, Shelly's plan was for them to leave Tuesday afternoon next week and then come home on Saturday morning.

Hmmmmmm........

So I sent my husband away for several days with a gorgeous, horny, brunette for what will basically be a golf "fuck-ation". Three days of golf, four nights of sex. Well, of course, the answer was obvious.

"Sure. Have fun!"

"Hon, call Jerry and have him come down for a few days. You haven't gotten together with him for awhile."

And that's why I married my husband. Brilliant idea!

A few days of fucking Jerry would be a nice reward. Babbbbbbyyyyyyy........

Now mind you, I was only doing this to keep my hubby from feeling guilty about abandoning me! That's all!

Anyway, I shot off an email to Jerry and "encouraged" him to come down and check on those previously mentioned business interests. Alas, he couldn't make it. Oh well! With Shelly gone, Janey found herself in some need of company, so I was more than happy to help.

Yeah, our marriage sounds weird, but it's worked pretty well for us for over 18 years. Hey, at least we never have to worry about being cheated on!

-----No votes for Spankey DaMonkey out of Wank State? What's wrong with you people? His right hand and forearm are huge! He's able to squeeze out big plays in clutch moments! When his line is protecting him in that cockpit, he's able to really zero in on his receiver. I don't get it. Spankey is going to be a legit NFL star.

You heard it here first!

Okay, so as far as the votes go, Luck has 3, RG has 1, and Ryan Tannehill has 1. I like the Tannehill vote, though. It goes against the grain. Common wisdom has either--or both--Luck and RG being the studs.

But in a few years, who knows? Tannehill only has 19 starts, but like RG3 and Luck, he has fantastic athleticism (having played wide receiver before taking over at QB his senior year) and a great arm. You never know.

-----And now I trail hubby by 6,000 views. I'm raising the white flag. I can't catch him. I give. This won't stop me from bitching in the future though.

He did offer a good theory as to why he might be so far ahead. He thinks it could be related to the titles of our blogs.

You want sex stuff and you look at two blog titles, "Confessions of a Poacher" and "Modern Lexenomics", which one do you think is going to guarantee you a little of the fun stuff?

Yeah. And guess who thought of the title for hubby's blog? Yeah, me. He wanted to call it "Uncle Ryan's Spanky Shack."

Okay, maybe he didn't.

I also named the Palm Pilot. You know what they say: behind every horny man is an even hornier woman. That's how it goes, right? No?

-----I'm pretty, uh, obvious about my love for Charlie Laine, one of the cutest porn stars in the history, of, well ever. But I found another porn girl to drool over. Faye Reagan!

-----So who should the Rams take? You know, as long as they don't trade up or trade down, I think a stud will fall to them. Morris Claiborne, Justin Blackmon, Malcom Floyd (not a reach--many analysts rank him right up with Blackmon), Matt Kahlil, or even Trent Richardson improve the team by a mile.

Look how Detroit became good. One reason was hitting on top-five picks. Matt Stafford, Ndamukong Suh and Calvin Johson. Sure, they had to hit on later-round picks and make smart free agent signings as well. But drafting well, and hitting on your first-round picks is huge. Detroit did it and I want Les Snead and Jeff Fisher to do just that. Don't draft for need, draft the best guy on the board.

AND DON'T TRADE UP, RAMS!

-----For all the hits Mike Holmgren, Tom Heckert, and Pat Shurmer are taking in Cleveland, I'd advise Browns fans to sit back and relax. The Browns, very quietly, have assembled one of the top defenses in the NFL.

Their defense was ranked 1oth in the league last year. The stats get a little weird here, but they were 30th in the league against the run but 2nd against the pass. One reason that's skewed so much is that teams found they had to run against them. And since the offense struggled so much, the defense wore down against the run. (Stats courtesy of cbssports.com.)

I think Colt McCoy will improve once the right side of the line is settled and some upgrades to the offense are made. I think they'll take Trent Richardson, which will give them a nasty running attack and will help the passing game as Trent can catch coming out of the backfield. And you can grab a quality WR at 22.

And once the offense improves, the run defense will as well. Take heart, Browns fans. Stay the course. It's hard to see now, but I like where your team is heading.

-----I think the Earth was knocked off its axis for a day. My old girlfriend Jilly actually invited her hubby to join her and her girlfriend in the sack. Holy cow. I actually had to reread the email when she sent it. Then I had to read it a couple of more times when she mentioned how watching her hubby stick it to her girlfriend really "turned me on more than I ever thought it could!". Yeah, well Jilly-girl, I could've told you all about that! Apparently, this is going to become a semi-regular deal.

Rock on, Jilly!

-----I love how recently the words "target" and "targeting" have been gaining in popularity by people who write about the draft. You know what "target" really means in the context of a draft?

It means "fixating". When you draft, you're supposed to take the best player for your team that's still on the board. You don't sit there and get a boner over a player and do whatever you can to get him because you "targeted" him. It's a stupid, trendy word that's only used to justify reaching or wasting picks to get a player because you panicked.

I'll tell you this: Ex-Rams GM (thankfully) Billy Devaney no doubt had that fucking word bouncing in his head as he blew draft after draft.

Targeting....unreal.

Enjoy the draft!

I Had A Blog?

Out and about, January 1992.

Oh yeah! I have a blog! I forgot! My bad!

HE is over four thousand views ahead of me! And by "he", I mean hubby! I shall have to dispense several shin kicks his way to show my displeasure!

Grrrrrr........I'm mean and fierce!

Hubby and I (and his hobble shins) have in in Texas the past several days. My brother and his wife had another baby. My mom and dad are getting older, and Dad has a few health problems, so we wanted to go out and take care of the kids while everybody went to the hospital.

Of course, we spoiled our charges as only an aunt and uncle can do. That's our job. We love doing it too. Let's just say a lot of Happy Meals were consumed over our few days there.

Well, who would've figured that after a full season of pulling for the Rams to Suck 4 Luck, only to lose the top spot to Indy on a tiebreaker, that we'd still be sitting in the catbird's seat?

Ahhhh......the whole world's fallen in love with Robert Griffin lll. Or as I, and only I, call him...... "RG3".

Okay, maybe other people call him that too......

Maybe "Suck 4 Luck" should have been "Grippin' 4 Griffin". Maybe not.

In case you don't follow football, WA traded up to #2 and St. Louis received Washington's 2012 first rounder (#6 overall), 2012 second rounder, and their 2013 and 2014 first rounders.

To clear up some loose wording people are using, WA did NOT give up three first rounders. They gave up two first rounders and a second to switch picks.

I really wanted Cleveland to get this pick (no offense, Redskins fans). I didn't want to drop further than #4, so we could get Matt Kahlil or Justin Blackmon. I think Minny takes Kahlil at #3 and Cleveland takes Blackmon.

He's the best pick, though. I like Colt McCoy. And taking Blackmon and teaming him up with Greg Little could be something really good. Blackmon would help Colt improve, as well as Little.

As for St. Louis, I can just see Fisher and Snead taking a d-lineman at #6. BLECH! I HATE taking d-linemen so high. But I doubt Morris Claybourne, Justin, or Matt will be available. Thus my desire to stay in the top four.

And nothing personal, Washington fans, but I will be rooting against you next season. And the season after that. I really like top ten picks. I don't think we'll get them, though. But I have to root against you, regardless. It's my duty as a fan. You'd do the same if the positions were reversed.

Truth be told, the Rams will probably only win five or six games themselves next season. I don't mind. I just want some progress. This franchise is being brought back from the ashes and I'm happy to wait a few years if that means we build a solid foundation for the future.

I am almost done with another carrot entry! Wooooooohooooooo! It shouldn't take me several more months/years/decades to follow up and finish this whole deal.

To those who follow hubby's blog--or have for awhile, I should say--you've no doubt noticed that he mentions his buddy Jim quite a bit. Jim's the one with the construction business back in southern Cal.

A couple of weeks ago, he flew out to talk to us.

He's selling his company. He's had a ton of offers over the years and has decided that it's finally time to take one. My husband actually (for now) owns a small piece of that company and he was sad to see Jim sell it. He worked a lot with Jim's dad at first and then Jim.

I'm not sure of what's more nostalgic to him though: the great times he had with Jim or all the tail he got from chicks he met on his various jobs. I would like to think the former.....but I know those two. LOL

Anyway, hubby will sell his share along with Jim and Jim and his wife Mindy (I done got some stories to tell about HER!) are going to sell their house in Rancho Cucamonga and move to northern Arizona.

Fuck. Can we come? Jim wants us there. So does Miss Mindy. I'd love to get some fun going with her again.

Maybe in a few years. I mean, Mitzie and CG probably won't be living with us then. That apartment was only meant to be a starter for them (although we love having them). But at some point, they'll want to buy a house of their own. And they deserve it.

As for Janey and Shelly, they won't be in that guest house/suite, whatever it is, forever. They actually want to move up to rural New England sometime after Janey graduates from her physician's assistant program.

And this monstrous house is paid for. And pretty much all of it has been fixed up, thanks to my husband (and Jim as well). Sell it and take off.

So who knows?

I just put up two more polls. One is who will be the best NFL QB: Luck, Griffin, Ryan Tannehill or Spankey Damonkey. The other poll is what team you think Peyton Manning should choose. That should only be up for a few days, as Peyton reportedly wants to make a decision soon. I'm guessing Ottawa.

Time To Start A New Poll

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Be Proud, You Were Loud

Yes. It's all his fault.

You were also wrong.

I posted the last entry without actually checking the news. It seems that the mob mentality, led by such deep intellects as Sports Illustrated's what's-his-name, Mike "Politically Correct Ass-Kisser" Greenburg, Mike "I.Q. of 12" Golic and that reptile Jim Rome got their way. Throw in that boob Tony Kornheiser, as well.

Anyway, Joe Paterno announced his retirement today, effective at the end of the season. Of course, that's not good enough for the morally outraged!

Hey, mob, you feel good? Did you get that taste of blood you desired? Did it quench your thirst?

The REAL outrage is the rush to judgement. The REAL outrage is that people are more pissed at Paterno than the guy actually accused of molesting children. The REAL outrage is people aren't railing that Paterno's superiors should be run out.

No, it's all about Paterno. The guy who reported the incident to his superiors.

Note to the mob: Don't cry when YOU don't get a fair shake. Don't cry when YOU don't get more than a few days to deal with a crisis. Don't cry when you don't get any kind of due process. Don't cry when you don't get a shred of the benefit of the doubt.

Don't cry when you're accused of sexual harassment and everybody immediately deems you a pervert. Don't cry when your daughter's friend says you TSA'd her and the neighborhood chases you out of your home, even if you're innocent. Don't cry when you're accused of fudging your expense report and are forced to "retire".

Don't cry. Be happy!

You see, YOUR view of how justice should work is merely being implemented! Sure, it sucks when it's you. But hey, it's always easier to love the kangaroo court when you're not the one in it.

When you had a chance to stand up and say, "Hey, let's slow down just a little bit here!", you didn't. You joined the oh-so-conveniently outraged.

Jerry Seinfeld once said on his show that sometimes the road less taken, is less taken for a reason. Absolutely.

The cowards--yes, cowards--who were screaming for this had no interest in the truth. They wanted a scapegoat and they got him. And there were able to pound their fists to their chests and proclaim what great people they were for feeling this way.

Bullshit.

This isn't about the victims. It never was. If these people cared about the victims, they wouldn't be screaming like jackasses. They'd be advocating finding out all of the facts, not just the facts that fit. They'd want to find out what organizational and communication flaws went on. They'd want to see what could be done to prevent this alleged horror from ever repeating.

That's not what this is about.

No, trust me, Meathead and Man-Girl used Mike & Mike to show off what true morons they are. They succeeded. As did Rome and everyone else. And so did everyone who trembled in arrogance and mock outrage.

Props to J.A. Andande of ESPN who has advocated essentially the same points here: slow down and find out how everything went down. His voice, sadly, wasn't nearly enough.

You reap what you sow. I hope you enjoy living in 1600s Salem.

Congratulations, outraged ones. I'm sure the victims are high-fiving each other now that JoePa will be gone. It's like you turned back time so none of this ever happened! Wow!

Ah, you have truly scaped the goat.