The following gem was on craig's list:

Nemesis required. 6-month project with possibilty to extend

I've been trying to think of ways to spice up my life. I'm 35 years old, happily married with two kids and I have a good job in insurance. But somethings missing. I feel like I'm old before my time. I need to inject some excitement into my daily routine through my arm before its too late. I need a challenge, something to get the adrenaline pumping again. An addiction would be nice, but, in short, I need a nemesis. I'm willing to pay $350 up front for you services as an arch enemy over the next six months. Nothing crazy. Steal my parking space, knock my coffee over, trip me when Im running to catch the BART and occasionaly whisper in my ear, "Ahha, we meet again". That kind of thing. Just keep me on my toes. Complacency will be the death of me. You need to have an evil streak and be blessed with innate guile and cunning. You should also be adept at inconsicuous pursuit. Evil laugh preferred. Send me a photo and a brief explanation why you would be a good nemesis.

British accent preferred.

Too bad this person is in SF. I would gladly be someone's nemesis. Maybe this guy needs a Dom? Would that be too obvious? Ha!

For those of you who are traveling and need to reach me more quickly, I've started a new option...to leave a message on my 24/7 informative voice mail box. The message is a few minutes in length.

Here's the number:
(641)715-3900 ext. 80010#

You MUST put in the extension and the pound sign to reach my voice mail box!

Over this lovely weekend, a friend called and asked if we had any silicone based lubricant. We said, "of course! Why?" She said that she was doing a test, and asked if we'd hold a match up to a few drops and see if it was flammable.

Of course we had to try this...and, yes, silicone based lubricant is extremely flammable.

Here's a video:

The move was successful and smooth. I have the internet back up and running, and look forward to further debauchery in our new kinky nest!

Today I received a wonderful compliment. It was in an email. I'm sure this individual won't mind me copying it here(I've put it in green):

It has been experience that the best Mistresses are grounded in their world, they are real people with a talent and a great mission to work to share their skill, art, and belief. You are defintely in that class, as has Midori, and others that i have had the priviledge to serve and seek counsel with,such as You.

From the bottom of my heart, I thank you.

It was nice to sleep in my own bed last night. Anyway, Radiohead put on an amazing show. We had lawn seats, and enjoyed a little bit of rain, lightning, and even a comet! The weather was very moody and intense-just perfect for this experience. We were allowed to take some video and photos. Stuff like that definitely wouldn't pass in Chicago.

I'll be pretty scarce this week. We're moving, I'm coordinating schedules with a few people to clean and maybe do one last shoot in this place when it's empty. We'll see. I don't want to open a new chapter when there are still creative projects brewing in my brain.

Current mood: extremely pissed off

I knew it would happen sooner or later...my myspace account was recently deleted. The writing was on the wall when they disabled the links to my website. So...technically the word, "myspace" is an oxymoron. My space implies that I can do whatever I like, because it is in fact, my little online realm. I've known that there is no "Tom" anymore, it's rupert murdoch(I don't capitalize the names of those I loathe) and the messed up people who carry out his fucked up political agenda.

So why use it and start another profile? Ironically, it's been a great promotional tool for me. There are so many kinksters who've started up profiles. I wonder why we put up with their constant glitches, deleting of profiles, and so forth.

If anyone knows of a better online community that has a high concentration of kinksters, and is easy to use, please post it in a comment. I really don't want to go back to myspace. Fuckers...

Saturday's festivities still have me on a top high! Though I don't have a full fledged dungeon or much dungeon furniture in my home, I've managed to use a few items to my benefit. It's awesome to be creative and use my personal toy collection. Yes, I have separate toys for the special ones in my life:)

Though I won't disclose all the yummy details-some things are best left private-I will give an overall description...I topped a lovely male and female simultaneously, played them off each other using predicament bondage, then gave the female an impromptu lesson on topping males. I wanted to see how switchable said female was and will be. Perhaps I should buy stock in lubricant...

Today I made the journey to FedEx to pick up the gorgeous package of Vex they were holding hostage. (It's ridiculous that if I order FedEx ground, it gets sent to LaGrange, but if I order it FedEx express, I can pick it up down the street. No matter. I've always said I love anticipation.) Opening the box greeted me with the lovely smell of brand new rubber! I had to smell the box for a few moments before I dove in to examine my treasures. First, I pulled out a rubber army cap. The design is delightful and fit my small head perfectly. After that, I took out the main course...my new trench dress. I got it in olive with black accents. Though I had drooled over pictures of it online for ages, my jaw still dropped as I held it up. Laura totally out did herself. I can't wait to play and session in it! The lines and curves of the cut are perfect.

Here's a photo from her website to help your imagination:

So...if you want to see me regularly in new rubber and other fetish goodies, inquire about how you can contribute to make that happen. This new acquisition was made possible by the generous tips slaves have given me. Thank you very much! You know who you are:)

Over the weekend danimal and I attended Norell's birthday party. Yes, there will be many fun pictures to see later on. I think we need to recover from it all!

In theme with the party-Paparazzi-every way you turned, someone was taking your picture. Miss Bee, Miss Ammo, and Maria the Purple Goddess were in attendance. Maria did two separate burlesque performances that made everyone drool and salivate. The fluidity of her movements and ease in which she removed her outfits had many jaws dropping.

After the second performance, Miss Ammo and Maria decided to raise hell on Norell's behind! Of course I had to get in on the action. Norell was propped on a stand in front of huge picture windows. The music was blarring and her bum was already quite warm by the time I got to it. Our lovely blonde had three ladies spanking away to the music in front of a large crowd to the music. I'm not sure which ended up more red...her bum or her face! After a while I could feel welts raise. She's going to have a hard time sitting for a while:)

When we finished, Miss Bee put Norell over her knee for a good old fashioned OTK spanking. I could hear her cries over the music. It was lovely. Later on, Ammo and I molested her like the dirty bitches we are! Lots of breast grabbing and nipple pinching ensued.

The split of kinky people vs. vanilla was pretty interesting. During the evening, some guy kept saying, "I'm so glad I came here! I got to see spanking, drink a lot..." He started asking about suspension and if we orgasmed while we were up. I didn't stick around to really answer that question. Leave it to a guy to automatically think our motivations to do something painful are purely orgasmic.

At the end of the evening, you'd think Norell was turning thousands of years old by all the spankings! I'm looking forward to our more private celebration this coming weekend...

I really like this sketch. Does she mean to tease and humiliate him? Hmmm...

Today marks the massive upgrade to our living space. In May I'll be moving to a house-yes still in Chicago-with a lot more space, and where noise isn't an issue! There will be space to shoot photo, video, and really indulge in my personal kinks. I won't have to worry about a crazy neighbor freaking out about whips cracking, screams from women and men, and all the other debauchery that goes on in the living space. To be honest, I'm very surprised that the police haven't been called on us!

My various projects are coming along slowly but surely. I've subjected a few of my friends to a smut reading and received some really positive feedback. Though I only take sessions with people I feel a connection with-intellectually and interest wise-it's nice to indulge in something that totally gets me off.