<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:19:44.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cap'n Ball</title><subtitle type='html'>A voyage of discovery on relationships and having fun in ports-o-call!

"The grass is greener where you water it."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-5176308602296672932</id><published>2007-12-17T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T05:33:55.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>Just a note-I'm not gone, just taking an extended break during the holidays.  :-)  It's been busy and I haven't had much time for even lurking or commenting.  May all enjoy Christmas and look forward to an even better 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-5176308602296672932?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/5176308602296672932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=5176308602296672932&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5176308602296672932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5176308602296672932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/12/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-4720043092086164292</id><published>2007-11-27T14:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T14:07:28.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. Are you a member of the mile high club?  Nope.  A little petting on a late nighter.  Looks like it would be fun but uncomfortable in the loo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the most public place you have ever had sex?  Hmmm… lots of places.  Driving with traffic; Office with people waiting (that was intense!); Changing room; Condo Balcony-didn’t see people watching until after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your most embarrassing family moment?  Not sure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What kind of birth control do you use?  Clipped/neutered…no regrets and no concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever had sex in the snow? Rain?  Not IN the snow.  A warm rain is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus:  Describe your flirting technique: innuendo, telling a dirty joke, talking about sex life, or physical contact?  Active eyes; light touches; sexy whispers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-4720043092086164292?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/4720043092086164292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=4720043092086164292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/4720043092086164292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/4720043092086164292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/11/tmi-tuesday_27.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3706504006768513503</id><published>2007-11-26T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T06:05:55.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Set Adrift, Walk the Plank, or Bilge?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one may not be as encouraging as previous tomes but life is like that...hmmm?! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set Adrift, Walk the Plank, or Bilge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in relationships decisions have to be made! No, this is not about FM and I...we'll be sailing together till one of us passes that last sunset. So what do you do? How do you cut the line?  Recently I told a fairly new aquaintance that while I enjoyed a couple of outings...I really didn't want the type of active, ongoing relationship that he did.  He was a bit needy at this point in his life.  So...I set him adrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do to someone who really gets on your nerves? Especially if you don't have any family ties (or even if you do!)? Well, it may depend on their seaworthiness. Though everyone has value...some villages need their idiot. Far be it from me to deprive that village!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set Adrift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, if the person deserves a modicum (look it up yourself!) of grace...they've been reasonable but you really don't have a desire for a long-term relationship-then set them adrift...you've given them a small boat to ride away on...given them some respect in the parting, and share that they need to catch the next boat that comes along. Give them some food and water (positive feedback) to carry them along but clearly part ways. No need to cut a taut line...that one will just "snap back" at you and hurt worse than the parting (don't burn the bridge concept where you're stuck on the other side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk the Plank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person deserves nothing more than to be given back to the miry (another look up!) depths, encourage them with a rapier at their back to swim on their own. Unlike modern pirate movies, walking the plank didn't entail tying of the hands. Typically the nearest shoreline in sight brought the prisoner up to be given an opportunity to swim to shore. Unfortunately most couldn't swim the distance...especially if shore was sighted on clear, bright days (longer swim)! In this separation, the person is given a small chance of survival, but that was left up to the person's abilities. Of course, some think they walked the plank down the wedding aisle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you make these two walk the plank?  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137369418417283346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/R0uaRGC3oRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ytZMNHXEN4M/s320/plank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bilge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bilging" a person means getting rid of them with no concern for their person. They deserve nothing more and nothing less. The Bilge is an empty bottom hold in a ship where water, oil, urine, rust, chemicals, and anything/everything ends up. It has no value and is pumped off the ship so it doesn't lower the ship with weight or make it more unstable as it rocks back and forth in the natural ebb and flow. Bilge the person who hurts you and has no remorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what's your latest challenge? Which do you choose for that someone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for FM and I, well...we're shipmates for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137369710475059490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/R0uaiGC3oSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/K39oTQKHvTY/s320/two.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3706504006768513503?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3706504006768513503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3706504006768513503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3706504006768513503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3706504006768513503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/11/monday-man-day-set-adrift-walk-plank-or.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Set Adrift, Walk the Plank, or Bilge?)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/R0uaRGC3oRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ytZMNHXEN4M/s72-c/plank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3945945992685475146</id><published>2007-11-20T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T06:16:37.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been a blogger-SLUG! Arrgghh! I'd love to write more and have many thoughts bith for my blog as well as commenting and lurking elsewhere but have become too darn busy! So, I offer a glimpse again today vis-a-vis TMI Tuesday. It's fun and doesn't require too much time. After the holidays, hopefully I'll "make" time for more...I am an optimist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What's the sexiest gesture a woman can make? Speaks lust with her eyes and a low, throaty voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/R0LsDmC3oPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8K7dVP9llk0/s1600-h/872224604_95eed1042f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134926071652131058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="154" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/R0LsDmC3oPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8K7dVP9llk0/s320/872224604_95eed1042f.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What are 3 inevitable things about you? Commitment-I’ll do what I say; Empathy-I’ll try to see other perspectives; Hope-I’m an eternal optimist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What do you want . . . . Now? Rest and Relaxation…later I’ll take Intoxication and Intercourse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What asset do you have besides the physical and the material? Mental, Emotional, and Spiritual…I believe it takes a “whole”-person to give and receive well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Describe a sexy mind. Playful and willing. Proactive in discovering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonus: What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving? Freedom, Family, Friends, Health, and much more…not just on Thanksgiving…always, no matter what comes my way (see #2 above!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3945945992685475146?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3945945992685475146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3945945992685475146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3945945992685475146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3945945992685475146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/11/tmi-tuesday_20.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/R0LsDmC3oPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8K7dVP9llk0/s72-c/872224604_95eed1042f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1098780539967189332</id><published>2007-11-13T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:58:21.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Have you ever met a fellow blogger in person? Never…but I’d like to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you ever play an innocent game of "I'll show you mine if you show me yours"? How old where you? I was probably about 6 or 7 and it was about 3 girls and 4 boys from the neighborhood. While that was pretty innocent and not much was shown, a later encounter when I was 12 was memorable. While over a girlfriend’s house playing “do you trust me”…, her older sister, age 16, got me in her bedroom alone and DIRECTED me to ask the question again and again while moving my hand all the way…Oh how wet she was! Unfortunately, her sister came looking for me and I never got the chance to explore with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When did you get your first not so innocent kiss? Age 13, girlfriend Angie, we explored a lot for 6 months and worked out all the fumbling and bumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever awoke with someone who's name you did not remember? Never, but many a Sailor can count hundreds of names they’ll never remember…but they can recall EVERY encounter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever let someone else wash you while you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself? Oh yeah! That’s an awesome event during foreplay, during sex, and during afterglow…anytime!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132400928553829186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rznzc69WA0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/1531GdcmKkI/s400/378537946_431b026123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1098780539967189332?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1098780539967189332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1098780539967189332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1098780539967189332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1098780539967189332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rznzc69WA0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/1531GdcmKkI/s72-c/378537946_431b026123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7775642387730820421</id><published>2007-11-06T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:46:51.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. Do you believe in ghost? If so have you every seen one? I believe in the Spirit world and Spirits. A Sailor must pay homage to the denizens of the deep (e.g. mermaids) and I think that counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What’s the scariest movie you ever saw? I was 10 or 11 and a few of us snuck into a drive-in theater to watch the Exorcist…had trouble sleeping that night! Of course the next night we were on the phone making prank calls with Linda Blair’s voice and a few choice words. Thank goodness this was before caller/number ID!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were given a house that was free would you accept it if it was haunted? Yes. No fear of the living or the dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you were given a house that was free would you accept it if the last person had been murdered in it? See #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your most favorite costume you wore for Halloween? A couple of favorites. One was a full Knights garb (Sir Lance-her-alot…LOL!) I borrowed and the other was as a Royal Navy Captain (Davey Jones). Both brought out TREMENDOUS responses from the ladies and especially M’lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129800437668900130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RzC2Ubfl7SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6NjaaSGrRnk/s400/450286252_d69dcff31f.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonus: What’s your most memorable Halloween memory? Oh, come on!!! After wearing the costumes in #5 silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap’n off the Bridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7775642387730820421?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7775642387730820421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7775642387730820421&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7775642387730820421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7775642387730820421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/11/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RzC2Ubfl7SI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6NjaaSGrRnk/s72-c/450286252_d69dcff31f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-8537347244117701201</id><published>2007-11-02T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:14:31.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seduction</title><content type='html'>What is it about being seduced? The fact that you're not fully in control? That you want it so much you would give yourself over to every sensation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128245504888925458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RyswHbfl7RI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YeEeEgFM1AI/s400/seduce.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I think seduction is underplayed. Why don't we take time to explore the erogenous Zones? To affect the senses in such a way that penetration doesn't even matter? To gratify each other without the expectation of anything in return?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, alot of excitement comes with the time. If time is short, I'd "almost" rather not engage...but I know that even during those moments, a touch, a look, a whisper can build into the next time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These little moments of time can increase confidence and trust for future times. "Presence" of heart and mind can crescendo later when time allows no distractions to invade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creativity and openness also makes for good seduction. The "how" is often as important as all else. Developing a repertoire of seduction builds better experiences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128245337385200898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rysv9rfl7QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IuHUAnXlz4E/s400/lace498.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do I start? First by increasing the number of times I touch my love. At every opportunity I will touch her. If it's just to hold hands, that keeps the connection. When she least expects it, I'll walk up behind and touch the back of her neck or run my hands down her arms. Hugs, kisses...the small sensual touches that give love. Consistency as well as variety. A lifestyle of seduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she lightly traces my entire body, I shudder and give in. When I take care to go over each curve of hers, she vocalizes and swims in sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light soap massage with no expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sensual heat massage just to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128245187061345522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rysv07fl7PI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ugi0HCd_tpE/s400/couple16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-8537347244117701201?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/8537347244117701201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=8537347244117701201&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8537347244117701201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8537347244117701201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/11/seduction.html' title='Seduction'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RyswHbfl7RI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YeEeEgFM1AI/s72-c/seduce.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-8587845152094101751</id><published>2007-10-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T06:42:34.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First off, I REALLY wish I was posting and commenting more but the time demons are ruling the day…so, without further ado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If they kept stats of your sex life like they do in sports, what would you lead the league in? what all time record would you hold? Not sure how to answer this one since a) I don’t have the stats of the other batters and b) I don’t want unfair comparisons! Needless to say, since I’m not a “Player”, I wouldn’t get the most “Pinch Hits.” However, I might be able to compete for longevity in games played at home field and most innings in a game (I’ll let your mind figure that one out).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What song gets you in the mood to have sex? best music to fuck to? best music to make love to? The sweetest song is that of my lover speaking from the deepest recess of her being. This covers all categories and while background music is awesome, it’s not the defining factor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Where is your favorite place to have sex in your house/apartment? On a chair or couch where she can sit deeply and we can linger, play, and focus in each others eyes. Hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127124582849178818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ryc0pLfl7MI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XU_Si7XFIWw/s400/450295515_45df596023_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. (guys) Have you taken/asked for a girls panties before? What did you do with them? (non-breeders) What is the protocol for this "tradition"? Not a focus for me…I’ll be interested to see what others wrote about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. What makes a kiss a great to you? Passion-intensity. Follow-up as if we never want the closeness to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-8587845152094101751?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/8587845152094101751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=8587845152094101751&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8587845152094101751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8587845152094101751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-off-i-really-wish-i-was-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ryc0pLfl7MI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/XU_Si7XFIWw/s72-c/450295515_45df596023_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7640962899904950510</id><published>2007-10-23T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T04:04:47.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. What are your 7 favorite tactile things that turn you on? I’m a simpleton so I’ll list three: Massage with oil all over, tongue caresses to neck/nipples; perineum strokes.&lt;br /&gt;2. What are your non-genital erogenous zones and what do you like done to them? See #1 above!&lt;br /&gt;3. What sounds get you sexually charged? Honest excitement during all phases – sounds based on the person (each is special!); low, throaty moans and words; positive descriptions of what brings pleasure – what a turn-on to talk about what we’re going to do!&lt;br /&gt;4. After losing your virginity, what is the longest you’ve gone without penetrative sex? 10 months while on a deployment. Some Sailors had “twins” while on deployment…their names are Rosie and Cherrie Palm…both were submissives! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your least favorite sexual position? Any that reduces two things…one, good stimulation for FM for either clitoral or G-spotin Why don't you like it?-Duh!  See #3.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: If you could sexually dominate or submit to 5 people - any 5, currently living or deceased - which 5 would it be? Nope…not going there. FM is my focus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7640962899904950510?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7640962899904950510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7640962899904950510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7640962899904950510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7640962899904950510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/tmi-tuesday_23.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1246082351144134342</id><published>2007-10-21T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T12:42:24.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Top Cover)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPYF2p-cGx8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPYF2p-cGx8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead...play it! My blood boils and testosterone elevates with this song (even though I could care less about the movie...too many Hollywood lies). The F-14 has been the premiere CAP (Combat Air Patrol) providing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top Cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the Carrier Battle Group and Attack Groups going in to accomplish National Authority interests...big phrase for kicking butt and taking names! Fighter aircraft of the U.S. Navy and Air Force have provided this cover since the employment of aircraft...even going back to blimps and balloons providing recon for leadership. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top Cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; protects all friendly forces under its umbrella of coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxuoREEaDkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NauG5Ch_TPg/s1600-h/f-14-9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123874012167540290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxuoREEaDkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NauG5Ch_TPg/s320/f-14-9b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rxuk8UEaDiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/As9Xh1coCIo/s1600-h/2209584496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123870357150371362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rxuk8UEaDiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/As9Xh1coCIo/s320/2209584496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In leadership, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top Cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means you will take care of those serving under you in all circumstances. You will lead them well and even if they screw up, you'll be there to hold them accountable...personally but in private...you will not allow outside agencies or people to hurt your workers!!! You take the responsibility for what they do and you don't abandon them. Even when they turn away from the core values and integrity, you may have to send them out from under your umbrella...but while they are under it, you lay the hammer down on outsiders!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok guys! Do you provide &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top Cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for your lady? Do you defend her...not allowing others to hurt her?! She's your rock...your anchor...your carrier! How you protect her will determine if you have a place to return to. You need her and she needs you. Even if your mission is temporarily off in another area...she's the one you return to. She's always waiting for you...on you...encouraging you. By the sea-gods, don't bilge her to others! How you provide cover will directly relate to her open arms and open heart. When she hurts, you are affected...you don't operate in a vacuum! You need fuel and replenishment just like an aircraft (ok...cut the dinner and sex comments! LOL). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My advice, provide this cover and let her know you're covering her and how...and you both will sail on further and stronger in your relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies, here's some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top Cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123877010054712930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rxuq_kEaDmI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NBSDP00E39I/s400/3052963351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap' off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1246082351144134342?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1246082351144134342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1246082351144134342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1246082351144134342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1246082351144134342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-man-day-top-cover.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Top Cover)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxuoREEaDkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NauG5Ch_TPg/s72-c/f-14-9b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1182683101808354962</id><published>2007-10-20T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:35:24.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on Blog rounds</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm missing so much online yet my primary life has the front burner.  Priorities!!!  Arrrgghh.  I'd rather write my thoughts for Monday because it's been on my mind all week.  it's called "Top Cover" and I wonder if anyone realizes how critical that is in a relationship.  Anyways, I'm gonna get going on answering and posting so I can rest and get ready for a fun-filled day tomorrow biking in the woods with FM.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to have a great w/e and see ya' soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1182683101808354962?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1182683101808354962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1182683101808354962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1182683101808354962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1182683101808354962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/catching-up-on-blog-rounds.html' title='Catching up on Blog rounds'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7715175710550436463</id><published>2007-10-15T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:57:51.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Nested Ships)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxQJZEEaDeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SzN8uZc43fY/s1600-h/Yokosuka_Base-18_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121729002420702690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxQJZEEaDeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SzN8uZc43fY/s320/Yokosuka_Base-18_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, this is sort of a strange analogy and I don't know quite how it'll work out but here goes 'cause it's all that's in my mind after a long day! Underway, Shift Colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are not enough piers for ships to berth (moor; tie-up, etc), ships will "Nest" in a group. This practice is more common with destroyers and submarines because of their smaller size (that comment doesn't help with the analogy but oh well!). Ideally, this is in "pairs" since you need to "cross-over" to the ship you're going to and the more ships, the more "crossing" is involved. The ships MUST communicate protocol and be aware of what each is doing (e.g. taking on fuel or quiet hours). When they are "nested", one ship CANNOT allow unauthorized access to "cross." If this happens, both end up getting hurt and angry. Many a foreign port barroom brawl has occurred because of "slights" (verbal snips) between opposing crews. As ships are tied together for a period of time, lines must be checked periodically and tightened up because they naturally loosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121728895046520274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxQJS0EaDdI/AAAAAAAAANw/OaQIHfIXrQM/s320/Yokosuka_Base-16_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;     Ok, are ya' gettin' the picture??? Have you made the correlation to a relationship? :-) While each "ship" is a "whole" entity with its "crew" personality and capabilities and limitations...when two are nested together they must agree on many issues and not allow others to "cross" through the relationship. Pleeeeeeeaaaasse...this is not intended as a "control" freak situation. Remember each ship has a Captain (brain and heart) of its own and authority to set boundaries for who will come aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: Let's say John and Elisa are nested together. Elisa has asked John not to allow "the guys" to come aboard on Saturday nights because that's when she desires mutual time for him. John agrees and enjoys her company in a big way! Weeks go by and John slowly starts giving the guys some reign to come over without renegotiating the time. Eliza may start looking across the harbor to another ship that seems to be run a little more smartly that the one she's nested with. Now, A leads to B leads to C and guess what?! (You fill in the rest). However, if John purposefully remembers to check the "lines" to Elisa, he'll quickly realize the loose ones and be able to tighten them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keys: When you nest together, agree on protocol. Only allow crossovers you've agreed to. The longer the nesting, the more details need to be worked out. Also, the longer the nesting, the more the lines need to be checked and tightened to be effective so the other ship doesn't "drift" away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side Note: This pic must be a "Utah" nesting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121729230053969394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxQJmUEaDfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/NDXadH7DTuU/s320/Yokosuka_Base-17_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "A relationship doesn't improve by accident." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome nesting:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121732090502188546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxQMM0EaDgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4nWXROnoHWs/s320/342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7715175710550436463?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7715175710550436463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7715175710550436463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7715175710550436463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7715175710550436463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-man-day-nested-ships.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Nested Ships)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxQJZEEaDeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SzN8uZc43fY/s72-c/Yokosuka_Base-18_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3967381825831219012</id><published>2007-10-12T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:12:43.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxANHUEaDcI/AAAAAAAAANo/JdyQ8IjXGHE/s1600-h/sophia-in-red-dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120607195617693122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxANHUEaDcI/AAAAAAAAANo/JdyQ8IjXGHE/s320/sophia-in-red-dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something about a red dress and there's something about songs I grew up with. In this video, I reminisce on two hot songs. The second most are familiar with...maybe not so much the first! "Red" of course is Sammy Hagar's favorite color and before he sang with Van Halen, he sang with Montrose first then a number of years with his own band. If you listen to his live album, you can probably hear me singing in the background!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Friday night and no plans but to be with my lover...I think I can get her to wear a red dress tonight! I'll wear nothing for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've read it all, it's black and white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spectrum made a shade I like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my crimson rays are ruby bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Technicolor light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red! I want red, there's no substitute for red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red! Paint it red, green ain't mean compared to red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't know what it does to me, My crimson-seared intensity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm haunted by the mystery, The mystery of red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red! knocks 'em dead, Some like it hot, I like it red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red's my lover, got it covered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red's my number, sure as a comer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red is my drummer, and I hear red thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move over brother, Red's a motherfucker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red! Red!...Red! Red! Move over brother, Move over brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats' what I said...(Red! Red!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on to bed (Red! Red!) Gimme' that expensive spread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2V5Pkjw37Uw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2V5Pkjw37Uw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna send ya back to schoolin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way down inside, honey you need love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna give you my love I'm gonna give you my love, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna whole lotta love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna whole lotta love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna whole lotta love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna whole lotta love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've been learnin' And baby, I been learnin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All them good times Baby, baby, I've been discernin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way down inside honey, you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna give you my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna give you my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whole lotta love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You been coolin' baby, I've been droolin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the good times, baby, I've been misusin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way down inside I'm gonna give ya my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna give ya every inch of my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna give you my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna whole lotta love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3967381825831219012?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3967381825831219012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3967381825831219012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3967381825831219012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3967381825831219012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/red.html' title='Red'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RxANHUEaDcI/AAAAAAAAANo/JdyQ8IjXGHE/s72-c/sophia-in-red-dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-711374162837004200</id><published>2007-10-09T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:58:19.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwuk7UEaDZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Makw0Bp4CbQ/s1600-h/Arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119366740343131538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwuk7UEaDZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Makw0Bp4CbQ/s320/Arch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love the stark beauty of this pic!  OK, here goes----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wash up, cuddle or fall asleep? Depends. If we're staying up and taking more time, cuddle, caress, etc...if we're falling asleep, we may wash each other (warmed up towel) and play a little more just to remind ourselves of the fun time we had and future pleasures to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Have you ever fake orgasms? No, but sometimes the pleasure is all FM's and her satisfaction is mine. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. In any 24 hour period, what is the most number of times you have ever had sex? Wow, this is an estimate because I don't have to just count mutual orgasms or mine alone but "events", FM's counts as well! Ummm...probably about 8-9. We've had a few "getaways" where that's all we did and if we didn't bring in food or room service wasn't available, we would've been found joined together dead of starvation!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Have you ever had sex or give/received oral sex while you were driving a car? I've received a few awesomely fun BJ's while driving. Though foreplay could count, I've tried with FM driving to bring her off but it's not the same and we were unsuccessful because of the mechanics of it as well as the need to focus!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. What do you think the average number of sexual partners your sex has in their lifetime (so for me a male)? Do you think most people lie when asked? Because of long-term marriages, probably 6-8; but I believe many guys lie when asked due to an ego issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Can men and women be "just friends?" (Explain). Yes, within boundaries. If not married or in a dedicated relationship, this is easy...but if you're in a dedicated relationship, there needs to be a clear agreement with your partner as to where the boundaries are. If the boundaries are unclear or they're broken, the "just friend" standard is out the door because the "security" or "trust" of the relationship is broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-711374162837004200?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/711374162837004200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=711374162837004200&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/711374162837004200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/711374162837004200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwuk7UEaDZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Makw0Bp4CbQ/s72-c/Arch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-6280210139851051435</id><published>2007-10-08T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:44:46.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Columbus)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwozy0EaDXI/AAAAAAAAANA/uZ70J1MEmVY/s1600-h/Nina_Pinta_SantaMaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118960874523594098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="232" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwozy0EaDXI/AAAAAAAAANA/uZ70J1MEmVY/s320/Nina_Pinta_SantaMaria.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in the saddle and keeping it short today because I'm catching up! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Modern day historians give Columbus a bad rap. He was a man's man! Think of the leadership it took with planning and execution to carry out his dream. Whatever you think about the guy, he stepped out and realized his potential. That's all my encouragement is for today...get out there and reach beyond what you KNOW you can accomplish. Enjoy the ride and don't fear failure...for if we are truly pursuing the best, failures will happen and aren't really failures at all...they're learning experiences! Make the most out of life!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwoz4UEaDYI/AAAAAAAAANI/_bu1uW9bGgA/s1600-h/columbus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118960969012874626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwoz4UEaDYI/AAAAAAAAANI/_bu1uW9bGgA/s320/columbus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-6280210139851051435?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/6280210139851051435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=6280210139851051435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6280210139851051435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6280210139851051435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-man-day-columbus.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Columbus)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rwozy0EaDXI/AAAAAAAAANA/uZ70J1MEmVY/s72-c/Nina_Pinta_SantaMaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-5186833916551140880</id><published>2007-09-23T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:52:07.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Signal Flags)</title><content type='html'>Men and women need involvement as well as independence. As a general rule, ladies need a higher percentage of involvement while guys need a little more independence. When a guy wants to come alongside and engage in operations, he wants to be sure it’s safe to do so. So, how does the Master of his vessel navigate the waters of a relationship in this area? When does he know it’s safe to “come alongside?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113520422269881682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rvbfu0EaDVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/P3LtYqPDX80/s320/650398237_ba516a4a3b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Whether it’s the ship you’re on or you’re communicating with another ship coming alongside, &lt;a href="http://www.anbg.gov.au/flags/signal-meaning.html"&gt;signal flags &lt;/a&gt;help determine what operations are safe. For instance, if the “Oscar” flag is hoisted, there’s a man-overboard and you want to stay clear and render assistance (e.g. you’re helping a friend with a bad relationship). The “Delta” flag means stay clear, I am maneuvering with difficulty (a drunken stupor perhaps!!!). Another example is the “Bravo” flag. When it’s hoisted, that means fuel or explosive operations are taking place-definitely not a good time for welding or smoking (e.g. that time of the…ouch! FM just smacked me)! Likewise, a curt or condemning tone of voice and non-verbals can tell a man: “stay away-danger-may explode at any moment!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man’s tendency is to pull back from conflict (with ladies). What he often needs are “signal flags” to know whether it’s dangerous or safe to operate. So I have a suggestion. Hoist a safe signal flag. Now the international flags only cover so much…motivate your guy with prearranged signal flags. I’m sure you can think of some “signs” that say things like “Come hither” or “Say it freely-I won’t react” or “I’m here with you…no requirements.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I’ll be on Rope-Yarn for about 2-weeks. Have a great time and hope the fire and passion burns brightly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. This little lady has impressed me with her &lt;a href="http://mojitomojo.net/"&gt;Mojo&lt;/a&gt;! Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap’n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-5186833916551140880?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/5186833916551140880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=5186833916551140880&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5186833916551140880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5186833916551140880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-man-day-signal-flags.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Signal Flags)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rvbfu0EaDVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/P3LtYqPDX80/s72-c/650398237_ba516a4a3b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7636838539042619497</id><published>2007-09-21T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:07:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperial Proclamation to Lil Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvPQCEEaDNI/AAAAAAAAALw/3cHf8Woi9xc/s1600-h/grey-done-neptune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112658735866186962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvPQCEEaDNI/AAAAAAAAALw/3cHf8Woi9xc/s320/grey-done-neptune.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imperial Proclamation from His Majesty, Imperium Neptuni Regis: Know all by these presents: and to all polywogs, mermaids, sea serpents, whales, porpoises, sharks, dolphins, eels, skates, suckers, crabs, lobsters, and other living denizens of the sea greetings! I see all things nautical and my Royal Scribe records all I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said &lt;a href="http://www.littlehmphf.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; with quips and pics thereof, have been examined and passed on by Ourselves and our Royal Staff. Also be it known: By all ye who go down to foresaid blog as well as all ye landlubbers who may be honored by her presence that having been found HOT and WORTHY, she is numbered as one of our honored and is hereby inducted into the mysteries of the ancient deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it also known that by virtue of the power invested in me I do hereby command all my subjects to show due honor and respect to her wherever she may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112657692189134018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="103" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvPPFUEaDMI/AAAAAAAAALo/jaF2QGF8le4/s320/signature.png" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disobey this order under penalty of Our Royal displeasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7636838539042619497?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7636838539042619497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7636838539042619497&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7636838539042619497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7636838539042619497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/imperial-proclamation-to-lil-bit.html' title='Imperial Proclamation to Lil Bit'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvPQCEEaDNI/AAAAAAAAALw/3cHf8Woi9xc/s72-c/grey-done-neptune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3344373002586724454</id><published>2007-09-19T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:14:36.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk like a Pirate Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvFXeZE0wtI/AAAAAAAAALg/S-naCqqgWMw/s1600-h/abseas[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111963231681037010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvFXeZE0wtI/AAAAAAAAALg/S-naCqqgWMw/s320/abseas%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's "&lt;a href="http://www.talklikeapirate.com/"&gt;Talk like a pirate day&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;a href="http://www.talklikeapirate.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and I'm getting off cheap. &lt;a href="http://littlehmphf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lil Bit &lt;/a&gt; has started a post and she's much more lovely to see than I!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3344373002586724454?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3344373002586724454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3344373002586724454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3344373002586724454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3344373002586724454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/talk-like-pirate-day.html' title='Talk like a Pirate Day!'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvFXeZE0wtI/AAAAAAAAALg/S-naCqqgWMw/s72-c/abseas%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1852798084036421328</id><published>2007-09-18T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:52:32.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Fire</title><content type='html'>A song for the ladies who burn with passion when their lover is near!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/41Sa5whrDXc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/41Sa5whrDXc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1852798084036421328?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1852798084036421328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1852798084036421328&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1852798084036421328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1852798084036421328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-fire.html' title='On Fire'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7037194023009884136</id><published>2007-09-18T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T10:42:16.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. What is one thing your significant other could do to you to rock your world? Surprises wherein she initiates! There nothing more awesome than a lady taking initiative because it communicates to me what she wants...if I know; I can succeed (or die trying!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which super power (ability to turn invisible, ability to read people's thoughts, or invulnerability) would you take and why? Thoughts...not to use against, but to help others...then again, I'd spend all my time on that (anyone remember Mel Gibson in "What Women Want?)...I'll just stay ignorant and happy!!! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvANyrmIq3I/AAAAAAAAALY/TpQKJk5OdHY/s1600-h/pic3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111600741412809586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvANyrmIq3I/AAAAAAAAALY/TpQKJk5OdHY/s200/pic3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you rather be tied up or tie someone else up? Why? Neither. Tis' better to give AND receive!&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your best physical and non physical asset? Physical-legs; Non-physical-assertiveness.&lt;br /&gt;5. If they were naming new Dwarves beyond the seven what would your name be and why? I need to stick with the seven for this (I think). If one of the names is Happy, I'll take his place! I'm a perpetual optimist and I'd like to think it's contagious. :-) Bonus: What's the most embarrassing thing you ever bought? Panties too small for FM. Even though she laughed it off and we made light of it, I had to do a little soul-searching to figure out how to proceed with any more purchases like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7037194023009884136?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7037194023009884136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7037194023009884136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7037194023009884136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7037194023009884136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/tmi-tuesday_18.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RvANyrmIq3I/AAAAAAAAALY/TpQKJk5OdHY/s72-c/pic3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7812306979665246166</id><published>2007-09-17T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:01:18.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Communication is a Compass)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8jQ7mIq0I/AAAAAAAAALA/iJ3NHVcyFqA/s1600-h/compass2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111342875871324994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8jQ7mIq0I/AAAAAAAAALA/iJ3NHVcyFqA/s200/compass2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is right and true in a relationship? How do you know? How many misperceptions lead to bad calls? How do you overcome these problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out to sea or in the desert (without a GPS of course), maps can only help so much because landmarks are nowhere to be found. In that case, a com&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8ivLmIqxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/g6oHl0zaIYw/s1600-h/chart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111342296050739986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8ivLmIqxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/g6oHl0zaIYw/s200/chart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pass will at least keep you heading in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, what direction do you want to go? Does your shipmate know that's where you're heading? What if she's heading in a different direction? If she knows the heading, she'll join you and support you! (Disclaimer: if you try communicating your heading and she doesn't join you, I absolve myself of any responsibility!!! LOL! There are too many variables out there gents!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Communication is your compass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Decide not to use it at your peril. Ok...we'v&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8ij7mIqwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jrb0bB1YEfQ/s1600-h/compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111342102777211650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8ij7mIqwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jrb0bB1YEfQ/s200/compass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e all experienced opened mouth-insert foot syndrome. I'm amazed at how many guy friends can achieve great goals in life (e.g. job, sports, investment, etc) yet fail at so many relationships! Communicate your direction often...the less you do, the more off-course you'll get. Also, check her heading...where is her compass pointing? Will you arrive at the same destination? When you update your bearings together at routine intervals, you'll both find you're sailing together on most issues. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other note: Announce large changes in bearing! Instead of "Hard Right!" or "Come About!", prepare her with course changes. Seek advice on how best to handle the course change together. This'll keep the boom from swinging around and knocking one or both of you overboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week and I'll try and get a couple more posts in this week. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111342506504137506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8i7bmIqyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hThsetiS3G0/s200/1nude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7812306979665246166?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7812306979665246166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7812306979665246166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7812306979665246166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7812306979665246166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-man-day-communication-is-compass.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Communication is a Compass)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Ru8jQ7mIq0I/AAAAAAAAALA/iJ3NHVcyFqA/s72-c/compass2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-4549981715008549388</id><published>2007-09-11T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T04:23:35.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuZ6V3-pN9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Uf1eqvl6O8A/s1600-h/450295511_adfc8d29be_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108905343520946130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuZ6V3-pN9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Uf1eqvl6O8A/s200/450295511_adfc8d29be_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. Where was the first place you ever had sex?  Girlfriend's bed.  Oh how I wish I knew then what I know now! LOL!  She was animalistic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does size matter? Nope.  However, if it is an issue for ya'...please learn that it's what ya' do with it!  For instance, small. pert breasts can be a huge turn-on.  Some of the most beautiful, physically sexy ladies I know fall into this category but become less sexy because of their insecurity about their small breasts.  I love instilling confidence in them (in a safe way) but often their confidence is only as good as their partner provides in ALL areas.  Sigh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever had sex in your office or your place of employment?  Oh yeah!  Planned and unplanned!  Had to muffle our voices together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been skinny dipping?  Yep.  Fun in a pool but not so much in the ocean...I just think of my privates as bait out there! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Top or bottom?  Both...add in a little sideways and switch it up till passion ensues...then do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: Where were you September 11, 2001? What were you doing when you first heard about the twin towers?  Work; reviewing the role of the of the National Military Command Center (NMCC)...no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n is off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-4549981715008549388?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/4549981715008549388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=4549981715008549388&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/4549981715008549388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/4549981715008549388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuZ6V3-pN9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Uf1eqvl6O8A/s72-c/450295511_adfc8d29be_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-2159831659553208011</id><published>2007-09-09T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T16:04:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-day (early) "face-to-face" connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuR5M3-pN7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/h8hb9sWXjxM/s1600-h/backembrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108341139437074354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuR5M3-pN7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/h8hb9sWXjxM/s200/backembrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Turn to me!" FM said. When I did I noticed so many thoughts and love when looking into her eyes. This was early on in our marriage as I learned how powerful it was to see FM "face to face." Not just looking her in the eyes in the throes of passion, but early in each time together. Even if it's just for a few minutes when I'm tired and getting home, looking at her and paying attention bore emotional and physical dividends I could only be thankful for! Even if I was beat...I'd share this but wanted to make sure she was good to go with me going "brainless" for about an hour. When she honored this, I honored her. When I honored her by asking, she honored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuR5un-pN8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3QCvDucnm-U/s1600-h/TheCouple9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108341719257659330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuR5un-pN8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/3QCvDucnm-U/s200/TheCouple9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to connect!  The first few seconds of every encounter sets the tone!  She wants face to face involvement.  If all you do is flip on the TV while she fixes something up, the boat is sinking and there's no crew to save it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  more than ever, I express my love and thoughts looking right at her...with her...literally "coupling" her with my words, expressions, and eyes. Wow! Men, do you want a lady who will give you all of herself? Touch her soul with strong kindness and encouragement with your eyes and expressions. They say so much...think well of her and it'll flow out and she'll KNOW it! Have a great week and enjoy each moment we have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n is off the Bridge and lovin' FM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-2159831659553208011?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/2159831659553208011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=2159831659553208011&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/2159831659553208011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/2159831659553208011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-man-day-early-face-to-face.html' title='Monday Man-day (early) &quot;face-to-face&quot; connection'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuR5M3-pN7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/h8hb9sWXjxM/s72-c/backembrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-480357836266141437</id><published>2007-09-07T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T09:28:29.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I'm back and still on vacation in my mind! Can I get away with just posting a few pics and getting back on Monday here?!? I have many "themes" and ideas for writing but&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF7wX-pN5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/V1qRbF0Mh8s/s1600-h/pinup3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107499523415553938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF7wX-pN5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/V1qRbF0Mh8s/s200/pinup3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; alas, the time gets away from me. Just replying today took an hour...mind you, I'm not complaining, it's an enjoyment...I just would like more time to commit towards thoughtful posts, comments on other blogs, and replies. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF6Dn-pN1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sgmPrJPRS50/s1600-h/sailorette2r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107497655104780114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF6Dn-pN1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/sgmPrJPRS50/s200/sailorette2r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do enjoy listening, encouraging, supporting, and loving in life. Sometimes I need to let my mind wander and rest. This is where FM has been awesome over the years. Knowing when, where, and how to communicate...and when not knowing, asking and either respecting my quiet moments or generating within me (through the asking) an interest in sharing and receiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF6wn-pN2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/XDgEjlWa5PI/s1600-h/sailor+costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107498428198893410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF6wn-pN2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/XDgEjlWa5PI/s200/sailor+costume.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...to all in cyberland, this is just a rambling post...not focused, but still thinking about the many out there living their lives as best they can. May you be encouraged in your relationships, in your job(s), in your dreams, and in your quiet moments. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107499184113137538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF7cn-pN4I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hs8cQI5gpeA/s200/sailorette3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-480357836266141437?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/480357836266141437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=480357836266141437&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/480357836266141437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/480357836266141437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RuF7wX-pN5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/V1qRbF0Mh8s/s72-c/pinup3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-5748656702339702761</id><published>2007-08-28T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:36:41.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday and Rope-Yarn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtS-Cn-pNuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZJuJtE2tK_Q/s1600-h/pinup1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103913230018361058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtS-Cn-pNuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZJuJtE2tK_Q/s200/pinup1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What is the best relationship advice you've ever received?  Wow!  Soooo-much.  Probably risk-reward.  Risk saying what you truly think and feel to get the reward of openness and honesty and ohhhh-so many more great things!  If it's not meant to be, you'll find out sooner than later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. How many people have you dated at once? How many people do you think it is acceptable to date at once?  Oh, puleeeze...one and one only at a time (unless you're both into that!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What made your worst kiss so bad?  Inexperience on my part.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtS95H-pNtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Azak2HvTlDU/s1600-h/sailorette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103913066809603794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtS95H-pNtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Azak2HvTlDU/s200/sailorette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Can a relationship last if the sex is bad?  Not a chance!  3 biggies (see some-I don't have time to find it-earlier post)...PMS Power, Money, and Sex.  These three need to be in good standing for the relationship to excel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What one thing would you like your partner to do every time you have sex with them?  Even if it's just a kiss...fellatio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bonus (as in optional): What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?  Eye contact and sober.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rope-Yarn &lt;a href="http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday-man-day.html"&gt;(end-of-post)&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333300;"&gt;I'll have a week-long out-of-blog experience so I'll see ya' on the other side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-5748656702339702761?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/5748656702339702761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=5748656702339702761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5748656702339702761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5748656702339702761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday-and-rope-yarn.html' title='TMI Tuesday and Rope-Yarn'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtS-Cn-pNuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZJuJtE2tK_Q/s72-c/pinup1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7550118720914532178</id><published>2007-08-26T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:22:37.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (Loyalty)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtI1T3-pNrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rKdN2euhhFw/s1600-h/sailor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtI1T3-pNrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rKdN2euhhFw/s320/sailor1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103199943324677810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty.  How does a man show loyalty to a lady?  Here are a few tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's assured of your loyalty when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You are involved in things important to her&lt;br /&gt;• You make her and your relationship a top priority&lt;br /&gt;• You call and share plans with her&lt;br /&gt;• You keep commitments&lt;br /&gt;• You turn your lustful thoughts towards her instead of what you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;• You help her make decisions, especially ones regarding the children&lt;br /&gt;• You don't correct her in front of others (especially the children)&lt;br /&gt;• You include her in social gatherings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...my number one that gets her piping my tune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You speak highly of her...especially outside of the home to others when she's not around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I've been a bit out of sync lately with answering posts...I won't forget.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7550118720914532178?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7550118720914532178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7550118720914532178&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7550118720914532178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7550118720914532178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-man-day-loyalty.html' title='Monday Man-Day (Loyalty)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RtI1T3-pNrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rKdN2euhhFw/s72-c/sailor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7980421428135716646</id><published>2007-08-23T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T16:43:46.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Settle</title><content type='html'>If I were to take on a crew of women (Maiden voyage!!!), Jennifer Nettles would be on the list.  She'd be fun, real, and from her songs...have that confidence to overlook the small things but not let the big things "settle."  Haow about you?  Do you let things "settle?" or...do you try to resolve and overcome?  How do you do it?  Have you burned bridges in the attempt?  Have you succeeded and enjoyed the fruits of your labor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XZjEfYW-fE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XZjEfYW-fE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she's hot-hot-hot...I love the uniqueness of her pipes.  I wouldn't need a Bosun to pipe attention!  A note from her voice would be enough to grab the attention of all hands (all ladies included!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7980421428135716646?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7980421428135716646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7980421428135716646&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7980421428135716646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7980421428135716646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-settle.html' title='Don&apos;t Settle'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3591378407443363675</id><published>2007-08-23T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T16:14:12.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Shower after a hot day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rs4T4X-pNpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TbDUUbiCMqU/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's great to feel the water runnin' down and enveloping...washing off the heat...prepping the senses for another heat.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102037403051832994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rs4T_H-pNqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GgzgmfxsUBw/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many thoughts and desires over the years.  How many fantasies.  How many cruises without FM wondering but not wondering.  Wanting her to join me in exploration.  Wanting to talk about what's enjoyable and not.  How great to have a lover unselfish and to reciprocate.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How awesome is my lover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much can I give.  How much can I take.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cap' off the Bridge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3591378407443363675?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3591378407443363675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3591378407443363675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3591378407443363675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3591378407443363675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/hnt-shower-after-hot-day.html' title='HNT Shower after a hot day!'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rs4T_H-pNqI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GgzgmfxsUBw/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-2395599340873512118</id><published>2007-08-21T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:44:00.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI (WTFO) Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. What’s the deal with blue balls? Huh? I only play with one racquetball at a time. Seriously though, if I haven't released the swimmers (in my case-the juice is there without the swimmers!) the "boys" can get downright angry!  That happens alot on "cruises" since FM couldn't provide relief.  On ships, they say you get relief from Miss "Rosy Palm."  I prefer the twins "Rosy and Suzy!).  LOL!  On the other side of it though, after multiple ejaculations...the ole' guys get worn out and need to replenish...Fun can still be had...they just get a little sore similar to any other overworked part. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the hottest &lt;a href="http://www.maximonline.com/Entertainment/Riskybusiness/slideshow/4484/303.aspx"&gt;vehicular sex scene&lt;/a&gt; in a movie? It's hard to think of another o&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsrgPX-pNoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xRVXba663OQ/s1600-h/2541709127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101136082689930882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsrgPX-pNoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xRVXba663OQ/s200/2541709127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ne after reviewing Rebecca DeMornay on the train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Strap-on? yes, no, give, receive? Nah. Real thing is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the average penis length? Whatever I want it to be! Does it really matter? It's how you use it with all the other senses in play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you stimulate his prostate? Guys, do you like it? Occasionally, with care and lube...it can help lead to a very powerful orgasm but, just as in any technique, shouldn't be overused. Btw, can you believe there's such a thing as a "prostate masseur!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I couldn't quickly find a sensual prostate pic so ya' get the technical one...sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-2395599340873512118?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/2395599340873512118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=2395599340873512118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/2395599340873512118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/2395599340873512118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-wtfo-tuesday.html' title='TMI (WTFO) Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsrgPX-pNoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xRVXba663OQ/s72-c/2541709127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1508991187054924171</id><published>2007-08-19T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:11:04.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day (early)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsi8MH-pNmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rEJkcjJAW6A/s1600-h/popeye092306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100533494483334754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsi8MH-pNmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rEJkcjJAW6A/s320/popeye092306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was thinking about what to share...what could I tell a guy-friend to help his relationship out...and I remembered what my Uncles passed on to me. You can be a stud like Popeye after eating your spinach (working out, buffing up, hair gel, viagra, vitamins, penis pump, or whatever! LMAO!) but if you don't treat the ladies right then all of it may be a short-lived fling and, worse yet, you may end up with a bad rep when word gets out that you're full of yourself. Now, my Uncles were hard-nosed cowboys that loved their drink as much as they loved a good whorehouse. But, when it came to treating ladies right, including the ladies that were servicing them for pay, they were respectful. Warning, some may take the next info as somewhat sexist...if you do...save it please, the few tips I'm passing along here are what a guy should do for all ladies regardless; except if she just doesn't want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few of things they showed me by example: &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsi-L3-pNnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8148eODPdjE/s1600-h/sailor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100535689211623026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsi-L3-pNnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8148eODPdjE/s320/sailor1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wait patiently for them when they're getting ready for ya'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open doors for them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk behind them going up stairs (should they fall)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk in front going down stairs (don't get too far ahead, especially when they have those nice heels on that you want wrapped around you later on!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unless they partake, curb yer' cussin'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember, she comes first...in and out of the bedroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Offer your arm/hand when necessary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When going to a party, prearrange signals for being together...leaving together...or bailing each other out from the snob/non-stop talker!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sure I missed a few pointers...go ahead and add to the mix!  'Nuff said for now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1508991187054924171?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1508991187054924171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1508991187054924171&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1508991187054924171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1508991187054924171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-man-day-early.html' title='Monday Man-Day (early)'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsi8MH-pNmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rEJkcjJAW6A/s72-c/popeye092306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3854207825772004222</id><published>2007-08-18T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:19:49.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now hear this, Now hear this!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc3PH-pNhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tYeltCNX-lw/s1600-h/g273279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100105835999737362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc3PH-pNhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tYeltCNX-lw/s200/g273279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now hear this, now hear this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc3WX-pNiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cq_4-OJalEA/s1600-h/669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100105960553788962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc3WX-pNiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cq_4-OJalEA/s200/669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase has captured the attention on ships for centuries. Likewise, a certain signal such as the Boatswain's (Bosun's) pipe grabs the attention of all hands to listen to announcements from the Captain or other important messages. Because all hands turn their full attention to such communications, they "intimately" know what the message is and what expectations there are. Now I know this is primarily one-way communication and a relationship demands two-way...but I think the "attention" applied to the messages back and forth can increase or decrease intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from the Cap'n: "Communication leads to intimacy (into-me-see). Intimacy leads to conflict (a rubbing together...mmmm) and conflict, (with good communication) leads to increased intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, one of the most common communication mistakes made is the "pursuer-distancer" exchange. In short, one partner wants to communicate often and the other doesn't (typical female-male but not exclusive). The purser talks, the distancer doesn't want to so doesn't say much and gives non-verbals (e.g. turn-away)...so the pursuer talks more aggressively leading to the distancer turning away all the more and avoiding the pursuer. There are many ways to resolve this. Both need to give a little and meet. The distancer needs to fight the natural reaction to turn away and should engage the pursuer before the pursuer does...this shows interest, respect, and unselfish love for the pursuer. The pursuer needs to recognize when the distancer is running away and give a little space and possibly change "how" the communication is stated...this shows unselfish love and respect for the distancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, FM really amazed me by prefacing a recent conversation with these words, "I'm going to over-communicate something and I'd like for you to listen because I'm not sure if I'm settled in what we agreed to." Wow! I had to stop and ask her to repeat that word "over-communicate." She was telling me she realized we discussed the issue (wasn't really anything big, just a scheduling commitment we both made) already and she shared that she knew I was done with the conversation but that she wasn't and needed clarification...what she didn't need was a "look" or "sigh" from me having to rehash something I was "done" with (Guys are hunter-killers...once they kill a conversation they want it to stay dead!). Needless to say, I listened; we communicated in a fun way, and had more fun talking about the phrase "over-communicate!" I thanked her for it and for how she recognized me as a guy in the process. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc3zn-pNkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Tb6yjJ9NRTg/s1600-h/bm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if any of that helps anyone but there ya' go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc4L3-pNlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WPdCJ6p1MS0/s1600-h/bm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100106879676790354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc4L3-pNlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WPdCJ6p1MS0/s320/bm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3854207825772004222?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3854207825772004222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3854207825772004222&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3854207825772004222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3854207825772004222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-hear-this-now-hear-this.html' title='&quot;Now hear this, Now hear this!&quot;'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rsc3PH-pNhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tYeltCNX-lw/s72-c/g273279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-9212421691271080015</id><published>2007-08-16T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:35:00.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Transition Ashore</title><content type='html'>Just because Vixen posts such a great assortment of HNT's, I've decided to show a little more leg in honor of those she highlights as well as for herself!  I was showering after a run and decided I had a few minutes to get a pic in (wasn't sure if I'd make this today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsTOLH-pNfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6wKu4HCN448/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsTOLH-pNfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6wKu4HCN448/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099427368605922802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be doing this much skin all the time but had fun thinking about the Title.  When a Sailor's ashore, he wants wine, women, and song.  With all that a hot shower or bath with extras really helps to "transition" to enjoy the "land life" again.  The last thing he wants after getting naked is to get clothed again! ;)  I remember many ports where the day would be passed by nude or with shorts on to step out into the water or beach bar.&lt;br /&gt;Another way to consider this is...if you find yourself emotionally or mentally, or even physically alone for a period of time...find a way to transition to together time with your SO or whomever.  Lead up to it with positive hints and messages to "prime the pump" for yourself as well as others.  If you're trying to overcome a period of rejection, by all means get through harboring resentment (extend forgiveness even when it isn't deserved) so your attitude doesn't stay afloat in that sea of rejection.  I know, I truly know this is easier said than done in some situations...remember this applies to the willing...sometimes the cruise is long and takes more transition time...The aforementioned of course doesn't apply when there's no willingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-9212421691271080015?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/9212421691271080015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=9212421691271080015&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/9212421691271080015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/9212421691271080015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/hnt-transition-ashore.html' title='HNT Transition Ashore'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsTOLH-pNfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6wKu4HCN448/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-3987437683125681655</id><published>2007-08-14T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T06:11:14.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I think I'm beginning to warm up to this TMI thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Define "infidelity" as it relates to a relationship. Have you ever been guilty of infidelity? Have you ever been the victim of infidelity? Have you ever been a participant in someone else's infidelity?  One can screw another person phsically, emotionally, mentally, and yes...spiritually...therefore I believe we're all guilty of infidelity in some manner.  Moi-Guilty, yes-I'm a guy and images turn into fantasies in 1/2 a second!...physically-no; victim-unknown but probably in the emotional sense.  Participant...I'd like to hear of the mental images if there are any!?! :-)&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the last thing you stole? A lady's heart.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name one place in your country that you have never been but would like to visit and why.  I'd like to run/walk the Appalachian trail with no time limits or cares in the world.  I'd also like to rock-climb in Yellowstone.&lt;br /&gt;4. What movies can you watch over and over again?  None.  My attention span doesn't allow movie reruns...however, "&lt;em&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/em&gt;" could top my list of shows I can watch again and again. &lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the last person you saw naked? Myself silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus: In honor of the 237 reasons we have sex study. Tell us at least five but not more than ten reason you have had sex.  Pure, unadulterated lust.  FM's pure, unadulterated lust.  Just because after a period of business...sometimes that's the sweetest.  To please.  To receive pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I just loved this shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsGp4M6i8eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Bx6sIIRFyxI/s1600-h/242276609_52990e6f45_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsGp4M6i8eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Bx6sIIRFyxI/s320/242276609_52990e6f45_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098543036164665826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-3987437683125681655?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/3987437683125681655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=3987437683125681655&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3987437683125681655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/3987437683125681655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday_14.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsGp4M6i8eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Bx6sIIRFyxI/s72-c/242276609_52990e6f45_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-2620593234133396488</id><published>2007-08-13T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:16:23.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-day</title><content type='html'>Just a comment on Monday Man-days: They're short just like a typical guy's attention span!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsC7gs6i8bI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4671whJZdog/s1600-h/pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsC7gs6i8bI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4671whJZdog/s200/pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098280948670329266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Guys...if you want your lady to open up...listen to her...really listen, don't fix...desire her feelings in your heart and brain (yes, your big stick may follow-but don't let it lead)...really burn with a wanting for her and really listen...not to GET, but to GIVE.  Ok, now get out there and practice, practice, practice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-2620593234133396488?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/2620593234133396488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=2620593234133396488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/2620593234133396488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/2620593234133396488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-man-day_13.html' title='Monday Man-day'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RsC7gs6i8bI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4671whJZdog/s72-c/pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-8694555127001158097</id><published>2007-08-12T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T18:43:53.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting out of the Doldrums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rr-3NM6i8YI/AAAAAAAAAFo/exM8Dz_MB4g/s1600-h/doldrums6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rr-3NM6i8YI/AAAAAAAAAFo/exM8Dz_MB4g/s320/doldrums6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097994740639658370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever get sluggish or in a RUT in your relationship?  If the answer is no, you either just started the relationship or you're lying so go find another blog to tickle your senses! In nautical terms, a rut would be the DOLDRUMS.  Without getting too technical, the doldrums are a region of calm winds where opposing tradewinds neutralize each other (oops! I said I wasn't gonna' get too technical).  Since there's little to no winds, your sail can't keep you moving forward towards your destination.  Mutinies have occurred because the ship's crew figured the Captain was clueless and shouldn't lead them anymore...they just didn't realize that doldrums are a normal passage to go through.  This Cap'n and FM won't stand for mutinies aboard this blog-vessel...So, how do you get out of the doldrums?  First off, one doesn't "get out" of the doldrums...you "get through" them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, recognizing them as normal keeps the crew and Captain from assigning blame and getting irritated at each other (minimizes resentment and anger and maximizes support).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the destination must be kept in mind (mutually fulfilled relationship)...future beautiful isles await on the other side where all sorts of pleasures abound and the crew and Captain can rejoice together (margaritas, sex, and music...where's Jimmy Buffet when you need him!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, the sails must be opened up (risk an open heart and get rid of selfishness) and small puffs of wind (small positive successes in communication and giving) must be harnessed by tacking correctly into the few opportunities that present themselves.  If there's no wind, there can be no movement...but, a good sailor must be ready for the smallest shift (opportunity) and open the sail to that side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, once headway is made and minimal speed is attained, the ship can be steered to the destination.  A still ship cannot be steered for the rudder has no effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this seems simple, the Cap'n recognizes the patience of days, weeks, months that go into this.  I applaud your efforts and know I've been there too...you're not alone!  May your sails be full and your crew be happy.  Imbibe and partake of all that life has...I'll be along for the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-8694555127001158097?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/8694555127001158097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=8694555127001158097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8694555127001158097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8694555127001158097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-out-of-doldrums.html' title='Getting out of the Doldrums'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rr-3NM6i8YI/AAAAAAAAAFo/exM8Dz_MB4g/s72-c/doldrums6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-5242251305717601856</id><published>2007-08-10T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:38:00.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Friday</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel that hunger?  Nothing but a long night of passion will suffice?  I love the following song by Eddie Money...and Ronnie Spectre's joining in from her 1963 hit adds to the flavor of passion across all the decades.  Have a great w/e...the Cap'n plans on it.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xrzbqBZTRs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xrzbqBZTRs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Me Home Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a hunger&lt;br /&gt;It's a hunger that tries to keep a man awake at night.&lt;br /&gt;Are you the answer?&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't wonder when I feel you whet my appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the power you're releasing&lt;br /&gt;It isn't safe to walk the city streets alone&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation is running through me&lt;br /&gt;Let's find the key and turn this engine on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your heartbeat faster.&lt;br /&gt;Take me home tonight!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let you go till you see the light!&lt;br /&gt;Take me home tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Listen honey&lt;br /&gt;just like Ronnie sang: Be my little baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get frightened in all this darkness&lt;br /&gt;I get nightmares&lt;br /&gt;I hate to sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;I need some company&lt;br /&gt;A guardian angel to keep me warm when the cold winds blow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Ronnie sang&lt;br /&gt;I say just like Ronnie sang:&lt;br /&gt;Be my little baby&lt;br /&gt;Baby my darling!&lt;br /&gt;I feel a hunger...it's a hunger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (repeats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home tonight!...&lt;br /&gt;Take me home tonight!...&lt;br /&gt;Take me home tonight!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-5242251305717601856?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/5242251305717601856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=5242251305717601856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5242251305717601856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5242251305717601856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/hungry-friday.html' title='Hungry Friday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7359147366342556183</id><published>2007-08-08T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:41:10.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Flight Suit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rrpwdc6i8XI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IS9PimprgHQ/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rrpwdc6i8XI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IS9PimprgHQ/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096509579603407218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Sailor's do fly occasionally...some even full-time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Thursday and every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Flight Deck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7359147366342556183?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7359147366342556183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7359147366342556183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7359147366342556183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7359147366342556183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/hnt-flight-suit.html' title='HNT Flight Suit'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rrpwdc6i8XI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IS9PimprgHQ/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1052043471547920685</id><published>2007-08-07T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:47:25.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Interesting Q's...I enjoyed this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the worst/corniest pick up line someone has used on you and/or you used?  On a CB Radio driving across Nevada talking with the ladies of the Mustang Ranch..."stop by and we'll give you a ride on one of our young mares!" They are, in my humble estimation, some of the best conversationalists ever!&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever gone out on a date with someone and went home with someone else? Explain. Ouch!!! Never...bad taste and worse manners...hmmm...why did I go out with the person in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the worst thing (spread a rumor, hook up with their SO, etc...) that you did to a friend? Did they do anything to deserve it? Left a friend in a bar in the Philippines and paid two ladies $20 to give him the clap! He had bilged me on repaying money...to this day he doesn't remember how he got it! &lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite sex scene in a regular movie (not porn)? Why? Girl on top, in an open chair where she's completely controlling the depth and tempo of each stroke...slow grind...the guys hands free to elevate the sensations...and the camera pans to her face displaying her steady buildup of pleasure...Hot-Hot-Hot!!! Mmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? What would you change on your SO? Lower my pride more...FM (SO) I accept and love as she is (ya' reading this hun?!).  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus (as in optional): What countries, other than your own, have you had sex in? Was it someone on the trip with you? Someone from that country?  Japan, Canada, Mexico, China, Philippines, Korea, Thailand, Singapore, and San Francisco (that counts as another country!)...yes, FM was in each place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1052043471547920685?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1052043471547920685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1052043471547920685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1052043471547920685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1052043471547920685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-6045380910083183248</id><published>2007-08-06T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:56:00.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrfCMM6i8TI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hdZ5epTMYi8/s1600-h/short_sea_sailor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrfCMM6i8TI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hdZ5epTMYi8/s320/short_sea_sailor.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095755018274009394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, here's the lie: "If it takes hard work, we must not be right for each other."  Lazy!!! Bear Bryant would kick you off the team (that's Alabama football ladies).  Get a coach...if you're lady is blocking right and you're running left of course you're gonna' get tackled for a loss!  A good relationship takes hard work! Get to it Sailor!  'Nuff said.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrfDAs6i8VI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tsJ7aJrknIA/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrfDAs6i8VI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tsJ7aJrknIA/s400/pic2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095755920217141586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-6045380910083183248?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/6045380910083183248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=6045380910083183248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6045380910083183248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6045380910083183248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-man-day.html' title='Monday Man-Day'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrfCMM6i8TI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hdZ5epTMYi8/s72-c/short_sea_sailor.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-847331013927426422</id><published>2007-08-05T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T16:44:01.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush 2112 - Love the crowd involvement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPMT-2p8NBU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPMT-2p8NBU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-847331013927426422?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/847331013927426422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=847331013927426422&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/847331013927426422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/847331013927426422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/rush-2112-love-crowd-involvement.html' title='Rush 2112 - Love the crowd involvement!'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-8292736575649951588</id><published>2007-08-05T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T16:24:59.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Reckoning</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095355899848093874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 424px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrZXMc6i8LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UuC-CASKW3k/s320/dead_reckon4.gif" width="177" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;OK, let's see if I can get through this without screaming my head off! All hands on deck, coming about! There are a lot of reasons for using "dead reckoning" on a ship, the most important to circle back in a racetrack pattern to rescue someone overboard. That's what the chart tool above is for...yes, even with GPS, radar, and all kinds of other neat electronic toys, a simple chart is the best way to return to the place someone fell overboard. If you mark the point where someone goes overboard and make specific turns in that racetrack pattern, you'll end up close to the original point factoring in wind and currents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I upset...it seems a person I shared a confidence in and specifically stated that the info I had was hearsay and my name was not to be used violated that (man overboard!). Now, when that person called and the story got longer and crazier involving a couple of other people because A) they shared the hearsay (oops! whiff-strike one!) and B) they didn't clearly state it as hearsay (Strike two!) and C) they mentioned me as the source (95mph fastball-strike three, you're out!). How would you handle this? Thank King Neptune and the denizens of the deep FM wasn't involved, she would've confronted everyone (a strength and a weakness)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the "dead reckoning." Rather then add to the saga and sail into uncharted waters, I "dead reckoned" back to our previous conversation to recover our relationship trust. I needed to "close the loop" on the original conversation to save the person who didn't realize they needed saving! Once I broadsided her...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095359421721276610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrZaZc6i8MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uiKirpOkyj8/s320/broadside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shared that it would be difficult to share things with her that she personally sought answers to. I stuck to the "dead reckoning" point of origin and though she tried to justify...I wouldn't go there...my engines were shut down and rudder steady on...I wanted her to realize the pandora's box she'd opened. Once accomplished, I asked her to do one more thing...she needed to clarify to those involved what was truth vs. hearsay, not the Cap'n. There's grace on this ship and though I'll remember and be mindful...I'll risk to give opportunities. I know, there are only so many opportunities...how much is enabling...that'll be another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-8292736575649951588?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/8292736575649951588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=8292736575649951588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8292736575649951588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/8292736575649951588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/dead-reckoning.html' title='Dead Reckoning'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrZXMc6i8LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UuC-CASKW3k/s72-c/dead_reckon4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7256809156677530374</id><published>2007-08-02T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T06:17:52.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salute HNT</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to give a salute to all who share of themselves! HNT's are nice, awesome, tempting (drool) but are only a smidgen of the wealth to be found in blog port-o-calls. So many divest of themselves mentally, emotionally, and spiritually...actually an investment for themselves! Healthy lives are communicated daily...even through the low points shared...support and love is found. For all whom give of themselves, I salute you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094091534490595394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrHZQs6i8EI/AAAAAAAAADI/-B7tA-KAPhk/s320/salute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7256809156677530374?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7256809156677530374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7256809156677530374&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7256809156677530374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7256809156677530374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/08/salute-hnt.html' title='Salute HNT'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RrHZQs6i8EI/AAAAAAAAADI/-B7tA-KAPhk/s72-c/salute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7609799010089112467</id><published>2007-07-31T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:17:02.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Arrgghh...I need to get around to other blogs,comment, set up a few more links, jazz this blog up, etc...but for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Toilet paper: over, under, or what the hell are you talking about?  Over, and an extra roll handy! LMAO!  Oh, and soft stuff for guests of course! :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Toilet when you are done: everything up, seat down but lid up, everything down?  For FM, seat down but lid up...breathe toilet, breathe! *yuck*&lt;br /&gt;3. When was the last time you kissed someone not your significant other? [I am talking about a kiss with some gusto not just a little hello or goodbye peck]  Wow, lots of kisses...friendly, family, etc...in my mind though...oh, I better not go there!...in actuality, wow...1980! I need to get out more!&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you rather have you significant other (this can be a hypothetical SO) have sex with someone else or fall in love with someone else? [You have to pick one.]  Ouch, neither, but I'd want her to enjoy the sex more fully so I'd want her to be in love...does that make any sense?!&lt;br /&gt;5. If you had $1,000,000 to give away, how would you divide it up? Who and how much?  Both kids, investment trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7609799010089112467?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7609799010089112467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7609799010089112467&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7609799010089112467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7609799010089112467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday_31.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-7623131474538781073</id><published>2007-07-30T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:37:14.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Man-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rq4hfM6i8CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a1t1hWhnVvc/s1600-h/outfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093045048529055778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rq4hfM6i8CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a1t1hWhnVvc/s400/outfit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For all the men out there, I know that you want nothing more than for your lady to look like and wear unashamed the outfit shown above for you. Just a thought (RE: Factoid), man-to-man...very few look like this and even if they do, most need to be honored and cherished before they'll open up fully to their potential. Why do I think/know this? 1) I'm a man and understand and 2) Experience has shown me that what we desire in our mind's "images" is not the real curvature of most women. Now, if they do have what your mind desires, great...but regardless, the honoring and cherishing parts (for whatever relationship you may be in) are sooooo important for the tigress to unleash her passions. Because physical beauty fades but inner beauty flourishes, I can look forward to an ever-increasing passion and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take FM for instance (not literally!), if I take her for granted as a person or in what she does or doesn't accomplish on any given day, I'll never treat her in the way she deserves or in the way that will open her up for true pleasure as a companion and in bed. But when I honor her for who she is (yes, I can still try to inspire her and help her improve...with her permission) and cherish her in real, tangible ways...the light stroke or passionate kiss in the morning...not expecting it to lead somewhere (though it may, but I don't set myself up to be disappointed by something we BOTH aren't ready for); the loving and/or sexy text/e-mail during the day; the helping around the house even after a hard day at work...all that and more are a pittance to the value found in my FM. You want a tigress?..treat her like a queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm sure we could get a few volunteers to model this for HNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Rope-Yarn will be the term I use when I'm taking a break (short or long). In the old sailing days, a Rope-Yarn day was a day dedicated to loosening the sails and repairing/replacing worn line (rope) and attending to sewing needs (sails, clothing, etc). The crew rested a bit on these days and sat around sharing sea-tales while mending garments. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-7623131474538781073?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/7623131474538781073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=7623131474538781073&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7623131474538781073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/7623131474538781073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday-man-day.html' title='Monday Man-Day'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rq4hfM6i8CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/a1t1hWhnVvc/s72-c/outfit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-6444679973656825855</id><published>2007-07-27T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T08:55:51.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Smorgasboard of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqoQi86i7-I/AAAAAAAAACY/H-pIf72XEno/s1600-h/pinup4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091900521349050338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqoQi86i7-I/AAAAAAAAACY/H-pIf72XEno/s320/pinup4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I look across bloggerland for ideas and fun, I feel overwhelmed by time...time...time. I'm tempted to hire someone to post the ideas in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, wow, wow to all the intersesting posts out there. Some bloggers you just want to hold close till the time passes; others you'd like to encourage daily as they share real life with ya'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be overly optimistic sometimes, but I like to cheer others on. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091899576456245202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqoPr86i79I/AAAAAAAAACQ/u5K1KHffCqA/s320/pinup5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;      A little bit about my marriage with FM (going on 26yrs). We value each other...certainly there are things we don't like about the other (habits, words, actions, etc) at various times...and we can talk about those (some of which may never change and that's an acceptance issue)...but we don't use any of those things to devalue each other. Am I making sense? Just because I may not like how she does something doesn't mean I "value" her less, thereby treating her with my attitude and actions as if now she's only worth 8 out of 10 on a scale. If the value of the person shifts based on actions, then my thoughts and actions will reflect that and it'll be a downward spiral from then on! Even if the person does something good to kick it up a notch, sooner or later the negatives will wear down each other. Does that help it make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Men and women speak different languages, so if FM wants the Capn's right-side brain engaged, he needs an emotional word picture to hear it (to get the other side of the brain engaged)...for instance, if FM wants me to do something (as a man, around the house, words of affirmation, in bed, etc) but I'm just not getting it...well...let's say I like football and am a big fan (I'm not but please bear with me on the analogy). FM would share how when I do this or that (or she can show me this or that...fun!), and FM relates how I rise up and yell excitedly when my team is scoring a touchdown and the whole stadium is rising with me...then she relates how she rises up inside and cheers me when I do this or that! She's just enagaged the othe side of my brain (mostly unused) and I'll relate to the emotion in a non-threatening way (typically we grunt, nod and try to ignore if only one side of the brain is engaged). Using emotional word pictures is powerful stuff and effective if the guy cares at all...try to keep the focus positive mostly unless the issue just requires it (e.g. a negative hurt)...if it is negative, get it out there with something he can do about it. :-)  The key is to relate something first that will evoke a positive emotion in the guy...something he can relate to (hobby, passion, etc)...then bridge that emotion to what you want to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091903635200339954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqoTYM6i7_I/AAAAAAAAACg/jyNWpuwM8Go/s320/pinup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course FM can really get my attention fast by bringing me to the brink and then stopping and saying, "hey, Id like to talk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all, have a great w/e and see ya next week...I'm gonna' "Rope-Yarn" this weekend!  I'll explain that later. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-6444679973656825855?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/6444679973656825855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=6444679973656825855&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6444679973656825855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6444679973656825855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-smorgasboard-of-thoughts.html' title='Friday Smorgasboard of Thoughts'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqoQi86i7-I/AAAAAAAAACY/H-pIf72XEno/s72-c/pinup4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1427268218657912428</id><published>2007-07-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T19:44:22.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is for &lt;a href="http://www.littlehmphf.blogspot.com/"&gt;LB's&lt;/a&gt; collection of masks in view of her help in getting me started. The reason for the camo is twofold. One, I love spending time outdoors watching nature come alive. Two, LB has a penchance for camo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091330742397628306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqgKVc6i75I/AAAAAAAAABw/utUC_IvbCjM/s200/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often, like most men, I might hide emotions behind camo...not allowing anyone to see any confusion, anxiety, hurt, etc. In general, men are weak emotionally. What they usually need is reassurance that they're good and strong in real, tangible ways. Stroke his ego and he may very well open up emotionally; for where and with whom he feels secure in his manhood, he will share things that no one else will hear...when he is safe. How about the ladies? Share with me as YOU feel safe and I'll give you FM's take on the ladies at a later date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1427268218657912428?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1427268218657912428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1427268218657912428&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1427268218657912428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1427268218657912428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/hnt-mask.html' title='HNT Mask'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqgKVc6i75I/AAAAAAAAABw/utUC_IvbCjM/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-9094038021308275143</id><published>2007-07-24T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T04:26:53.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Arrgghhh shipmates, I'm loathe to start too many things but I believe I owe more info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leather, lace or silk?  Lace, with a subtle scent of lavender.  This puts the Cap'n in a mood to caress and take time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you subscribe (or regularly buy) to any "dirty" magazines? Which ones?  Nope, nada...why should I pay for what's free?  Besides, blogland and good comms with FM provide ideas to keep the fires burning. ;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever had sex in water (tub/pool/lake/ocean)?  Yes, yes, no, and yes.  These, in my opinion, are often overrated since they may require lubrication issues.&lt;br /&gt;4. The three words that best describe you in bed are ____, ____, and ____.   Strong, giving, patient (FM's words, not mine).  Three words that best describe your most recent partner in bed are ____, ____, and ____.  Wild, loving, intense.&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you lose your virginity as an impetuous youth, "to prove that you loved" him/her, because of a romantic gesture, a newly wed or other (please describe because I can't think of what an "other" might be)? Uncles initiated me into a famous (unnamed) cathouse...WOW!  What I thought of the young girls after THAT experience!&lt;br /&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Name three words that:  a) get you excited  b) make you squirm  c) make you laugh.  Excited - pretty ladies, inside and out.  Squirm - I'm the Cap'n, supposed to be fearless, right!?  Laugh - Life's foibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-9094038021308275143?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/9094038021308275143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=9094038021308275143&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/9094038021308275143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/9094038021308275143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-1401849304444136224</id><published>2007-07-23T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:27:34.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knots and Loops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTUFM6i74I/AAAAAAAAABo/yZUzZEA_f9E/s1600-h/square.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090426664666722178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTUFM6i74I/AAAAAAAAABo/yZUzZEA_f9E/s320/square.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the water, one must use knots wisely.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTTGs6i72I/AAAAAAAAABY/hcptucT5K8o/s1600-h/34817687.SquareKnot_8803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090425590924898146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTTGs6i72I/AAAAAAAAABY/hcptucT5K8o/s200/34817687.SquareKnot_8803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tighter the knot, the better the hold&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For example, the &lt;strong&gt;square knot&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTTOM6i73I/AAAAAAAAABg/S6zXPXv1yKY/s1600-h/lovers.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090425719773917042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTTOM6i73I/AAAAAAAAABg/S6zXPXv1yKY/s200/lovers.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holds strong like two lovers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;locked in an embrace of ecstacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, some knots are meant to release easily&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTS1s6i71I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9URBZJKm9IY/s1600-h/bowline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090425298867122002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTS1s6i71I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9URBZJKm9IY/s200/bowline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though they hold well like the &lt;strong&gt;bowline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This knot holds strong but will release and lengthen/shorten easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good relationship will have moments of tight embrace, holding fast to each other during intense experiences. This knot ensures the security of the relationship regardless of the strain placed on either side of the bond.  The good relationship will also have a bowline in play; to give either side room to maneuver and to pull closer when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knots can be learned.  Whatever you tie loops around and comes back to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How're your knots?  Do you have room to play while resting in a secure line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) Cap'n off the Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-1401849304444136224?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/1401849304444136224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=1401849304444136224&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1401849304444136224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/1401849304444136224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/knots-and-loops.html' title='Knots and Loops'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqTUFM6i74I/AAAAAAAAABo/yZUzZEA_f9E/s72-c/square.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-4537947728647808683</id><published>2007-07-22T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:47:06.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring my bell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqPNYs6i7xI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qRCVNffhC78/s1600-h/bell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090137828116066066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="294" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqPNYs6i7xI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qRCVNffhC78/s320/bell.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ring this bell for &lt;a href="http://shibari-confessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shibari.&lt;/a&gt; She's insightful, sexy, and real!  What a deck hand she would make!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also ring it for &lt;a href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Osbasso.&lt;/a&gt;  His longevity in the HNT realm has spanned the continents and seas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ring it for yourself.  To the good ole' days or whatever the hell ya' want!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...if you're really good, tell me how to get it to ring!?!?  Anyone have HTML advice for someone who can sail but isn't savvy in the ways of the ether-blog-thingy!  Btw, "advice" means the stuff is written somewhere to cut and paste!  No, no gratis needed...just a helping hand as I cross the gangway in this journey.  :-)&lt;/p&gt;Have a great week!  May you sails be full and your crew be up and about.  Cap'n off the Bridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-4537947728647808683?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/4537947728647808683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=4537947728647808683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/4537947728647808683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/4537947728647808683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/ring-my-bell.html' title='Ring my bell!'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/RqPNYs6i7xI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qRCVNffhC78/s72-c/bell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-9212573786499462016</id><published>2007-07-19T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T05:57:54.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Legs HNT and PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rp9S3GrU5oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ax3Q5yEypM8/s1600-h/Picture+022.mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088877210590570114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rp9S3GrU5oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ax3Q5yEypM8/s320/Picture+022.mod.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thought I'd show my sea legs first to reflect getting this blog started...I have to get used to the seas of blogland swaying back and forth! Does the Cap'n have your attention on the title?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've learned that PMS stands for the biggest problems in relationships...Whoah there Sailor!!! I can hear the guys saying...yeah man! I can hear the ladies say, who is this neanderthal? Well, before you get your Tim Allen ignorance and skirts in an uproar, please let me explain. PMS stand for Power, Money, and Sex!!! Yes, these are the three biggies in success and failure of relationships. My First Mate taught me that to succeed and not have a mutiny, all three need to be worked out with good communication and humility...I rely on her to keep me out of murky waters. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;The Power issue has to do with ego, the will...whether or not you value the other person unconditionally regardless of "issues" and whether or not you'll submit to each other out of respect for each other...it's a loop...If, through my words and deeds I demonstrate that I respect and love my First Mate, she'll reciprocate...I don't wait for her and she doesn't wait for me...we just do it for the other and the rest will follow. If there's an issue outstanding, it's dealt with or realeased so that resentment and anger isn't built up leading to a loss of respect/value for the other. The Money issue isn't so much about how much you have, but that there's agreement in how you'll conduct the affairs of the purse. The sex issue is often overlooked, especially if it's good/great for both! Still, there may be underlying issues that aren't communicated. There's a great "Everybody loves Raymond" show where Ray and Debra finally figure out they haven't truly shared what they want/don't want in the bedroom after I think 11 years!!! Unfortunately it's common...no one's alone. Guys, slow down and learn...encourage and talk-talk-talk...ladies, talk to us...tell us...show us!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side, I commented on &lt;a href="http://blue-eyedvixen.com/index.php/archive/always-do-sober-what-you-said-youd-do-drunk-drunken-words-are-sober-thoughts/"&gt;Vixen's&lt;/a&gt; insightful post regarding drunk sex possibly being held as non-consensual the following:&lt;br /&gt;"I’d rather have a sober (read: lucid) lass anyways so she could tell me what she liked/didn’t like because her pleasure is my pleasure. As a dear friend of mine once shared, “your lady comes first, in and out of the bedroom!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...am I forgiven for my PMS attention getter?  Have a great HNT day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-9212573786499462016?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/9212573786499462016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=9212573786499462016&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/9212573786499462016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/9212573786499462016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/sea-legs-hnt-and-pms.html' title='Sea Legs HNT and PMS'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rp9S3GrU5oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ax3Q5yEypM8/s72-c/Picture+022.mod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-6053833807470976716</id><published>2007-07-16T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T16:25:07.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Me Q &amp; A answers</title><content type='html'>I thought it's only fair to credit &lt;a href="http://www.littlehmphf.blogspot.com/"&gt;LilBit&lt;/a&gt; with getting me to begin this voyage.  This Sailor doesn't go easy but a beautiful mermaid vixen can have a siren song effect on the hardiest of us!  I'll keep my answers in the same vein...generally out to those I've perused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarize me in three words:  Ouch; can I start easier please!  Assertive, Caring, Thinker.  It's sometimes hard to see the caring at first glance but it's there and I'm still working approachability (if that's a word...I guess in blogland anything can be...hmmm?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a stab at my middle name:  A Tar would rather be caught with his pants down than share his middle name...unless he were receiving a Title of Lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known me:  I've "known" many bloggers for about a year or less.  I find sharing in this way therapeutic/self-medicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time that we saw each other:  Not yet...maybe Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I drink: Occasionally a brew with a steak or a glass of wine when marinating or working over a saute of onion/garlic/mushroom/spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy:  Truly.  I'd also like for others to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a good person: I'll leave that to others...like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one of my favorite things to do: Exercise and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I funny: I enjoy a joke but can't tell one to save my hide.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you make me smile:  By being yourselves and as open as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my favorite type of music:  Depends on the mood and activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen me cry:  Yeah, CMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I sing?:  Passing.  Shanties are easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best feature about me:  I'll let time go by and you can decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I shy or outgoing:  Intensely outgoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a rebel or follow the rules:  Rebel like a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have any special talents:  Ask my First Mate!  *Wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy,snobby, or something else (what):  Outdoorsy of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my favorite food:  Backstrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be:  How about Cap'n!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my worst habit:  Eating chips...cannot get enough!  I exercise so I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream about me? If so, what?: Not yet, I sleep too soundly unless we take on too big a wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what is the one thing Iwould bring?  That's easy, my FM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we friends:  Under Maritime law, we all are unless you pirate my goods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I believe in God?  When you've spent any time traveling over oceans and seeing the marvels of creation, you bet your booty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I family oriented? Yes and no.  I pick and choose how far to extend each relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is my best friend? FM does it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for today's journey...arrrgghh...eight bells and chow's-a-callin'.  Can I have some chips with that please?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-6053833807470976716?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/6053833807470976716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=6053833807470976716&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6053833807470976716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/6053833807470976716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/know-me-q-answers.html' title='Know Me Q &amp; A answers'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661475318455243582.post-5814762006122810222</id><published>2007-07-12T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:24:03.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Commissioning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s1600-h/images%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086670838645974642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Captain speaking to all hands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just getting started in blogland...while a lurker for awhile, I've been brought out of hiding and plan to share voyages (relationships) and ports-of-call (experiences). Once I get the template. settings, etc figured out, I'll feel better about giving credits to others...I'm still in training and time may play a role in how often I'm in port with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have my First Mate (FM) along with me whether on the Bridge or on Lookout. *smile* May the seas be calm and shelter be found for every storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap'n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6661475318455243582-5814762006122810222?l=capnball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/feeds/5814762006122810222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6661475318455243582&amp;postID=5814762006122810222&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5814762006122810222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6661475318455243582/posts/default/5814762006122810222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capnball.blogspot.com/2007/07/pre-commissioning.html' title='Pre-Commissioning'/><author><name>Cap'n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03782017905456912967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opGC_ogtis/Rpd8LWrU5nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uIsrazwJhUk/s72-c/images%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
