Dusting the Dragon
For the past week or so I have been “feathering my nest”, as we Cancerians are apt to do from time to time. I have moved around small pieces of furniture and rearranged my dragon collection to accommodate the new pieces. I took down some old framed photo collages and put up new ones to add a cheerful splash of colour. I placed light or bright coloured artwork on the bottom shelves of end tables to “bring forth the light”. I dug through my memorabilia chest and set out a couple of gift ornaments that had been in storage. I placed the “Sex Instructor” marble plaque (given to me by a Japanese girl) in my bedroom next to the Mardi Gras hat, lava lamp, and two sets of handcuffs. Then in my living room I hung the handpainted wooden plaque that says “The more I know about men, the more I like my cats!” right below the sign that says “Just how many frogs do I have to kiss?” I even artistically arranged several strings of Mardi Gras beads in various locations. I have a lot of those beads, um, because they were given to me. As gifts. Or something. Not because I flashed for them or anything. cough … I like beads. Pretty beads make me happy. Shiny things. Maybe I was a native of this land in a past life. I actually feel a refreshing sense of new energy in my home. Perhaps this feng shui thing really has some validity to it. Then again, perhaps I’m just a gay man in a woman’s body.
Just in case this was all a bit too girlie for the guys, here are a couple of photos I took of myself this past weekend while dusting the dragons. Ooh, that could be a new euphemism for masturbation! Dusting the dragon. I did some of that too, but didn’t take photos, sorry.
My French maid uniform was at the cleaners, so I had to do my housework in a leopard-skin teddy and heels. Really, I always do my housework dressed that way. Drunk and naked would be preferred, but I’d hate to break a dragon while staggering around under the influence.
Yes, that is a feather duster and yes I am dusting my tush just for you perverts.
Current Mood: 
naughty
August 1st, 2005 at 5:15 am
I just had to share this because it’s so naughty and so funny…. this was the email response from a Welsh male friend:
>>Then of course there is “My Dragon” that comes out to play, when he is in the mood. I usually know because he is very demanding and jumps up, waiting for attention and will not lie down again until I play with him. He likes it even more when my girl friends pay him attention, he has so much fun he goes red in the face and dribbles all over the place, especially if he is playing ‘wet the lollipop’ or ‘hide and seek.’ The rascal gets spoiled sometimes with too much attention and then he pouts because he feels a little sore. I had him trimmed a little on the weekend, when I was bathing him, he really likes that and he always wants to play after that, gets excited and splashes all over the place, then sort of shrivels up and goes to sleep. All that excitement and fun gives him a little glow inside and I know that he is happy.
August 4th, 2005 at 1:36 pm
(Comments copied over from LiveJournal):
yeahimadork
2005-07-25 16:26 (from 63.119.240.194)
Only a hoar posts pictures of herself half-naked in her blog for the whole world to see!!
I’m totally jealous, of course, dahling. You really know how to, uh, dust the dragon.
danjeruskurves
2005-07-25 16:29 (from 205.188.116.68)
Yes! I have attained Official Hoar Status. :-D
lawless1
2005-07-25 17:12 (from 68.115.177.8)
So that’s what I’m doing wrong! No wonder my house is a mess. Well, that and it would be akward explaining to my kidlets why mommy is doing housework dressed like a hoar…
Dust that tushie!
danjeruskurves
2005-07-25 17:17 (from 205.188.116.68)
Can’t you just be normal and lock the toddlers out of the house for a few hours?
surlycanadian
2005-07-25 21:35 (from 216.126.116.163)
Okay… you never cleaned like that when I was there…
danjeruskurves
2005-07-25 21:42 (from 152.163.100.66)
Well you know as well as I do that I don’t really do housework…
lawless1
2005-07-25 22:42 (from 68.115.177.8)
And just what were you cleaning while Cole was down, eh?
surlycanadian
2005-07-26 04:56 (from 216.126.116.163)
There was some definite polishing and buffing, I can say that.
danjeruskurves
2005-07-26 12:55 (from 64.12.116.69)
Mostly we cleaned out our bank accounts.
Chunk
2005-07-26 01:30 (from 64.22.0.130)
*sigh* My house looks fairly dusty.
danjeruskurves
2005-07-26 12:56 (from 64.12.116.69)
Would you like to borrow my outfit?
gumphood
2005-07-26 13:28 (from 4.21.185.2)
thats a clean dragon
danjeruskurves
2005-07-26 17:07 (from 205.188.116.68)
It’s all the buffing …
Mina
2005-07-26 15:42 (from 67.11.227.74)
Id clean my house dressed like that…but Id end up tripping on the heels and busting my face open on my hardwood floor *laugh*
Then my husband’d come home to find me, in a teddy, with one heel on, and the other hanging off my foot, sprawled on the floor, bloody and unconscious…with a broom in one hand and a sponge in the other…
I dont think so *laugh* But you DO look great, though
danjeruskurves
2005-07-26 17:06 (from 205.188.116.68)
LMAO … yeah and he’d probably still get turned on!
BigPimpinMBA
2005-07-26 18:06 (from 64.19.187.111)
I’m glad that I never showed up at your house to clean at the same time you were cleaning because that is the same outfit that I wear for cleaning. How embarrassing would that be???? And of all people to be calling anyone a pervert….. I’m just sayin.
danjeruskurves
2005-07-26 18:31 (from 205.188.116.68)
Well, no more embarrassing really than that time when we both wore the same dress to the transvestite club!
Xquzme/Chika/whatever
2005-07-28 15:44 (from 207.72.6.57)
Was that YOU GUYS?!!! I *thought* you looked familiar. Pimp, fuschia is your color, dude.