A Fun Weekend

Smacky and I had a great weekend. Despite me still being a little under the weather with a very minor cold, it was great fun.

Saturday during the day we lounged. Since I was shirking outside duties due to my cold (a neighborhood clean-up effort as well as my private yard work), I tried to be responsible and do a little laundry, but that was only partially successful. We had a lazy morning and early afternoon.

Then we got ready to go out. We got Smacky into her new dress from the Baroness, and I in my Utilikilt. Off to C's (and mark's) Halloween party we went. Hung out there for a little while in a nice low-key gathering. Then off we went to Hell House II, a big party down at Main Street Lounge.

While I'm not huge on clubs, MSL was fun. The dance floor was banging, the outfits were at least decent with a lot of great ones. Smacky was turning heads everywhere we went. The music was incredible, we danced our legs off. Saw a lot of people we know...it was nice to see them even if it was in a loud club.

The only downside to the MSL party was the less than stellar BDSM show. I'm of the discipline though not the scene, and I found the display to be uninspiring. Technically proficient yes (both of the tops had good form with a variety of flogs and whips), but visually dull. That's not to say that what they were doing was bad, as long as they were happy with it, I just didn't find it very intersting or evocative.

Honestly, a better show was being put on when a couple we know had taken to playing on-stage before the official show began. Their play was emotive and evocative, even if far less "complex" than what followed them. And their time on-stage was far more interesting than everything that followed.

And to make matters worse, the primary bottom had a breakdown after the initial on-stage sesion. Chili and I immediately came to the realization we were witness to therapy and not "play." So not only was the whole thing sterile of eroticism and emotion, it was immediately followed up with a disturbing moment as she was led off the stage in tears. Not a Good Thing for BDSM perception if you ask me. Therapy is for private...play is for public...but that is just my opinion.

We came home and crashed after the fun-filled night of dancing and spending time with friends. After only a few hours of sleep, we had another lazy morning before leaving the house to go see the Louisville Orchestra. It was a show of "Russian Masterworks" consisting of two pieces by Prokofiev and a piece by Borodin. The Borodin had not been performed by the LO since 1941-1942. It and the second Prokofiev were stellar. Wow. I don't have the program nearby, so I'll have to post thoughts later. But it will be aired on public radio here in Louisville at a later date, so I highly recommend you find the air date and be there for it. It was amazing.

All in all, the weekend was a roller-coaster of hectic/lazy, but it was great fun.