Cherie – Chapter 52 – Happy Birthday

Life has it’s ups and downs. I know Cherie has been struggling with paying for school. But for the most part, I think everything will work out. I know she felt bad about asking me for money but I think that’s behind us now.

I mean, how bad is my life? I like to work. I like being busy and get bored when I’m idle. I enjoy my alone time. But I have an active social life.

All of my past relationships follow a similar path. A traditional path and they all failed in the same way. There was a pattern I was following and it always led to the same failure. So this time I’m doing something different and it’s working perfectly for my mind and lifestyle.

Cherie meets all of the criteria to be in a successful relationship with me. I think I’ve finally found the Rosetta Stone to a happy life with a woman for me.

  1. She’s on the right side of 30. We all know by now I love youth and beauty. I don’t care what anybody thinks about that. If you had the chance to drive an old Subaru or a new Maserati, which would be the obvious choice?
  2. She lives 40 miles away. There’ll be no swinging by, or stopping in. I live in the city and have no reason to own an automobile anymore. So I can’t really get out there to see her. I mean, I could, but where do I stay? She lives with her parents and she has a 6 year old son. Her sister lives there too, and I know there’s a couple of other little ones living there. She can’t bring me into that mix. At least not yet, and I’m fine with that.
  3. I only see her once or twice a month. That’s plenty for me. She’s so busy with work and school and son, there’s very little time to get down here to see me. I don’t need tons of girlfriend time. It’s too emotionally draining for me. Absence really does make the heart grow fonder. I really appreciate our limited time together. I’m not one of these men that needs a woman in his life all of the time. It’s just annoying.
  4. She’s a certified nymphomaniac. What guy doesn’t want this? A hot, young, fit babe that is deadly in the sack. She’s so orgasmic that you always feel like a virile beast when you’re making love to her. I’m not getting any younger and am a former hypersexual myself, so at my age I’m truly blessed to have a young lady who is always horny for me.
  5. She doesn’t want any more children. Okay, this is huge. This has been the deal breaker in my last THREE relationships. Cherie has been a parent for six years. You grow up fast when you have a baby or a small child counting on you for everything and not much assistance. I don’t want any more children, and this could end up being the ideal arrangement for me at last. All of these chicks I’ve been with have been in the same age range and they are still trying to figure out who they are. It’s sad that there’s this ridiculous extended adolescence in this country. But it’s almost always the same model. They go out and party, go out to dinner, go on trips and buy a bunch of designer shit in their twenties all while burning through a string of dudes. Then they finally attach themselves to some sap and marry him. His income helps neutralize and pay down her revolving debt. They get a house, a dog and then kids start happening. In 10 years they’ve either become roommates or divorced and he pays thousands of dollars in child support to her. Hopefully he doesn’t repeat the mistake again. Or… they live happily ever after!

Cherie is the perfect blend of the ingredients that make the perfect romantic cocktail to compliment my lifestyle. I just hope we can maintain this level. After college she’ll have to go to medical school, so for now… there’s no end in sight!

Anyway, I was sitting in Cavanaugh’s last Monday and thankfully realized that Cherie’s birthday was on Friday.

It has been a year since we had her birthday lunch at Misconduct Tavern. Back then I gave her a $20 gift card to Starbucks and some Godiva chocolates. I had only been dating her a month and didn’t want to set the bar too high. I remember her saying all she wanted for her birthday was to have sex with me. A week later we were holed up at the Club Quarters for 24 hours just banging away for the very first time. Man, that was an incredible day. We fucked like rabbits!

So I went to ProFlowers and ordered a dozen long stem roses in a pretty vase and a little box of chocolates for my love. They were delivered to her home and I’m positive she wasn’t expecting them.  So she squealed with delight.

Now I’m the one who owes her some birthday sex!

She’s 28 years old now! Let’s keep this relationship going, Cherie!

 

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The Beach House – Chapter 17

“She isn’t aware of any of this yet. I would appreciate it if you kept her in the dark.” I wanted to be the one to tell her. This time I will be in the room. “You’re free to tell her we spoke.”

“Whatever happened between you two, Sir, I want you to know she has always acted in your best interest.” Bob is loyal too. I am really liking this guy.

“Monica is my second favorite woman on this planet, Bob,” I chuckled . “I am just making her sweat a bit. She deservedly put me in my place, but she never envisioned the results.” I smiled at Mia and she patted my arm. “I owe her a lot more than she knows. I just have to be in the room when she finds out.”

“Okay then, silence it is. She is going to press, of course. I hope you’ll let her know that I was under direct orders.” Bob seemed a bit more relieved.

“I will be happy to let her know. Your loyalty is impressive Bob.” He was quickly becoming another favorite person of mine. “Mia and I are going take short trip this weekend. When we return, I want you to set us up as beneficiaries of each other’s wills and gather whatever signatures you need to make sure that Mia has the same access to our assets as I do.”

“Mia Perez or Mia Tomlinson?” He was on the ball.

“Tomlinson.” Mia answered. She wrapped her hand around my waist.

“Congratulations to the both of you. I will have everything ready on your return.” He didn’t even mention a pre-nup again. I like people who don’t try to beat a dead horse.

“Bob, from now on my name is Dale.” I hung up before he argued that one. I pulled Mia in close and kissed her.

“You know he might be right about the pre-nup. It would make everyone else feel better.” Mia was trying to be realistic. I was done being realistic.

“Nope, I am all in. If you murder me for my money it’s on me.” I smiled pulling her closer.

“And pass up on nude painting. Do you think I’m insane?” She gave me a passionate kiss.

I called up Brian Fitzgerald at Gem Works. “Mr. Tomlinson, I was rather surprised when your associate called.” He sounded a bit non-trusting.

“Please, call me Dale. I understand I can buy 30% of Gem Works for five million. I am interested as Bob must have informed you.” I was going to let greed take its course.

“It was the speed of the transaction the concerns me, Dale. These things usually take months. You want to move in hours.” Damn, I got a non-greedy one. Time for truth.

“I have a two stipulations to the purchase. They are the real reason. If you agree, the company has the funds it needs to grow. I will hold for a minimum of ten years. No other strings attached.” This was a no-bullshit guy.

“Name them.” Yep, no bullshit.

“Kyle Gladstone will get a 20% raise.” I forestalled the next question. “His actions allowed someone I love to avoid a horrible outcome. He needn’t know where it came from.”

“He’s a good kid… Done. What’s the other?” That was easy.

“The other concerns Thomas Patterson.” This one might be bit tougher.

“What do you want with that pompous ass?” Might not be as tough as I thought.

“He was going to be the horrible outcome.” I let that sink in. “I want to be able to fire him, and I want you to let him know I can do it.”

“Well that’s an easy yes. May I ask what the horrible outcome was?” That went better than expected.

“It’s better that you don’t know. You might fire him on the spot.” Brian sounds like a guy who might have him beaten first. “He will either quit or become a model employee when I am done with him.”

“He must have really pissed you off to spend five million to get a hold on him?” He was chuckling. “I would have let you have him for a lot less.”

“Oh, I still consider this an investment, Brian. If your expansion works as expected, I win twice.” I didn’t want him to think I just throw money down the drain.

“It will work. I’ll double you in five years.” He was extremely confident. “My lawyers are talking with yours. I trust we can sign by the end of the week.”

“I will give my lawyer power to sign and distribute the funds immediately. As soon as your lawyers are happy, it’s done.” I should have just given him a check and shook his hand.

“Great, I’ll have Patterson in my office at 3:00. Call me at 3:10, and I’ll leave you two alone.” He was chuckling again. “Sure is good doing business with you, Dale.”

“Same here, Brian.” we disconnected.

Mia and I went shopping. We let the store clerk talk us into way too many painting implements, and we picked paint for two rooms. Mia had a terrible time trying to pick the colors. She finally narrowed it down to five and made me a pick the winner. I made it look like I was considering them carefully. I actually did “eeny, meeny, miny, moe” in my mind. Two of the colors were so close, I couldn’t even tell the difference. That choice made, she picked accent colors. I couldn’t wait to paint.

We spent a few hours at a travel agent. Mia wanted this part to be perfect. I couldn’t believe she even suggested it. She hit a homerun as far as I was concerned.

The grocery store was a lot more fun. We got to find out a lot about what we like and dislike. We were totally compatible in the meat department, polar opposites when it came to vegetables. We both loved ice cream although we had to compromise on mint chocolate chip. I snuck some chocolate syrup into the cart. When I thought we were done, she took me back to the vegetables and grabbed the broccoli that I had poo-pooed earlier. I was told it was good for me, and if she had to serve it off her breasts to get me to eat it, she would. Broccoli was looking better all the time.

 

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California Dreamin’ – 1982 to 1984 – Arielle – Part 1

NSFW! Do Not Read this one at Work. It’s Filthy but all true!

Here’s a memory from Cali I absolutely love. Here I am in my band Haightwayten, rocking out whenever we can on the strip, and just living the dream in L.A. in the early eighties. I was working as a cashier and then they taught me how to be a cook at a really cool bar and grill in Santa Monica.

I couldn’t make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before I moved out of my parents house in ’82 but I learned so much going out in the world. I found that I loved to cook and have become and expert at cooking dinner for anybody I care about in my life.

When I got divorced from my wife in 2001 the one things she said she’d miss was my cooking.

She married another guy that was also deadly behind the grill but she destroyed that relationship too and now he’s back in Phoenix Az and hopefully happy to be away from her.

Anyway… It was 1982, and I was living in Santa Monica and rocking out and doing my thing. A friend of mine from the restaurant I worked for asked if I’d house sit for them while they were away in Vegas.

I of course agreed and it was easy money for me and I could just hang at their place in Brentwood for a week. Their house was gorgeous and I was honored that they trusted me with their place. They had a pool and I figured I could just hang and play guitar and work on songs while I was there.

I was sitting by the pool one day, just chilling. I was I think 19 at the time. I was just jamming on the acoustic and sipping a margarita.

The pool area was super private. As it should be. The place is secured and nobody is coming to see anybody in the pool area.

I was just soaking up the California rays and chilling when a pretty girl entered the heavely fenced area. She opened the gate cautiously and was surprised to see not the owners but a lean, blonde long haired guitarist sitting on one of the lounge chairs banging out some chords.

I wasn’t expecting anyone, so I was naturally surprised. I just wanted to drink, jam, and take a few dips in the pool to kill time. It actually felt good to be away from the band to be alone and create some new songs.

Well apparently their neighbor Arielle always came over and got to use their pool. She was surprised to see the tan shaggy haired guitar player sitting by the pool instead of her neighbors.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“Who are you?”

“Umm… I’m Arielle. I live next door. The Williams let me swim in their pool. I’m sorry is it okay?”

“I’m Chaz. I work with Shane at Merlin’s. They’re in Vegas this weekend and asked that I hang here.

She approached me. I don’t know how old this girl was when this all transpired. Arielle was only a bit over 5 feet tall. Dark hair, tan and very petite and fit. She was lovely. I feel that I should leave age out of this because it was 40 years ago, and I still don’t remember because I was a kid at the time when I think about it.

Maybe 16 or 17.  But I don’t remember. It was a long time ago.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Chaz. They let me swim in their pool whenever I want. Is that okay today. Cause if it’s not I get it.”

“No go ahead.”

She was smoking hot and I don’t give a shit. It’s not my pool and I get to jam on my guitar and just met this baby.

Arielle placed her towel down and quickly jumped into the pool. I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she swam back and forth and dove in and out of the pool. After a little while Arielle got out and laid down on her towel to to work on her tan. She was already nice and tan from her summer of swimming.

I looked at her carefully as she laid on her stomach with her head turned to the side. I examined every inch of her body. Her cute little toes and her nice tan muscular legs. Her butt was nice and round and her chest was pressed against the pool deck with her hair laying across her back and neck.

At 19 and being the fucker I was back then I decided to run the program.

“Did you put any sunscreen on Arielle?” I asked her. “No I couldn’t find some” she replied, and added “My parents went out of town for the weekend” and I think they took it with them. My mind began to work overtime as I imagined this sweet young girl left without any adult supervision.

“I have some here if you want to use it” I offered as I walked over to her. “Thanks” she replied. Taking it from my hands. She put some on her hands and then I offered to help her out. “Can I help you and get your back?”

“Yes” she replied.

 

 

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Sun Stories: Kita – Chapter 20 – Addicted to Tanning?

“UV light may trigger the same reward pathway in the brain as drugs such as heroin.”

I think Kita is addicted to tanning. I decided to do some research.

Experts have long wondered why many people tan regularly despite the known risk of skin cancer. Past studies suggest that the motivation is not just vanity—some tanning buffs have symptoms of dependence and withdrawal. Now a study in Cell adds more evidence that tanning is addictive. It showed that mice become dependent on beta-endorphin, a drug-like opioid molecule made by the skin under ultraviolet light.

A team at Massachusetts General Hospital scrutinized the opioid system, the reward pathway hijacked by drugs such as heroin, because the researchers had earlier found that beta-endorphin and the skin pigment melanin originate from the same protein. Other studies have also pointed to the opioid system; in one, frequent tanners showed withdrawal symptoms when they took a drug that blocked opioid receptors.

In the new study, shaved mice got a daily dose of UV light long enough to tan but not burn—on a par with 20 to 30 minutes in midday Florida sun for a fair-skinned human. After a few days, levels of beta-endorphin rose in the mice’s blood. Then the researchers rated pain tolerance, a marker of opioid dependence, using heat and touch. The UV mice had a pain threshold up to three times higher than mice that had not tanned. As levels of beta-endorphin rose, so did pain tolerance, suggesting the endorphin played a key role.

When the UV mice received an opioid blocker, their pain threshold reverted to normal, and they showed withdrawal symptoms such as shaking paws and chattering teeth. The mice even modified their behavior to avoid withdrawal: those that received opioid blockers in a dark box preferred to spend time in a white box, despite rodents’ natural penchant for darkness.

Humans and mice share these chemical processes, so the researchers believe beta-endorphin may cause addiction in people. Getting sun may be rewarding to the brain because we need vitamin D, explains David Fisher, a co-author of the study and director of the melanoma program at Mass General. Next Fisher hopes to investigate whether this pathway is involved in seasonal affective disorder, possibly providing a new therapeutic target.

 

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WHAT A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN WANTS: HALEY KALIL

“They say nice guys never win, but I strongly disagree. Nothing is more attractive than a humble, kindhearted man with an amazing sense of humor.”

Anyone who has already perused the 2019 Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue will no doubt recognize Haley Kalil.

The smoldering SI Swim rookie and wife of Houston Texans offensive tackle Matt Kalil is one of 16 breakout stars who grace the latest bikini annual.

But before Kalil was shot by top photographer Yu Tsai, the small-town stunner from Minnesota excelled in the academics, having graduated summa cum laude from St. Cloud State University with a double degree in medical biology and psychology long before SI came calling.

“I studied biomedical sciences and psychology in college. I worked in the hospital and an immunology lab until Sports Illustrated Swimsuit held an open casting call on Instagram,” she tells Maxim.

“I submitted a video, and bam! My life was changed forever! I went from doing single cell suspensions in no makeup and a lab coat to shooting on the beaches of Africa for the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue.”

The future couldn’t be brighter for this brainy beauty. Read on to learn about Kalil’s celeb crushes, dream date, pervasive love of Taco Bell and more.

How can a man catch your attention?

A funny guy wins the girl every time. They say nice guys never win, but I strongly disagree. Nothing is more attractive than a humble, kindhearted man with an amazing sense of humor.

What’s the worst pick-up line you’ve ever heard?

“Do you do karate? Because your body is KICKING.” I hate to say it, but I laughed.

How do you let a man know you’re interested?

If a woman is interested, you will know. She will want to spend time with you. She will want to text you back. She will want to tell you about her life. If she’s not taking the time to do those things…sorry man, she’s just not that into you.

Tell us about your ideal date.

I don’t like anything too fancy. I love just walking around NYC on a beautiful summer night talking about anything and everything. Maybe stopping at a little diner to eat French toast at 1 a.m. Throw in an epic escape room and I’m sold!

What about a man turns you on the most?

I think intelligence is sexy. Nothing is sexier than a man that can code an entire software update or solve a nearly impossible synthesis problem in organic chemistry.

When do you feel sexiest?

I feel the sexiest when I’m surrounded by the people I love. Whether that’s while I’m in a tight dress with some killer makeup or in my sweatpants stuffing Thai food into my face. I gain confidence from being surrounded the people who care about me…and confidence makes me feel sexy.

Who’s your biggest celebrity crush?

My male crush would be Ryan Reynolds. I mean, have you seen Deadpool? ‘Nuff said! The dude is funny as can be! And my female crush would be Angelina Jolie. She’s gorgeous, accomplished, and a total boss.

What’s on your favorite music playlist?

I’m such a stereotype, I listen to the “new releases” on iTunes music. Don’t judge me though…they’ve got some JAMS on there.

Do you have a favorite athlete or sports team?

Matt Kalil. He’s a beast. Best NFL player there is. Quite a babe, too!

What fashion brands do you like the best?

I don’t like spending tons of money on clothing because I’d much rather spend it on my HBO subscription and Postmates. So Forever 21 is my go-to for less expensive clothing that’s cute and fits well!

What’s your favorite meal?

Taco Bell. A chicken and cheese quesadilla with extra jalapeño sauce, two Chipotle Chicken Grillers, a soft-shell beef taco, cinnamon twists, and a large Sierra Mist. It’s heaven on earth.

What’s your favorite thing to do in the bedroom?

Sleep.

And what should a man never do in the bedroom?

There’s a lot of things you shouldn’t do in the bedroom. Don’t try to fry a chicken with a flame thrower. Don’t fill your bed with 800 ping pong balls. I mean, the list goes on and on…

Ha, we see what you did there. Have any sexy fantasies?

Eating Taco Bell in my pajamas while watching reruns of South Park. That’s about the sexiest thing I can think of.

Lastly, what’s your guiltiest pleasure?

Ordering hundreds of dollars of Postmates from a restaurant that literally right down the street because I don’t want to get out of bed.

For more, follow Haley on Instagram.

 

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California Dreamin’ – 1982 to 1984 – Side Piece

One evening I was just hanging in my front yard in Santa Monica when I noticed a girl pull up and park. She sat there for a few minutes too long and looked quite frazzled. I was half-tempted to go see if she was alright, but sat back and let her be until she got out of her car and approached my front gate.

In disarray, she was trying to meet up with someone nearby but couldn’t remember the exact address and asked if she could use the phone inside my place. (Years before the first cell phone!)

Now normally I wouldn’t let just anyone into my house without knowing them, but let’s just say she was without a doubt attractive, not to mention had a pretty revealing top on, and I figured what’s the worst that could happen? So I let her in and we both engaged in conversation on my couch. She makes her phone call and whoever was on the other end says they’ll have to call her right back. I give her my number and she relays it to the party on the other end of the line.

She seemed alright, but I kept getting the vibe she had something more she wanted to say, which is when she eventually let me in on the fact that she was sorta seeing someone. She went on, ‘Yeah, but he’s kinda famous, and it’s not suppose to be known that we’re hanging out because he sorta has a girlfriend.’ I said alright and wasn’t even going to press who it was, but she finally revealed that the “kinda famous person” was lo and behold Rob Lowe and that she was reluctant to meet up with him at this party she was headed to.

The phone rang and she answered it. She abruptly grabbed her things, and awkwardly stood there. I must have been making inappropriate eye contact at one point or another, because she then went ahead and goes, ‘You could touch ‘em if you want, for letting me use your  phone and all… ’ Yep, she was talking about her boobs. However, I got the feeling she was crazy, plus they clearly were fake, so I sent her on her way.

 

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Celebrity Sightings: Vanessa Hudgens – Part 7

I absolutely adore Vanessa Hudgens. She is a great actress who has stupendous legs.

 

Discography

Concert tours

Headlining
Opening act

Awards and nominations

Year Association Category Nominated work Result Ref.
2006 Imagen Foundation Awards Best Actress – Television High School Musical Nominated [145]
Teen Choice Awards Choice TV Chemistry (shared with Zac Efron) High School Musical Won [146]
Choice TV Breakout Star High School Musical Nominated [146]
2007 Choice Music: Breakout Artist – Female N/A Won [147]
Young Artist Awards Best Performance in a TV Movie, Miniseries, or Special (Comedy or Drama) – Leading Young Actress High School Musical Nominated [148]
2008 Teen Choice Awards Choice Hottie N/A Won [149]
2009 Kids’ Choice Awards Favorite Movie Actress High School Musical 3: Senior Year Won [150]
MTV Movie Awards Breakthrough Female Performance High School Musical 3: Senior Year Nominated [151]
Best Kiss (shared with Zac Efron) High School Musical 3: Senior Year Nominated [151]
Teen Choice Awards Choice Movie Actress: Music/Dance High School Musical 3: Senior Year Nominated [152]
Choice Movie: Liplock (shared with Zac Efron) High School Musical 3: Senior Year Nominated [152]
Choice Hottie N/A Nominated [152]
2010 ShoWest Female Star of Tomorrow N/A Won [153]
Australian Kids’ Choice Awards Cutest Couple High School Musical 3: Senior Year Won [154]
2011 People’s Choice Awards Favorite Movie Star Under 25 N/A Nominated [155]
Teen Choice Awards Red Carpet Fashion Icon – Female N/A Nominated [156]
Choice Movie: Liplock (shared with Alex Pettyfer) Beastly Nominated [156]
2012 Choice Movie Actress: Sci-Fi/Fantasy Journey 2: The Mysterious Island Nominated [157]
2013 Kids’ Choice Awards Favorite Movie Actress Journey 2: The Mysterious Island Nominated [158]
Alliance of Women Film Journalists Awards Actress Most in Need Of A New Agent (shared with Ashley BensonRachel Korine & Selena Gomez) Spring Breakers Nominated [159]
2014 MTV Movie Awards Best Kiss (shared with Ashley Benson & James Franco) Spring Breakers Nominated [160]
Young Hollywood Awards Trendsetter Award N/A Won [161]
[162]
2017 Teen Choice Awards “See Her” Award N/A Won [163]

 

 

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