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Lion said he told me he was going to do another boner juice injection. I don’t remember him saying it. Of course, I’m up to my elbows in complex stuff for most of the day. It’s entirely possible I didn’t really hear him. What’s more, I probably did what he does when I say something and he’s in the middle of something: “Okay.”

About ten minutes after the injection, Lion came in the bedroom sporting a woody. Well, part of one. Sometimes it doesn’t completely inflate until I get involved. He considers this a failure. He wants to be rock hard right off the bat. I’m fine with finessing it. He’s looking for an insertable boner. So off we go for higher doses.

At some point, he’ll get to the correct dosage. It’s possible he needs a stronger compound of the drugs. Then we’ll have to start all over with the lower doses building up to the correct dose. I guess it all depends on how much juice he needs to produce that insertable boner.

I think a longer-lasting boner is more important than an insertable one. After all, if I’m putting clothespins on the boys, weenie has to play along. Obviously, even more important is his being turned on. If he’s excited, it stands to reason Mr. Weenie will stand up taller. Again, I don’t mind helping the cause along. I just want enough of a woody to give him a nice orgasm.

We are laying in the supplies for Lion’s ham radio antenna. Amazon has been delivering boxes and pouches for days. I have to hack away at the maple tree next to the chimney before I can get Lion Radio up and running. I’ve needed to prune it for a while. The branches are going every which way. I’d cut it completely down, but I don’t think the landlord would appreciate it.

All systems are go for his test tomorrow. I always knew he was a ham. Now he’ll have the license to prove it.

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It looks like the folks at WordPress.com have been attacking sexually-oriented blogs again. One blog, Denying Thumper has been around longer than us. Apparently, the folks at his hosting company (Automatic.com) suddenly decided his content is not suitable for them to carry. This is insane since his site is a well-respected male chastity blog with a long history of well-written posts. If you go to his URL (Link), you get a page from WordPress.com saying that the content was removed because it was unsuitable for their tender, right-wing minds.

Years ago, this blog was hosted by Automatic. I was threatened several times regarding our “adult” content. It cost us over $300 a year for their hosting services. I moved us to a less expensive and adult-friendly service provider. We moved again when the new provider got too expensive. We made another move for technical reasons. For the last couple of years, our blog lives in the cloud. It’s a bit more expensive, but then we’ve grown quite a bit. Most importantly, there aren’t any censors or technical limits.  I’m very happy with our hosting provider.

There are two big outfits that offer free hosting. Automatic (wordpress.com) is probably the largest. You can get a starter blog going for free. If you want any frills, expect to start paying. Blogger, a Google company, is the other main provider. A few years ago, Google decided to eliminate all adult blogs on its service. After a huge fuss by the online community, Google reversed itself and is happy to host adult content. Unlike wordpress.com, Google puts up an interstitial page with a warning in front of adult sites. I think that’s a fair way to do things. It’s possible to have an acceptable-if-basic blog for free on Blogger.

Of course, beggars can’t be choosers and there is very little selection when it comes to site design on the Google service. WordPress.com offers a lot more design flexibility. The tradeoff is that WordPress limits its free sites to very limited content and will start charging if too many people visit the sites. Blogger doesn’t do that.

Most hosting services censor their customers’ content. Sex-friendly hosting companies are rare. There are a few. One that I like is EasyWP, which is offered by Namecheap.com. Namecheap is one of the world’s largest domain name registrars. They are famous for their steadfast defense of their customer’s privacy. Other registrars like Godaddy have frequently caved to government pressure and revealed details about their customers. Anyway, Namecheap offers EasyWP which is an inexpensive, easy-to-use WordPress hosting service. We used it for a couple of years. We only left because they restricted the use of a plugin we like. It’s the one that shows links to the latest posts on blogs we follow.

Quite a few bloggers have no experience working with websites. There is a learning curve associated with starting any blog. Services like Blogger and WordPress.com make it a little easier. EasyWP is just as simple to use as WordPress.com. It’s too bad that WordPress.com is so anti-sex. I hope that Thumper decides to move his site to a friendlier host.

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I am spending most of my time taking practice FCC tests for my ham license. My scores are good, and I’m hopeful that I will pass my tests on Friday afternoon. It isn’t so much that I have a compulsive need to become a ham as much as I think the process of being licensed is good for my brain. It’s being forced to acquire a lot of new information. This sort of activity is important if I want to keep what wits I have as I age. I’m also sure that being set up with radios that are independent of the cell towers is important when disaster strikes. Every single natural and man-made disaster has found ham radio operators a big help in saving lives. We live in a relatively unpopulated area subject to wildfires, earthquakes, and the occasional volcanic eruption. Add to those hazards the occasional flood, and you can see the benefit of being prepared.

All this new hardware and knowledge acquisition help distract me from the reality that I can’t get hard without help. A lot of the stuff that we have enjoyed becomes much more difficult when I need to give myself a $10 injection to get hard. Spontaneity is a thing of the past. Anything that requires me to be hard has to wait for me to inject Trimix and wait the ten minutes or so it takes for my erection. I find this very disappointing. Add the high cost, and you can see that we have very limited opportunities for sexual fun.

Maybe we need to bring back activities that don’t depend on a stiff weenie. The shock collar doesn’t care if I’m hard or not. Nor does it matter if I’m aroused when we play spanking games. For that matter, anal play doesn’t require a stiffy, either. On the occasions that I do inject the Trimix, my erection will last an hour or more (We haven’t gotten to the optimum dose yet, so we don’t know how long it will be hard). Since that boner doesn’t require much maintenance–I’m hard whether I’m aroused or not–Mrs. Lion can use that time for fun and games.

The challenge is going to be building new habits to replace the old. Maybe we need the dreaded Box O’Fun again. I always depended on being aroused for fuel to get me through more difficult play. I’m not sure exactly what will happen now. Does my loss of the ability to get hard also mean I am unable to be sexually aroused? Do I have to be hard as a condition of arousal? I don’t know. I’m not even sure how to find out. I suspect that an erection is necessary for arousal.  However, with the injection, arousal is not necessary for an erection. Interesting, no?

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Lion is getting all the supplies he needs to have a base station for his ham radio. His theory is that he can’t hear anyone on the radio because the signal isn’t strong enough. That requires an antenna mounted on the roof. Well, the chimney, at least.  I don’t understand the purpose of the handheld radio. When I was talking about being separated from him in an emergency, he said we don’t need a radio in the car. Huh? Isn’t the handheld radio one more thing I have to lug along with me in case of emergencies? Anyway, I digress.

Every time he talks to me about the radio, he gets upset when I don’t understand what he means. He’s been researching it. I give less than half a crap about it, but I’m trying to understand anyway. I’d think asking questions would be a good thing. I’m trying to get my head wrapped around how the antenna is being mounted. I haven’t seen pictures of any part of it. Again, he’s been researching it. It’s important because I’m going to be hanging off a ladder to mount it.

This is not what I thought I’d be doing on my long weekend. Lion offered to hire our handyman to do it, but that seems like a waste of money. I can climb a ladder. I can put up mounting brackets. Easy as pie. (Did you hear my eyes roll just then?) Lion thinks he can help. I don’t see how he’s going to stand on uneven ground and hand me the antenna. Nope. It’s a one-lioness show.

Once I get that done, I want to fix the mount for our weather station. It’s been tipping, so we don’t get an accurate reading for rainfall. If there’s one thing we have, it’s rainfall. That involves a ladder too. Let’s see how ambitious I am. The other outside chores are weed whacking and moving some stones near the front sidewalk. They’re a tripping hazard for Lion. There are rocks all over the place. I’ve been annoyed with them since we moved in. Time for them to go.

I’m so glad I have an extra day off.