To Live and Grind in L.A.

~Happy Moan Day With Your Mighty Mundo Meteor~

2013-05-20T00:30:00.000-07:00

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Happy 500th Posting, Grinders!

Sandra LONDON
p.s.: Read about the brightest lunar happening EVAR ;)

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Getting You Over The Hump: Sandra LONDON Does Tom Sawyer

2013-05-15T16:17:00.001-07:00

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HAPPY TA-TAS TUESDAY: On Making Dough From What Ya Know

2013-05-14T20:11:00.002-07:00

Ok. So, like, I'm re-compiling my IRL library and I stumbled over one or two of my fun, throw-back books of yore...one was 100 Ways to Make $ In Your Spare Time ....(as if!!!)

but, anyways, seeing as how I did begin to go through some of the more interesting choices during a broadcast several episodes ago, I figured, hey, why not make that into a post?

So, I looked through it once again and came up with the top 6 things that looked cool and do-able...and the top 6 to go running, crying, and wholly absent from.

It is often fun for me to go back to my school-daze mindset of, whaddya wanna be when you grow up, and that is never that hard to do, as I don't think we humans ever really grow up...

We grow WEIRD, surely....and complicated.....and....ehh...somewhat wiser, maybe?

But sometimes terribly, terribly short-sighted. Aren't you so happy that I have chosen to speak for all of (wo)mankind? Truly?!?!

Anyways..

Well, I dunno...at least for me...these are things I'd do (or do MORE of) if and when I had a spare lifetime(!!!!) as well as some things that I do not ever, ever see myself as ever intentionally deciding to do...and cannot remember ever being so inclined!!!

Ahh...meanwhile...enjoy...and I will be uploading pictures/vids to break up this text (and that of future text!) in short order.....

SIX JOB-LIKE THINGS THAT COULD BE FUN

-> ART BROKER
Know a good thing/relic/artifact when I see it? Do I EVAR! Um, ya, why not?

-> DANCING LESSONS
This is Narcissism in Action...and I LOVE it! =)

-> FREELANCE RESEARCHER/SECRETARY
Well, as many of you are well aware, I art quite the infovore!!! Yeah, emphasis on the FREE part of it....I still don't quite 'get' the idea of getting paid TO learn. But, ya =)

-> MANUSCRIPT EDITING
Totally! I can be verbose on my own behalf at times, but I know when and where to snip it...on behalf of others. Totally.

-> TRANSLATING/INTERPRETING
I already do this with disturbing regularity ( ;) ) , but I guess, in this instance, it would be like....quadruplifying the sheer amount of data and quantum and the like....hmm....

SIX JOB-LIKE THINGS THAT ARE F***K-NO-GO!!!

-> ANTIQUE REBUILD/REFINISH
Because I have a tendency to not 'get it' when it comes to exacting precision when dealing with delicacies....I'm the Ram in the China shop (no bueno!)

-> GRINDING AND SHARPENING <BUT NOT IN *THAT* WAY>
Well, I'm no Jodi....
(KIDDING!!! Or, wait...lol...I actually think she got a pretty raw deal per her send-off gift to the Undertaker (or, perhaps, inelastic stony walls ad nauseam). I can see 2nd degree or manslaughter. I see no pre-med in that woman, is all. Those bro-roomies are so very, very... privileged. I'mma say it....Just sayin'. *shrugs*)

-> PRINTING AND SERVICES
I get ENOUGH of this insanity with day-to-day processings of me own. I'll pass on any extra duties in this area for the foreseeable future!

-> RECORDING SPECIAL EVENTS
'Cuz I'd want to be IN the movie(s).....duh....And that's not fair!!! lol

-> PROSPECT LIST COMPILATION
Too much like hunting for Bambi! Aww...

-> SEWING INSTRUCTION/PATTERN RE-MAKING
Me and needles do NOT get along. Never have, never will. Can you say, OUCH?!?! rofl

And, like I said before, exacting precision with literal, small tiny objects and measurements...and maths....are you kidding me?!?!

If my seams distress themselves, it's off to the vintage store or shopping mall...or the nether regions of my closet. I can fill the gap! <giggles>

Laisse-tomber, quoi!

Sandra LONDON

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~Our Little Death~ (NEW Erotica- Poetry)

2013-05-13T10:28:00.001-07:00

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I'll Put You Up
Along My Smile

Bring You Back Down
Under Awhile

Fill You With Life
With A Whisp O' Death

'Til We're Both Running
Clear
Out Of Breath

'Til We Expire
On Sins and Sighs

On Dreams and Fears
Upon Our Thighs

We'll Bury Deep
Here
Counting Sheep

To Rise And Shine
In Our Daily Grind

-THE END

In Exhale,
Sandra LONDON

~ Happy Hot Mamis' Day: For Goodness' Sake =) ~

2013-05-12T11:33:00.005-07:00

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY ~@

Flowers Spring To Blossom Where She Walks

The Careful Ways of Duty;

Our Hard, Stiff Lines Of Life With Her

Are Flowing Curves of Beauty

- John Greenleaf Whittier

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Hooked Into Machines With A Divine Tail Indeed ;)

2013-05-09T13:15:00.001-07:00

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~Happy TaTas With A Tuesday Triple-Play~

2013-05-07T20:56:00.000-07:00

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Happy Moan Day: With XXX Chat from SexCon Naked Girls and Playtime

2013-05-06T15:17:00.001-07:00

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Happy Moan Day, Grinders!!!
Last night was....WILD.
And that is putting it rather mildly.
Did you miss out?!?!
Listen to the sounds of moans, squeals, exhales, and exactly which brand of "Special" is most inclusive of my buddies and me on the wire last night!!!

LiveandGrind

Rewind Your Cinco,
Sandra LONDON
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Sunday Sillies With Sandra: Zach Galifianakis LIVE at the Purple Onion

2013-05-05T13:50:00.003-07:00

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***Attn: Special Two Hour Super Sunday Edition of Playtime This Weekend

2013-05-03T21:18:00.001-07:00

Ok, yeah. What the heck, sugar bunnies?!!?! How the hell are ya? <Yeah, Is it not hot as Hades down in the SoCal and yonder?>

Um, it is now officially May 2013, and I have no way to tell you heads or tails as to where the heck April went!

Perhaps you have noticed....and yeah, "I" have noticed, as well....that I have been rather sparse lately...
or, at least last month, with regular postings/updates/pics, etc.

I'm sad about that, but can I just tell you.....if you could see the sheer amount of energy, work, toil, sweat, paperwork, heavy lifting, and general thin-spreading I have been up to, as of late, you would be.....well, me.

Or, like me. Or, um...lol....

Um, yes, but, never fear!!!!

I am, as I now type, making a silent, cerebral oath or what have you to get right back to my more usual updatings....

Now with MORE capabilities, features, possibilities, and...uhh....like..just, like, I dunno...stuff that you will likely think is cool/novel/neato/wtf....

I am happy with any and/or all of the aforementioned sentiments, so long as the Grind tickles your tatas, twigs, berries, peaches....and whiskers...=)

I totally have started most every day with the 'idea' to post something, template pulled up all pretty-like...and a very pretty, quite well-rounded theme and such to boot..!

But, in-betwixt all the In-Real-Time deadlines, upgrades, and positionings and all, well....like, somehow...

Themes became drafts which.....can become dusty rather quickly...or draft-y or....

Well, um, does that count as an explanation yet?

Plz say yes!

Ok, cool.

Um, well, the point of tonight's post was to gear you all up for this Sunday's broadcast, which will be two hours to make up for last week's unrequited broadcast.

I totally tried, y'all, but um, I swear, I could get nearly every page BUT the log-in page of BlogTalkRadio to work on my laptop...and it took until well past 930pm to even pull up the BTR homepage.

I was livid!

And, yet, it is not the net's knot that caused the lack of virtual studio entry.....it was the wavy wires that bind.

The horror!

Well, all is swell and awesome now.

I hope you will tune in and turn me up, so I can turn you on and wind you down this Sunday evening, ladies and gentlepersons. ;)

Swooning Soon,
Sandra LONDON

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~Rounding Up Your Weekend In A Day~ (Music Video)

2013-04-28T18:57:00.001-07:00

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~TGIF With Seventy Two Hours~

2013-04-26T11:35:00.003-07:00

Music: "Elephant Song" by 72 Hours
Performance by Sandra LONDON
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Getting You Over The Hump With The Biker Dame =)

2013-04-24T13:43:00.000-07:00

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~Happy Moan Day With Hilarious Pick-Ups~

2013-04-22T11:13:00.000-07:00

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~Getting You Over The Hump With Cristina A In Paradise~

2013-04-17T13:08:00.000-07:00

Cristina A


Eye color	blue
Hair color	brown
Height	170 cm
Weight	57 kg
Breast size	small
Measurements	91/66/89
Country	Russian Federation
Ethnicity	Caucasian

Cristina's Extended Bio

"I like swimming in the sea. I have a long holiday twice a year and there I have an active rest. I try to see a lot of historical places and meet with different people to try understand their culture." -Met-Art Model, Cristina A.

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Happy Ta Ta Tuesday With Hot Lines In Reno

2013-04-16T17:10:00.001-07:00

RENO 911: MIAMI QUOTES

Does anybody have any ideas? -Lieutenant Jim Dangle

What about... a phone... you can smell through... -Deputy Trudy Weigel

You guys here for the suck-fest? -Motel Owner

I became a police officer because my doctor told me I needed to get out of the house more. -Deputy Trudy Wiegel

I just had the weirdest dream -Deputy Travis Junior

You know you're driving, right?

-Lieutenant Jim Dangle [hits a porto-potty]

No one was in it. -Deputy Travis Junior {looking back}

Oh my God, if I've been stabbed, I'm gonna be so pissed! -Deputy Clementine Johnson

Any last words? -Jeff Spoder

Ummm... Uhhhh... Ummm He liked it? NO! Wait! -Lieutenant Jim Dangle

You got anything down there? -Tattoo Artist {pointing to Clementine's crotch}

Actually, I have nothing down there. Just like a Barbie. -Deputy Clementine Johnson

I've understood, like, every third word you've said to me the entire time I've known you. -Jeff Spoder {to the druglord}

We got a call about lewd behavior on the boardwalk and you are the only thing I see around here that could qualify as lewd.-Deputy Raineesha Williams

How is this...? I'm not lewd at all... I don't even know what... Wait, lube or lewd?" -Terry

Who gave topless a gun?-Deputy Travis Junior: [one of the topless ladies on the beach is holding a pistol]

At The Center of a Giggle,

Sandra LONDON

SOURCES:

www.moviefanatic.com

www.great-quotes.com

www.comedycentral.com

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Getting You Over The Hump With An AQUA Stocking Fetish

2013-04-10T17:20:00.000-07:00

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Happy Moan Day: ~Bringin' You the Body on Buddha's BDAY~

2013-04-08T21:25:00.001-07:00

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Getting You Over The Hump in 451 Degrees

2013-04-03T18:06:00.000-07:00

"Why is it," he said, one time, at the subway entrance, "I feel I've known you so many years?"
"Because I like you," she said, "and I don't want anything from you.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“Stuff your eyes with wonder, he said, live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“There must be something in books, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing.”

“The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“Don't ask for guarantees. And don't look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“A book is a loaded gun in the house next door...Who knows who might be the target of the well-read (wo)man?”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“Nobody listens anymore. I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me, I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls. I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it'll make sense. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“I don't talk things, sir. I talk the meaning of things.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Raising Your Fahrenheit,
Sandra LONDON
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~Happy Ta Ta Tuesday With Caprice A. in BEREZIA~

2013-04-02T09:37:00.003-07:00

Sex Art Model, Caprice A.

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NEW: " IDYLLIC: ORATIO OBLIQUA" by Sandra LONDON

2013-03-27T16:25:00.001-07:00

~ IDYLLIC: ORATIO OBLIQUA~

Yesterday morning, or perhaps last night, Celeste will wake up dead.

It will take quite some time before she will take note of this.

Celeste will have just ventured out, the evening before, with her BestFriendForever, Ashlynn Jameson, to seek out a new restaurant and bar, Le Colisee.

Dave will not appear too excited about this, and Celeste will worry that he may be upset by the time upon which she returns---especially if she should so happen to have spent far too much time catching up with her long-time friend, with whom she will have not seen in a little over an academic year.

Ashlynn has been on a study abroad exchange of some sort---premised upon Classical Literature and Ancient Mythology or something like this.

Ashlynn's long-winded, bubbly digests are quite familiar to all.

In fact, they register quite regularly as a “cc:all” expose to her steady circulation of friends, as well as the many more recent admirers she will have gathered along the way.

Mykonos....Athens....Barcelona...CATalonia...(as Ashlynn has never fail to educate her fellow, feathered ilk).....

All this...and even more, still, ...and, yet, always all the best parts....divulged solely for Celeste's pervy perusal and private consumption...

And so now, Celeste will be able to unearth even more....always more..about her darling girlfriend's heady endeavours and their lusty conclusion.

Ah, for example,......Tomas, the hunky, highly adroit Catalonian, with whom Ashley has only just memorialized a Great Escape to Venezia ....

A sweet, but sordid, escapade, culminating with tentative, then turbulent, finger-filled dalliances to the tune of that silent symphony on the muddy waters of a midnight gondola ride...

A tasty bon appetit, indeed, for el senor, fanned beneath her popularly peasant skirt....and how Ashlynn would squirm re-living how she would try her best to ignore the rocking and swaying of that small, floating apparatus so many millions of light-years away from the crunchy granola of her more usual endives...

Like Hendry's Beach off the Pacific Coast......or a stolen moment of picnicking a la va va voom on checkered, gingham blankets..or were they Freddy's Burgers napkins...?

Ashley will have developed a learned disdain for those comparatively milder throws of passion----long-gone and tossed out to sea--- amid the persistent flow of tides along the edges of humanity....

Celeste is more than willing to subsume this all the while...... emptying recollections of fuzzy, fading remnants of her own times passed......

Like losing her Bon Genre Jeans to the Pacific Coast in a newly naked embrace,

Her soaked front pockets bearing down, impeding resistance, reuniting with Donnie's t-shirt, their having become saddled with quarters readied for a midnight sack of colorless bra-and-panty-laundry and Donnie's short sleeves.

All this in salute to the elements, yet little more than a mere pittance to Mother Nature, herself.

But, no, no.

Celeste will quickly return to the seedy seat of novelty, smack dab in front row, where things were a LOT less pedestrian.

You see, Ashlynn was a LADY in Europe.

That being so, it was only polite, then, to allow her beau, Tomas, to have a gander at her prized and pretty pink possession, and unthinkable to lie concealed indelicately beneath some nondescript fabric of commodity.

Ah, yes, Celeste will be most eager to relish all of these naughty delicts abroad, in real time, after all that she has devoured at length before her computer screen.

Things were going to get real.

Celeste will reach out, compelled by her quest to fully expose those secret treasures of abandon, in concert she hopes, with her long-time beau .

She has lived for the date of this reunion, it seems, and a lustful re-mixing of the familiar: the widening of Ashlynn's complicit, dazzling hazel-green eyes, her full breasts thrusting forward out of habit, as she embarks anew, weaving her delicious narrative to life.

David will not know what hit him.

Certainly, yes, Celeste has been yearning for this sort of gathering for much more than a fortnight.

And now she wants to collect .

Her attention will divert, at moments, upon........

The thought of Ashlynn's cheeks, which usually tend towards rosy when she is just about to spill the raciest of spoils.

The impish dive of Ashlynn's heart-shaped head, as she lowers her gaze mid-sentence;

The corners of her girlfriend's lips, when they curl conspiratorially;

Their interchange will commingle, as they often do, laced with sheepish smirks of self-censorship and bouts of sheer, bemused embarrassment;

False modesty will peel away as Ashlynn's hushed giggles tell all.

Together, they will find it increasingly troublesome to fight back the tears of merriment.

Time and again, they may attempt to stifle and compress Ashlynn's naughty narrative at irregular intervals, shielding themselves from spectators' wandering eyes and wondering ears.

And, of course, the waiter will come near making his proverbial rounds-----mostly mid-bite.

Just like clockwork.

Just to see if “everything's alright.”

And it will be.

And so very much more than 'alright.'”

Celeste will encroach progressively as the night waxes on, building upon each succulent recantation of her muse.

Celeste will catalog all manner of happenstance this evening, hoping to unleash her very own brand of sex magic, just this once, but precisely where and when she should.

She will attempt to widen the circle .

Just for one.

Or, well, her party of one.

Ah, the sweet, unassuming, ever-so-devoted David.

Now, ordinarily, Celeste would have had no difficulty casting forth a reasonable reproduction of her notorious pal's far-flung charisma.

But her rehearsals were largely confined to solitary pursuit.

Mostly.

Yet, here, Celeste will assume certain studied positions, on this once upon a night.

It is a given that she will start out well enough.

She will advance with all the more purpose between the unforeseen hours of this endless night.

Celeste's impending desire will mount bit by bit, eager to rejoice, relive, and suddenly give rise to a fait accompli.

She races full speed ahead without regard for what could have otherwise resulted from certain derisive acts of jamais-vu.

Celeste will have hastened the destiny which stirs so immutably within, in spite of herself.

By definition, Celeste has had plenty of ...well, practice... gleaned from that steady stream of salacious digest------- awash with the magnetic agony, ecstasy, and octane-laden discourse which spawns over-easy from randy wild-child, Ashlynn.

Celeste has been au courant for such a very long time.

More often than not, perhaps, this feverish intoxication could have topped off, occasioning itself to die a warm, slow, heady little death.

Until this one night, her fantasies would have remained burrowed within the exclusive domain of private life:

Slipping through solely during hidden, unspecified stretches of time;

Shrouded within and beneath her stark-white bedroom linen;

Finding their welcome respite, peacefully atop Celeste's personal pleasure chamber.

Normally, she would have flicked about, pressing persistently with her tiny, finely tuned digits---- until she stopped.

However, this time around, not so much.

On this other day or night, something else will have come to pass instead....and rather remarkably so.

And all because, and perhaps only because, at the culmination of this very grand soiree and pleasure-filled reconnaissance...things really won't seem all that different.

Not at first .

And, yet, after all this, somehow it all must cease to be.

Because Celeste will wake up dead.

******END******

(Rough Edit)
WRITTEN by Sandra LONDON on MARCH 19th, 2013.

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Have A Bodaciously Bad-Arse User Friendly Tuesday

2013-03-26T14:16:00.002-07:00

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The Birthday Girl: Come Groove With Me In La Vie Exotique

2013-03-24T14:30:00.000-07:00

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~Getting You Over The Hump Fantastically Well~

2013-03-20T22:45:00.001-07:00

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~TGIF: Gesundheit, Nietzsche!!!~

2013-03-15T13:12:00.001-07:00

“There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.”

“Without music, life would be a mistake.”

“I love those who do not know how to live for today.”

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