My Letter To Mayor Daley

Dear Mayor Daley:

You probably don't remember me, but my father was your father's mailman many, many years ago. In fact, when I was a kid, my father used to take me on his mail route with him and we actually met.

Your mother and father were so nice to my family when my father passed away.

I would like to return the favor, by attempting to help you with your most recent problem.

Now, I heard that this year, the City of Chicago will have the LARGEST budget shortfall in recent memory.

According to CBS 2, "Next year's budget is so far out of whack that Mayor Daley is delaying it for several weeks"

The economy has blown a hole as large as $400 MILLION in the city's proposed more then $5 BILLION budget

14th Ward Alderman Ed Burke stated that, "We need to find ways to tighten the belt of the city's budget".

Well, Mayor Daley, I have a plan.

The city needs more revenue. That is a no brainer.

How about legalizing prostitution. That way, you could bring in more revenue by imposing an entertainment tax on it.

You could also require that the ladies would have to obtain business licenses.

That, in and of itself would: Get girls off the street, and bring in two new sources of income for the city.

The 2,000 non-union employees earning more then $75,000 a year would not have to take three unpaid days off.

That way, you would not have to sell off city assets.

The bigger bonus would be that you would not risk everyone's wrath by raising sales taxes.

Mayor Daley, it is so simple ~ why mess with people's jobs? Why raise taxes?

Legalizing prostitution in Illinois, THE RIGHT WAY, would make you a rock star to everyone in the city.

Please feel free to email me if you need any help whatsoever.

Sincerely,

Kelly Shannon

A Really Good Day

Yesterday was an amazing day. I met a gent who had previously seen a lady who was a popular blogger on Escort Blogs but has since retired.

What a WONDERFUL man!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes, you just "click" with the person and it is an amazing.

It turns out that we grew up in the same neighborhood. We probably passed each other on the street or saw each other in a store and ..... who would have thunk it.

This man really made me feel good about choosing this profession. It's guys like him that make me happy to be a companion.

A Dog's Letter to God

Dear God:

Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good Dog.

1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.

2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.

3. The Litter Box is not a cookie jar.

4. The sofa is not a 'face towel'.

5. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff..

6. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.


7. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying 'hello'.

8. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table .

9. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.

10. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.

11. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch.

12. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.

P.S. Dear God: When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?

'Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened'

The Tale of The Taunting Squirrel

So, I am taking my dogs for a walk yesterday. They are feeling a whole heck of a log better. I stopped to talk to my neighbor, who I fondly refer to as Mrs. Kravitz (for those of you who don't know who I am talking about ~ Mrs. Kravitz was the nosy neighbor on Bewitched).

Anyway, my puggle LOVES to chase squirrels. He saw this squirrel and started barking. The squirrel had NO FEAR. He did a little tale shake and started running back and forth TAUNTING MY DOG.

My poor puggle was going nuts.

The squirrel then ran almost right up to my dog and then ran away....AGAIN HE WAS TAUNTING MY DOG.

I swear to God the squirrel then did a FLIP and ran up a tree right in front of my dog.

The squirrel was LITERALLY TAUNTING this dog which was almost 10 times bigger then he. I have no idea what this squirrel was up to but it was one of the craziest things I have ever seen in my life.

"The Cab Ride"

This was sent to me the other day by a client. I think it is important that everyone read this post.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT~ THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.

THE CAB RIDE

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. When I arrived at 2:30 am, the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, and then drive away.

But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself.

So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute,' answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing,' I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.'

'Oh, you're such a good boy,' she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.

'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.'

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had worked during World War II as an elevator operator when the men were off at war.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous of us and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.


'Nothing,' I said

'You have to make a living,' she answered.

'There are other passengers,' I responded. Then almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'


I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?

What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may
consider a small one.

The Word of the Day is ~ Dogs

He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.

~Anon~

Since my son has, temporarily moved back in with me, I now once again have two dogs.

My dogs go to daycare. When they came home last week, a little note was tied around their neck saying that a dog came in with Doggie Flu.

If you don't know what Doggie Flu is ~ it's symptoms mimic Kennel Cough. Doggie Flu is an airborne virus and is HIGHLY CONTAGIOUS.

Damn

So my dogs are now going to Grandma and Grandpa's house every day instead of going to daycare.

It is so darn sad. Diesel is coughing so hard, I swear he is turning himself inside out.

They are missing, so bad, their daycare friends, but can't go back until their coughs are gone. HOPEFULLY Monday.

Even my son, who is tough as tough can be, hurts so bad when his dog starts coughing. They are so dependent on us to make them feel better.

The Word of the Day is ~ Words

The Word of the Day is ~ Words

Better than a thousand hollow words is one word that brings peace.

~Buddha~

With the bad and scary economy, comes slow business for all of us.

It is scary.

What the bad and scary economy and with business being slow ~ everyone needs to work TOGETHER to get through these tough times.

If you have an overflow and can't see a client, send him to another provider ~ even if she isn't your "friend".

If you are going on vacation or don't work weekends ~ send your clients to another provider ~ even if she isn't your "friend".

Most importantly, however, every provider should be your friend right now. Working together ~ as a group ~ we can survive these hard economic times.

There is strength in numbers ~ coming together for the common good ~ these phrases may seem trite, but they are not ~ they are true.

In this scary, economic time ~ we need PEACE in our community.

The Word of the Day is "Aging"

Aging is not 'lost youth' but a new stage of opportunity and strength.

I hope you enjoy the new pics. I will be posting a new one every day....or you can find the whole series, "Pretty In Pink" on either of my websites:

http://www.kellyshannon.com

http://www.a-sensual-touch.com

The Word of the Day is "Government"

"The government solution to a problem is usually as bad as the problem."

~Milton Friedman~

Can someone tell me what is going on with all of these female soldiers being hurt or murdered by their boyfriend or spouses?

Then we have the story of a soldier named Joseph Dwyer, who after being deployed to Iraq, who suffered from PTSD and was "huffing" to make his demons go away and ended up dying.

The same problem occurred after Vietnam. In fact I have one client who TO THIS DAY, still suffers from PTSD as a result of being in Vietnam. I have a brother-in-law who is the nicest guy in the world but has many issues as a result of Vietnam.

Not only is this war killing men and women, but the EFFECTS of this war are killing men and women.

This war has, to date, cost $558,128,209,726 ~ and what are we doing for the boys who come back and are dying or killing because we have told them to?

The Word of the Day is "Work"

"Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy."
~Kahil Gibran~

I was talking to a woman at the blogger party last night about our occupation and people's misconceptions about who we are and what we do.

When the Spitzer case hit the airwaves, legal pundits and news pundits were really talking about "Adult Entertainers" as if we were aliens with three heads. NOT!!!!! The biggest misconception these pundits had were that we don't WORK ~ that we just sit around and wait for the phone to ring.....NOT!!!!!

I put in more hours of "work" in a day because I work from home. I have said this before, and I will say it again, I am my own CEO, CFO and COO. I am my own Marketing Department. I am my own web designer.

Most CEO's, CFO's and COO's have administrative assistants.....I am my own administrative assistant.

Not only that, but on a daily basis I have to stay apprised of what is going on in the world. Why you ask? Because what is going on in the world affects my business.

So, I work. I work damn hard....but guess what love what I do. I love the challenge, I love the people I work with, I love being my own boss.

My greatest joy, is that when everyone says that the economy is kicking the Adult Entertainment Businesses butt, I took the initiative and kicked right back......that, my friends, is work.

The Word of The Day Is Youth

~ The deepest definition of youth is life as yet untouched by tragedy~

I wish this were true, but in Chicago anyway, approximately 28 children have been killed since June.

This is truly and horribly disturbing.

Our "esteemed" Governor states that Chicago is "out of control". The Governor is offering to send state troopers and the National Guard to fight gang violence.

Hey, I have a great idea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You know all the effort you guys are expending on arresting the adult entertainers in Chicago....HOW ABOUT EXPENDING IT TO FIGHT REAL CRIME.

Who would have thunk??????

Check out this link

Check out this link

I am unfortunate in that both of my parents are deceased. But, I did send the following like to each of my kids.

This link was sent to me by one of my clients and I actually bookmarked it because it is so beautiful.

Please be sure that you keep your speakers on when you are looking at it.

This is one of the finest emails I've seen in a very long time. It doesn't take long to view it ,everyone should watch and share. Those fortunate enough to have parents still living should appreciate this.

Those who do not, can cherish the fond memories and save it for our children.

Website: http://parentswish.com/site01/big.html

The Word of The Day is Dumb Ass

Today President Bush said three of the most stupid things I have ever heard:

1. The troubled financial system is basically sound.

Ok, you dumb ass, probably inbred piece of shit. Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac is in real financial trouble and had to be ask the Department of Treasury and the Federal Reserve to get them out of trouble.

2. He said the the "TRADITIONAL" definition of recession is when two quarters in a row of negative growth has not been met.

FUCK TRADITION YOU idiot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are in a recession.

Finally, President Bush had no idea that gas was up to $4.00 per gallon.

DUMB ASS

Would SOMEBODY OUT THERE PLEASE GIVE BUSH A BLOW JOB SO WE CAN IMPEACH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Weird Sex Laws

~ No one is allowed to have sex in a parked car, unless the car has drawn curtains ~ Carlsbad, New Mexico

~ It's illegal for a woman to take off her clothes while in front of a man's photo ~ Oxford, Ohio.

~ It is against the law for husbands to to talk dirty during intercourse ~ Willowdale, Oregon.

~ The missionary position is the only sexual position allowed by law ~ Washington, DC. **I wonder if Spitzer knew this law???

~ Women, married or not, husbands about to die or not, are not allowed to have sex with while riding in an ambulance. "In addition to normal charges, the woman's name will be published in the local newspaper. The man does not receive any punishment," courtesy ~ Tremonton, Utah.

~ Giving or receiving head is against the law in 18 states ~ Arizona and Utah.

~ It's against the law to get it on with a truck driver inside a toll booth ~ Harrisonburg, PA.

~ Sticking your dick in a porcupine is illegal ~ Florida.

~ It is against the law for a man to fire a gun while his female partner is having an orgasm ~ Connorsville, Wisconsin.

~ Having bestiality with animals is legal for men, "as long as the animal weighs less than 40 pounds," State of Washington.

~ It is illegal in Utah to marry your first cousin before the age of 65.

~ In Kingsville, Texas there is a law against two pigs having sex on the city's airport property.

~ In Fairbanks, Alaska does not allow moose to have sex on city streets.

Let's Hear It For The Boys

These are my most 2 favorite men in the whole entire world. Diesel is a Shitzu and one of the most loving gentle souls I have ever known. Then we have the newest man in my life ~ Capone.

Capone is a Puggle ~ a pug and beagle mix. He is a bundle of energy and can actually catch a ball. I think he was a baseball player in a previous life.

The best part of having Capone and Diesel together is that they BOTH sleep with me and I will tell you if you have never slept with two doggies, you don't know what you are missing. It is the best sleep you will ever get in your entire life.

The Word of the Day is Compassion

Susan Atkins, one of the followers of Charles Manson, asked the Parole Board for compassionate release from prison today. She was denied.

Susan Atkins has brain cancer. Susan Atkins cannot speak. One of her legs has been amputated and her other leg is paralyzed. Susan Atkins wants to die at home with her family.

She has served close to 4 DECADES in prison. She isn't going anywhere. She is not going to kill again.

Susan Atkins did not show "mercy" for the people she killed. But are we duty bound to show no mercy to her. That is just childish. Isn't it time people got over that. What happened to forgiveness? What happened to being better then the person who committed that crime.

Susan Atkins was put in the hospital in March. Since that time, it has cost the taxpayers $1.4 Million Dollars to pay for Susan Atkins treatment and for the prison guards to watch her.

This woman is 60 years old, she was supposed to serve life in prison. She has only two more months to live ~ it scares me that "we" as a society cannot show forgiveness and compassion.

Some may say, "Yeah right, you were never a victim of a violent crime". Yes, I was. My best friend was murdered by a man that I wanted to see behind bars for the rest of his life. But, after 40 years in prison and if he was dying, compassion and forgiveness is what I would expect of myself.