Member Shows

Most of you follow my Twitter feed, but some of you probably are wondering what happened to the Monday and Tuesday member shows. Today is the first that I have been out of bed since Sunday, with the exception of my trip to see the doc. All is well, I finally caught what everyone else has had for the last month or so. 

I am not up for doing 1 hour shows just yet, so let’s plan on having 4 member shows next week. How does Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday work for you guys? 

If you are new to my site, please know that it is very unusual for me to cancel a week of shows, but I will ALWAYS make them up; if not the same week, the following week. 

Do Not Be a Growler

Are you a growler, a bellyacher, a complainer, a grump? Do you find yourself making a fuss more than not? 

We all have our moments, which sometimes turns into a day, or maybe even a week, but some people are constantly negative. I admit, there are days that it is hard to find the positive in all the overwhelming chaos and responsibilities, but no one enjoys connecting with someone who is a negative-Nellie. 

You might find people more receptive to listening to your bad day if you try to be positive on the good days. I am just saying that if each time you converse with a friend and it is a whoa-is-me discussion, you might find that people tune you out when you start talking. Just think about it and then dig deep and find your happy! lol. 

No Show

Hello! I am elbow deep in taxes today, so there will not be a member’s show tonight but I will make it up later in the week. I promise!

Here is the place to tell me – Thursday or Friday and 8p or 11p EST

Happy Birthday, Sweet Lady!

Today is Glenda’s birthday and you all know how much I love to celebrate other people’s special day. She is one of my most favorites because she is everything sweet and joyful. She can light up a room just by walking through the door. She has amazing energy, a sweet, sweet disposition and, more than anything, she is good people. 

If you have been to one of our annual parties, you have met her in person and you know exactly what I am talking about. If you know her only from Twitter, you are able to get a good read on who she is. Regardless of how you know her, let’s all wish her a beautiful and happy birthday. 

Love you, Glenda! 

TGIF: The Weekend is Here!

I have been out of touch with you all this week and I have missed you guys! It has been a busy week here, but all is well. 

How was your week and what are your weekend plans?

Found Treasure

Yesterday I started to gather documents for taxes. Ack! I am a month early, but it will be nice to get through the stress that Uncle Sam so willingly offers. LOL. Okay, I realize that it doesn’t have to be so stressful, but filing as “self-employed” adds a lot more brackets to fill out and I was not at all organized in 2016. So, yesterday I started the process of getting coordinated.

I keep all our previous years in boxes, which go into storage, and while I was grabbing a binder, tabs and highlighters, I peeked into another box out of curiosity. It is a box I have not looked through in about 12 years and it had a lot of good memories in it. I found pictures of my parents when they were kids, during their teenage years and as they were young adults in love. I found pictures of them holding my oldest brother as an infant, their grandparents and great-grandparents taking a 5-generation picture. There were pictures of both of my older brothers growing up and then some of me and my twin, with one of my older brothers holding us, smiling ear-to-ear. My favorite find was one taken at a family reunion. It was during the summer of 1985 and we were visiting family in Ohio. The picture was of my parents, me and my twin, along with my maternal g’ma. Everyone was smiling and happy that day.

I do not often go through boxes of memories, but yesterday that was a happy treasure found.  

Before You Judge . . .

This morning I was scrolling through my Twitter TL and someone, whose posts I usually agree with, was blasting his dad’s intelligence. Not just once, but close to ten tweets regarding the education of his dad. His father’s education was minimal, ending sometime in elementary school, and the son has no problem or shame in judging his dad by his level of education. He goes on to refer to him as the dumbest person he knows. Now, granted, we do not know what their relationship is, nor do we know if he was actually a dad. However, the son is definitely educated and is quiet articulate in speech and opinions. If his father was abusive, or just a rotten dad, then I assume he would have mentioned this while attacking him for his lack of smarts. Right? 

Now, give me a minute to judge his father from the outside, looking in. He has the education level of a 3rd grader (let’s assume), and he has survived in this cold, hard world that does not give two-fucks about his story. I would say that is success. Also, assuming he did not get a handout from public services. He managed to raise a very articulate son, who obviously has had higher education, which means he had a strong support system as a child, which would most likely be his idiot father. The son has been given the life the father never had, yet he is judged by his education level, which, in my opinion, goes to show what an idiot the son is. Maybe he is not as smart as he likes to believe, because one should be grateful for what both of his parents provided for him because without the past, the future does not exist. 

My dad did not finish school, yet he was a successful horse breeder and he could read a 400 page book in one afternoon. He only read non-fiction and could quote books he had not read in ten years. I am positive he had a photographic memory. I have a higher education than he was given and I do not even come close to his smarts. So, before you judge people, how about you appreciate them for who they are, not where they came from. 

DW the Jokester

From the desk of Dwwindsor:


Patient has unusual request
“Archie is lying in a hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose. A young student nurse appears and gives him a partial sponge bath.
“Nurse,” he mumbles from behind the mask, “are my testicles black?”
Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, “I don’t know, sir. I’m only here to wash your upper body and feet.”
Through his mask, Archie struggles to ask again, “Nurse, please check for me. Are my testicles black?”
Concerned that he might elevate his blood pressure and heart rate from worrying about his testicles, the nurse overcomes her embarrassment and pulls back the covers.
She raises his gown, holds his manhood in one hand and his testicles in the other.
She looks very closely and says, “There’s nothing wrong with them, sir. They look fine.”
The man slowly pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her, and says very slowly, “Thank you very much. That was wonderful. Now listen very, very closely:
Are – my – test – results – back?”

Do You Twitter?

I am an interactive tweeter and if you message me I will always respond to you; with that said, I am an epic failure when it comes to returning the “follow”. I used to spend a few minutes each day looking through my new followers and returning the favor, but that has long come to pass. 

My question to you is, do you Twitter? If so, please send me an @dreamnetangel message and ask for a follow back. My only request is that you are not an “egg”. Please, if you Tweet take the time to add a thumbnail picture. It could be anything, just not an egg.

Or, you could leave a comment here with your Twitter handle and I will promptly give you a follow back. 

My #1 Fan

I am constantly baffled and somewhat amused when someone stops by my cam room and tells me they are my #1 Fan. Or, I receive a tweet from someone who claims to have watched all of my scenes in Girlfriend’s Films, followed me online for almost 11 years and has never been a member of my site, or joined me for a private session on cam. 

First of all, I despise the word “fan” because I am not a porn star, nor have I ever proclaimed to be. The 12 scenes I did for GFF started out as a favor and it turned into more than originally thought. It is not something I pursued and I had no intention of making a name for myself in mainstream porn. 

Second of all, calling yourself a #1 fan when you do not support the lady that you claim to have been enjoying for 10 years is anything but a true “fan”. 



an enthusiastic devotee, follower, or admirer of asport, pastime, celebrity, etc.:
Finally, anyone who enjoys the company of someone, whether online or in porn films, and they show their appreciation by joining sites, giving gifts or joining LIVE shows, never refers to themselves as a “fan”. 

Interviewed by a CB Blogger

A few weeks ago I clicked on a bloggers link that was in my Twitter TL and after reading several of his posts, I contacted him to ask if he would be interested in featuring me in one of his write-ups. He mostly caters to Chaturbate, but as a whole, he is a blogger for the online industry. His threads range for advise on how to make a token site work for you, to interviews of porn stars, amateurs and the like. He also posts about the numerous different cam sites, their many options and what draws the crowds to each. 

I emailed him on a Wednesday, not sure if I would hear back from him, and within a 30 minutes he responded and so began the dialog. After he looked at my site he sent a tailored list of questions for me, which means he actually spends time on each of his posts and that says a lot! 

Below is the link to the interview, which will take you to his blog. Whether you read it, or not, thank you for those of you that always read my posts. If it were not for you guys, I would not continue doing this online journal..

Interview by CoolChatFriends

Do You Have Limits?

I dislike the question “do you have any limits?” because if you are asking my answer will be – “yes, most likely anything you are asking me to do.” Come on, with a question like that you are only looking for the bizarre and unusual acts that some women will do for you online. I do not use household objects, vegetables, baseball bats, bedposts, nor will I call you “Daddy” or use racial slurs. So yeah, I have limits.

She is Not Me and I Am Not Her

Over the years I have shot with a lot of amazing women; beautiful and kind. Some were on the edge of crazy, but most were ladies that I considered friends. All but a few have moved on from their online persona, leaving no forwarding address or web footprint for those who followed their work. 

More times than not, when someone disappears from online they still keep in touch with those they became close to. I hear from ladies of the past from time to time; they fill me in on the happenings with family and what new changes are going on in their lives. 

The reason for this post is because I have had a sudden surge of emails from people, two yesterday before 9a, asking me about certain ladies who are no longer online. First off, you should know that I will never share anything with you about someone else. Second, it is rude to email a lady asking about another woman. Third, could you be any more obtuse? Lastly, if she wanted to keep in touch with you, she would have. I apologize for assuming that was obvious. 

Now join my site. lol. 

What Comes to Mind?

I enjoy blogging only because you all have shown so much support and interaction. Without you, it would be boring and I would ultimately just be talking to myself. 

It has been awhile since I have posted a thread that requires interaction, so here it goes . . . 

  1. The first person needs to tell us what is on your mind. It can be anything, everything or just one thing, but I want to hear about it. 
  2. The second person needs to respond to the first and then in another paragraph to tell us what is on your mind. 
  3. The third person does just as the second, and so on… 

Make sense? Okay go! 

Special Delivery

Last week I received a special package from Victoria’s Secret, with a first and last name, but not the screen name that I might recognize you under. The four pairs of panties were specifically picked out by the sender, which was such a thoughtful gift, but I am not sure who to thank. I do not have anyone who requests VS panties for shows or updates, so I honestly am at a loss as to the person that might have sent the box of surprises. Also, might you be the same person that sent super hero panties about 5 months ago? LOL. Just had to throw that in there, since that is another package never been claimed. At any rate, whomever you may be, thank you! 

Cards Against Humanity

Last week I received a card in the mail from Dawn Marie, which is not unusual. She is one of the most thoughtful people I have ever known. She sends cards to say “thank you” for thinking about her, being thoughtful, for checking in, and for special days. She even sends cards after staying with us for a few days. What I am getting at is that it was not surprising when I received a card in the mail from her, however, I have been a terrible friend lately. I have not done anything to warrant a special card from DM. 

When I opened it, a card dropped out:

What was on the flip side made me laugh out loud! 

The message from DM was 

I ordered this special pack of cards and this was one of them, though of you! 

What do you think was on the other side of the card? I will give you a hint, it is one word. 

Your Favorite Meal


As a child, what was your favorite meal? Was it breakfast, lunch or dinner?

What was your favorite foods and do you still find it to be your favorite now?


A Long Over Due Thank You

This post is long over due and was an oversight on my part when I posted a “Thank You” to all of the holiday givers. 

I received two Amazon gift cards that were both unexpected and very much appreciated. The first one came from Cliff and a few hours later I received another one from Outlaw. It means a lot to me that you both took the time to be so thoughtful, especially during such a busy time of year. 

You guys have shows such generosity and loyalty that I want you to know that it does not go unnoticed by me. Thank you!

Is Cheesecake a Pie?

If you follow me twitter account you most likely saw the discussion regarding Cheesecake being consumed in honor of #NationalPieDay. That started the argument about whether cheesecake is a pie or a cake. Later on in the afternoon Bubba asked about Boston Cream Pie and is it a pie or just another imposter? 

Dwwindsor, who is the reason for the Cheesecake discussion, researched it and submitted a report, which was both amusing and enlightening. Read it in its entirety and you may find your answer, but it might also bring up more questions. Once you are finished, leave us your interpretation on if Cheesecake is a pie or a cake, along with your opinion on boston cream pie. 

From the offices of Dwwindsor: Our Resident Scholar and Dictionary Reader

Seeing the twitter storm this provoked I decided to do some research.  I started with my 1918 edition of the Webster New International Dictionary.  I looked up the definition of pie:
Pie(noun, from Middle English, origin uncertain) 1. a An article of food consisting of a pastry crust with any various kinds of filling in or under it.  b Also a layer cake spread with jam or cream…
That indicates that cheesecake might be a pie but I was interested in the precise definition of pastry as that might turn out to be a disqualifier.  First, though, a short discursion.  Middle English, as defined in the Oxford English Dictionary:
“The chronological boundaries of the Middle English period are not easy to define, and scholarly opinions vary. The dates that OED3 has settled on are 1150-1500. (Before 1150 being the Old English period, and after 1500 being the early modern English period.) In terms of ‘external’ history, Middle English is framed at its beginning by the after-effects of the Norman Conquest of 1066, and at its end by the arrival in Britain of printing (in 1476) and by the important social and cultural impacts of the English Reformation (from the 1530s onwards) and of the ideas of the continental Renaissance.”  (Philip Durkin,
Returning to my Webster’s here is the entry for pastry:
An article of food made of paste or having a crust made of paste.
Now that really cleared things up for me since of course pastry would be made of paste. Paste?  Being a product of my times and not 1918 paste makes me think of that thick, sticky, white stuff we used in elementary school art class.  So further self-education is in order. 
Returning, again, to my now invaluable Webster’s I located the entry for paste and read the following:
1. Cookery. a  Moistened flour kneaded into a soft mass; dough; esp. dough prepared with the addition of butter, lard, etc,. for the crust of pies or the like
Now to me this is the death sentence, almost, for considering a cheesecake a pie as the crust is not made from pastry as defined in Webster’s but is made from a crushed substance like graham crackers, or sometimes Oreo cookies, or something similar.  But, and this is what is so vexing about the topic, graham crackers are themselves made from a dough, baked to a hard consistency.  So in fact, a graham cracker crust is made from dough once removed.  The same reasoning applies to the other crust variations commonly encountered with cheesecake.
So, what are we to make of all of this?  Perhaps a trip to the internet could be enlightening.  Upon reconsideration of what is there, maybe not though I did encounter a spirited discussion from 2005 that included defining pies and cakes by their measurements.  On the one hand this seems a bit silly, but on the other the genesis of the conversation was what would qualify as a legal pie entry in a mid-Virginia pie competition. Though the consensus of the participants in the conversation was that a cheesecake would not qualify for entry to a pie competition.  Sadly, there was no record of what the competition itself ruled so we cannot use that as a precedent for making our decision.
Time now to end this journey where it started, my ever-faithful Webster’s.  Let us go to what is at the heart of this question.  Webster’s defines cheesecake as:
A cake, originally containing cheese, filled with a composition of soft curds, sugar and butter, or a preparation of whipped eggs and sugar.
So, there you have it, cheesecake is in fact a cake.  But a little nagging voice kept telling me, follow the last step.  Always listen to the voices in your head, unless, of course, you are insane in which case do not listen to them.  Already in the Cs it was a matter of flipping a few pages to get to the definition of cake, defined as:
2 A sweetened composition of flour and other ingredients, leavened or unleavened, baked in a loaf or a mass of any size or shape.
Oh for Pete’s sake, there is no flour in cheesecake.  Of course, in current cuisine there are flourless cakes such as flourless chocolate cake.  So, we are back to the beginning with no definitive conclusion, pie or cake.  This my definitive opinion on the matter, be it pie or be it cake to focus on the name is to ignore the content.  Fret not, eat and enjoy.
Alas, one final discursion.  Cake originated in Middle English and is akin to the Danish, Swedish, and Norwegian words for cake.  Thus, that which we eat with guilty pleasure we call by a name bequeathed to us by the Viking raiders who stayed behind in Great Britain, to settle down, and make their contribution to the language we speak today.

To My January Birthday Boys

This post pertains to the January birthday’s that we have celebrated annually for many years now. This is the first year that we are not hosting the annual celebration, but I hope you all know it was not an easy decision to cancel this one.

Happy Birthday, Cliff – thank you for being as loyal as you have been, despite the fact I am your only non-geek lady you enjoy. Thank you for always helping with my computer hiccups and disasters and for showing up in my cam room when you are able to give a few minutes of your time. I would like to especially thank you for my elephant socks. They are, of course, my absolute favorites and would wear the daily, if I could.

Bubba, you are one of my very first members and you have followed me from cam site to cam site and network to network, never complaining, just doing as you are told. lol. You have had many ups and downs over the years but you have always stayed with me, no matter what; you have become a very loyal friend. I wish you a very happy birthday and I do hope that you will do something for yourself this weekend.

Here is wishing my flat-lander turned Vermonter a very happy birthday! Hedo, you have been through a lot, especially over the last two years, but you have stayed consistent and true to yourself. I hope that you will get out of your home and go for a beer, or join a group (not a cult) for bowling, or dart board games… or whatever. You need to get out of that house and be social and do something for yourself. That is my birthday wish for you!

A Happy Break

Okay, I have been way too negative in my last two posts, and probably most of this week. I think we need some elephants in our day to lift spirits and bring a smile to my face, and hopefully yours. 

Built up Rant

Several months ago our neighbors contacted our internet company, but because they are at a lower elevation than we are, they could not get a signal strong enough to work. Our property has hills, dips and slopes in every direction, but at the back of our property there is a high point, that sees the tower (which is needed because it is line-of-site-internet). When they all discussed it with me, I specifically said, as long as it does not interfere with my world, I am okay with it. But, with that said, I want it running strong and stable before my internet is moved to the new pole. That did not seem to be a problem. Of course, words is all it was. WORDS that held no fucking meaning. After several weeks of having interruptions at random times, and having video drops on all of the networks I stream from, I decided it had to be the new pole. It makes since, right? It wasn’t too bad at first, so I didn’t make a big deal out of it, other than texting the guy to ask him if he could check on it. For the last four weeks it has been so bad I cannot maintain a schedule of any kind. It seems that if it is not Streamate causing frustrations, it is my fucking internet. I have sent him so many text messages without a response that it is not even funny. Yesterday I sent him one that said – This is ridiculous. I agreed to do a favor for our neighbors which would give them decent internet and in turn gain a new customer for you. I am the one that is the most effected by this and unless it gets resolved ASAP I am not paying for your LACK of service. I have been reasonable and somewhat understanding, but to be brushed off as though I am not a business customer has to end. – Do you think I received a reply? NO! Which fucking pisses me off! I feel like telling him to cancel it, leaving us without internet. I mean, I can cam for an hour here, 20 minutes there, and maybe 3 hours in the middle of the night, but the video feed is shitty at best. What is the fucking point. 

Today Devil sent him a text and he received a reply. WHAT? You think that would make me happy but it fucking pissed me right the fuck off! What a bunch of fucking jackasses. 

The internet has been fixed… for now. And, I seriously hope that when he says he found the problem, that only took him 5 fucking minutes to locate, and he has resolved the issue that it is actually fixed. 

While I am at it, can I just go on to another rant? I fucking hate cam sites that start off amazing and then they make bank and let it run itself, giving no support for those who utilize their services. I understand that a majority of those in the cam industry are high maintenance, pansy waisted, lazy fools, but I am not. I mind my own business, create no drama, keep my complaints to myself (and you guys lol), and stay somewhat reliable. It would be nice to be able to contact a company and receive a response that is of use. I opened a ticket on SP because I am having trouble getting the new software installed and they responded with a blanket email that was probably automated, and I replied to them just to get a quick reply informing me they tagged me as spam. Are you fucking kidding me. What the fuck? Seriously, I am at a loss. Fuck Spam. 

Something else that is currently pissing me off, but not necessarily from today, are backhanded comments. There is no need for that fucking bullshit, ever. EVER! 

I have a lot more to rant about but I think I should stop right now. lol. On the brighter side of life, it is raining today. 

Calling ALL Apple Techs

I need your help! Please. 

I have been on Skyprivate (SP) for over a year now and it has been decent enough for me to try to resolve this issue. Unfortunately, they have turned out to be as helpful as Streamate and all other cam sites, for that matter. 

I need to install a new SP plugin, so I download it and slide the SP logo to the applications folder. When I am prompted to replace the old file, I accept which brings up another dialog box. It says that the “SP Application is in use”. I have checked and it is not open. There is no black dot underneath the logo and I am signed out of Skype. When I pull up my task manager, it is not listed as being open. 

I do not know how to fix this issue because I even tried to trash the old file but it says it is open and cannot be uninstalled. 

Do any of my Apple techies know what is going on?

An Overabundance of Thanks

I have received so many generous gifts over the last month and I just want to take a few minutes to give you all a proper “thank you”. The kindness you all show me on a daily basis warms my heart, but the overabundance of gifts that I receive amazes me each time. I have never been one to expect anything, and yet you all continue to send surprises; some gifts are off of my wishlist and others by your own choosing. I hope you will always know how much I truly appreciate each one of you. 

There are several gifts from a gentleman that asked for privacy, so I will not list those here, but could not leave it unsaid – what a sweetheart! (I hope that is okay.)

It Is a New Year

Happy New Year 2017! As we say g’bye to 2016 and welcome in the new year, let us take joy in the simple fact that the holiday’s are behind us and we have 11 months of happiness to experience before the next. 

Many people will make resolutions, some keeping them but most breaking their goals within the first week. It is inevitable and yet with the new year comes new hope and a zest for change. I do not make resolutions but do hope for a bright 2017. Here’s to wishing for positive changes and more zen for all of us.