Begin With the (Rear) End in Mind

That time I got suspended from Twitter for being naughty, or maybe just too fabulous.

TLDR: I deleted my booty pics off Twitter and decided to start blogging again, because I love butts and I love the people who love butts. 

"Begin with the end in mind." At my place of work, it's a philosophy we've adopted after years of playing it by ear and flying by the seats of our pants. It stands for planning, making the right decisions to reach the goal, and always keeping the endgame in mind. 

Today, as the end of Twitter looms loud and clear, I realized I need to begin again in the social media world. But why? What is my goal, my endgame? Why have I tried to be a presence in the online spanking world for over fifteen years? Why do I still want to be a part of anything online, when the Internet is now as much a source of destruction as it is a place of creation? 

So much has changed over these last 15 years. But these things, dear to my heart, remain:

1) Butts. Bums. Tushes. Asses. Arses. Rear ends. Bottoms. Booties. Buttocks. 

2) Spanking butts (and their synonyms). 

3) Self-discovery - I don't just seek to help myself understand myself, but I also want to help others discover themselves, to encourage the world to embrace their own desires, kinks, and, cravings - especially when it comes to butts, and spanking butts. (Please note, I always mean adult consenting butts.)

When I first decided to join the "spank-o-verse," my choices were Blogger, Twitter, and Tumblr. Now there are too many choices, so it made the most sense to follow the advice of Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music: "Let's start at the very beginning. It's a very good place to start." I began my life in the spank-o-verse with this blog, and so, to this blog I return. Let's start at the very beginning - and let's begin with the end in mind - the rear end, that is!

To be honest, I wasn't  prolific on Twitter. Every now and again I liked to post pictures of my bottom, or retweet fellow spankos, or show off Spencer's latest paddle creations for his Etsy shop. Even still, now that the app is imploding and will likely either be terminated or overrun by cartoon villains, I decided it wasn't the best or safest place for pictures of my butt. 

This morning, I scrolled through my profile and both saved and deleted all the pictures of me. But they can't just not be on the Internet, amirite? So, without further ado about Twitter, here are some of my faves.