The Goddess Hathor

Gah, it's been so long since I've used my whole moniker, it looks really foreign.

I'm Hath.

Actually, I'm someone else entirely, but I've gone through great lengths to keep my Jovi persona and my real-life-ME persona separate.

Why, you ask? Well, not because I think I'm "all that and a bag of chips" but I work for a very conservative financial services company, and have a very intolerant-of-all-things-bon-jovi husband, and if my two worlds should collide there, well let's just say bad things would happen.

Sort of like this:
Dr. Peter Venkman: This city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.
Mayor: What do you mean, "biblical"?
Dr Ray Stantz: What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God type stuff.
Dr. Peter Venkman: Exactly.
Dr Ray Stantz: Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies! Rivers and seas boiling!
Dr. Egon Spengler: Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes, volcanoes...
Winston Zeddemore: The dead rising from the grave!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria!
Except instead of the dead rising from the grave, and the dogs and cats things, we're talking sanctions, firing, and potentially divorce.

So Hath and real-life will stay separate for as long as I can manage it.

Alright, so now that THAT is out of the way -- you're probably wondering, "Who the hell are you?"

I am an almost-forty lady, married with one child, who absolutely loves Bon Jovi. I've been a fan of the band since Slippery, and half in love with Richie Sambora since I was actually biologically a "girl".

I lost track of the band in the 90's when real life intervened, and I went away to college and grad school, and got a job. A good job. A job good enough to be able to purchase season tickets for my beloved New England Patriots.

Bring on 2006 and the HAND tour. The tour was hitting Gillette, and Mr. Hath (stupidly) asked me, "Hey didn't you used to like Bon Jovi?"

Yeah, I did. And when I saw them live? Man oh man, the feelings came back in spades.

I devoured everything I could get my hands on (music wise -- the guys won't let my mouth anywhere near them) and fell in love with them all over again.

Then I started fantasizing about them.

Don't judge me. You know you fantasize about celebrities, neighbors, friends, etc., too.

So, I started writing. I balked at "sexy" stories at first, not really wanting to WRITE that sort of stuff.

Then I decided, what the hell. Four years later, I've amassed quite a pornfolio. I've also met lots of other writers, and convinced them to let me put all our eggs in one basket so to speak, and have a site with links to hundreds of Bon Jovi porno stories.

I also maintain a Bon Jovi blog with is really not much more than Google Alerts Maxi, but it has quite a little following. If you like the Jovi, give it a shot. If you LOVE the Jovi, there's another site that some friends and I are working on that basically documents the 2010-2011 Circle Tour. It's pretty cool.

What's also cool is the sheer number of good friends I've made through the love of this band. The women of this blog are among them. I've met so many wonderful women both online and IRL that share my passion for Bon Jovi.

We've traded emails, home addresses, phone numbers, stats on husbands and children, and some of us have even met and ate, drank, and slept together. I feel truly blessed to have met these wonderful women, and will be forever grateful to the band for bringing us together.

~ Hath

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