Look! A dildo made entirely of dried snot!
I hope no one feels disappointed if I fail to address this weekend's little passion play, or express an opinion. With respect to everyone, this is not my *aherm* "venue" of choice, and I really don't like getting upset and throwing stones or spewing venom, publically or privately, because it doese't solve anything, and judging people is just plain wrong. Lemme just say that it was great to see everyone and, overall, I had a really excellent time. Much Thanks!
Sunday morning was great, as his Jayness came by for the weekly ritual of eating pie for breakfast while watching McGlaughlin Group. Talked about his performance art piece, and admired his bad white trash tan. I'd like to go out to arse-crack hell-hole Hamilton next weekend to see it, and see some friends out there I haven't seen in a dawg's age. Will see, will see...
And I got a ton of shit done. More construction. Now have a fully walled-in can, and now need to put up slats and stringers. That's for tonite. I can't get over what a sense of satisfaction I get from making things. I hope I can get good enough to simply quit my job and go build houses or something. It'd be SUCH a rush!
And did anyone watch "Death of a Shaman" last night on PBS? It was incredible. Fucking incredible.
And, I think I'd really like to smoke shavings from the beard of a Russian Anarchist - maybe Kropotkin, or even Tolstoy. Nothing buzzes one out quite like good Russian anarcho-beard, man.
Sunday morning was great, as his Jayness came by for the weekly ritual of eating pie for breakfast while watching McGlaughlin Group. Talked about his performance art piece, and admired his bad white trash tan. I'd like to go out to arse-crack hell-hole Hamilton next weekend to see it, and see some friends out there I haven't seen in a dawg's age. Will see, will see...
And I got a ton of shit done. More construction. Now have a fully walled-in can, and now need to put up slats and stringers. That's for tonite. I can't get over what a sense of satisfaction I get from making things. I hope I can get good enough to simply quit my job and go build houses or something. It'd be SUCH a rush!
And did anyone watch "Death of a Shaman" last night on PBS? It was incredible. Fucking incredible.
And, I think I'd really like to smoke shavings from the beard of a Russian Anarchist - maybe Kropotkin, or even Tolstoy. Nothing buzzes one out quite like good Russian anarcho-beard, man.