bluebeard

Alrighty. Transformus. Let's dredge from skull-matter:

We arrived Friday, set up, and went to it. At a peak of around 1,000 people, that's the most of that ilk I've ever seen in one place. Exceedingly grand, it was.

Radical Faerie camp is in a nice spot. Not as wet as some places, not as blisteringly hot as others; just about right. There are big plans for next year's camp kitchen. We managed to get out leaving nothing behind but tent-marks in the leaves. And glitter.

There was a huge sculpture called the Joyful Heart Temple; wooden structure with a large cloth heart suspended in the middle. The idea was to write on the structure itself, or write on paper and put it in the heart, and later it all got burned. Many people wrote messages to people who had died or otherwise weren't around anymore.

The Pallet Bar was a neat-o feature; a bar made entirely out of... pallets. Bring your own cup and get a glassful. This was also burned.

TOUCH Samadhi had a rave-type-deal set up way out in the woods. Pretty neat digs, if you're into 180bpm+ graver beats.

We hung out a fair amount with the Tie-Dyed Vikings; neat crowd. They'd made woad and were painting everyone up. Louis has gift ideas in mind for them next year I think they'll flip over.

The Bamboozler (wicker man) was an impressive sight. Shorter than intended, as it was windy and the legs just couldn't take it, but it burned brightly.

Apparently various people described as "straight rednecks" saw me running around in a miniskirt and mesh shirt and said: "I'd do that". I turn straight men. That's funny.

I got flogged under a flaming arch by a chick named Delia I met. I.... will be doing that again. Yes. She coulda hit harder.

There's pics of the faeries at http://mynaughtypony.com/trans06. Yes, there's nudity. That's me in the purple wig.

Beyond fun. I made a lot of new friends, got drunk, got beaten, got laid, went swimming in the lake, did some fun drag, a fair amount of just hiking around, fell off an art see-saw and got bruised, participated in the burn rituals, and just all around recharged like a motherfucker.

So going back next year.

I was in a foul mood, after getting yelled at by stupid people this morning.

Then I remembered that we're leaving for Transformus in eight days.

That made my day better.

being largely amoral (that would be definition 1 from american heritage), I find there are very few things I would call "sin".

getting drunk without laughing is one of them.

Last night, while watching episode 26 of Twin Peaks (almost there...), housecat Spot decided he was going to eat some thread...

... with the sewing needle still attached to it.

I got to him just as he was trying to swallow the needle.

Ever pull two feet of thread out of a cat's stomach?

Gross.

The g-wagen is repaired, and Link is at home again. The rhythm of our house will return to "normal".

Of course, the rhythm of the house with his presence in it was pretty nice, too.

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There has been a verbal offer made on the warehouse. The paperwork should be here sometime this week.

This means the ball will begin rolling on the purchase of land on Short Mountain.

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While discussing said land, and the building projects necessary to make it livable, a statement was made to me:

"Well, if this is going to be your permanent house..."

Emphasis mine. Odd sensation, that; it's one thing to have plans and daydreams for the far future, quite another when the dominos start to fall and you gotta face the facts of having your own house to do with what you will in the woods.

Spring water, pawpaws and wild blackberries.

why the fuck not?

begin meme:

Look at my LJ interests, and my user pics. Pick one (or one of each, if you like) that you find confusing or intriguing, and comment here. I’ll explain what it means and what makes it significant to me.

Then, if you want, please post this in your own LJ, if you’d be so kind, so that I can learn about your interests, too.

I totally missed the delivery of my boots yesterday. They came around 6:15; I was in the back yard, and I had music playing, so I didn't hear them. Bastards.

Got the slip signed; let's hope they'll be able to leave them on the porch.

Yes, getting new boots really is this exciting for me. Heh.

This is old, but I've just seen it.

Bush says the Constitution is "just a goddamned piece of paper."

What a maroon.

A housemate has been busy. Can you say:

Avocado ice cream? How about:

Rosemary ice cream! Or even:

Dulce de leche ice cream!

The rosemary is by far my favorite.

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They took care of the vent issues, and now I have air conditioning. All is better in my office. Hallelujah or some shit.

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ChestFest went well. No casualties, except for a portrait of Beethoven that was actually kind of ugly anyway. He made a good haul. Afterwards, a gaggle of genderqueers came over to get in the pool, which was pleasing.

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We have an additional houseguest. Got here, needed someone to look at his truck.. they can't fix it. So he's still here. And he won't. stop. talking. Shutthefuckup. Conversations require two people who converse, not inane, directionless prattling by one person while the other can't get a word in. And his dog is breaking plants. Grr!!@#

Oh yeah. Y'know how I've mentioned the hotness in my office?

Bossman decided at the beginning of this week to get us a new unit for up here. Great! The old window unit burned out, so it's been kinda shitty up here.

Are they replacing the window unit? No. They decided to get a more powerful central unit.

The problem with that is, of course, ALL THE VENTS FOR THAT UNIT ARE ON THE SECOND FLOOR. As is the thermostat.

This will do the attic no good.

Oh, and they just dropped the old central unit down the stairs.