Sunday Night
25 August 2024 21:07![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thirteenrocksSolanum checked in.
I had forgot that he had gone to the fairy festival in Oregon recently. In true fashion I asked if he had gotten laid to which he replied he had. It doesn't bother me, and the fact that it doesn't bothers me. He had a lovely time. Its been a hot minute since I have graced the woods in the Pacific North West.
Cody checked in as well. Trying to figure our next meet up. This week socially is going to be quite heavy as some point I'll seal the deal on the porn and will need to pick it up. Been in email correspondence and hoping that continues this evening before I call it a night.
The mice are back. One of the joys of owning an old house. Some Baptist ministers visited the other day. I over heard them describing my abode as such as they claimed the front porch. It brought me joy. Depending on when my demise happens, the estate sale will be quite epic. Bro and I had fun planning my funeral on the hike, to the point of having a website, red carpet (because Tentpole from L.A. would be comming), and a private guest list of 250. Mentioned about the glittering. He plans on spray paining the rainbow flag on my site for pride. He's a good guy. I promise I'm not planning on going anywhere. The mice are getting baited tonight. Days are numbered. Makes me miss Mr. Phat Borris esq the First. I think he was a good mouser.
Roy Blakey passed on Saturday. He was a professional photographer and figure skater. He was the subject of a Minnesota Documentarian, his niece Keri Picket's film "the Fabulous Ice Age.". At 94 he got dementia. Keri has been documenting the last year of his life on the insta with retrospective of his work. The goal would be a documentary on his life, which seems to have been fascinating. Speaking of death and such.
I had forgot that he had gone to the fairy festival in Oregon recently. In true fashion I asked if he had gotten laid to which he replied he had. It doesn't bother me, and the fact that it doesn't bothers me. He had a lovely time. Its been a hot minute since I have graced the woods in the Pacific North West.
Cody checked in as well. Trying to figure our next meet up. This week socially is going to be quite heavy as some point I'll seal the deal on the porn and will need to pick it up. Been in email correspondence and hoping that continues this evening before I call it a night.
The mice are back. One of the joys of owning an old house. Some Baptist ministers visited the other day. I over heard them describing my abode as such as they claimed the front porch. It brought me joy. Depending on when my demise happens, the estate sale will be quite epic. Bro and I had fun planning my funeral on the hike, to the point of having a website, red carpet (because Tentpole from L.A. would be comming), and a private guest list of 250. Mentioned about the glittering. He plans on spray paining the rainbow flag on my site for pride. He's a good guy. I promise I'm not planning on going anywhere. The mice are getting baited tonight. Days are numbered. Makes me miss Mr. Phat Borris esq the First. I think he was a good mouser.
Roy Blakey passed on Saturday. He was a professional photographer and figure skater. He was the subject of a Minnesota Documentarian, his niece Keri Picket's film "the Fabulous Ice Age.". At 94 he got dementia. Keri has been documenting the last year of his life on the insta with retrospective of his work. The goal would be a documentary on his life, which seems to have been fascinating. Speaking of death and such.