"If march participation is any indication, Leonard Peltier has more support than Hillary Clinton." flwyd blogging about the protests around the Democratic National Convention.
Apparently, I just got Salmon-botted . It was weird but harmless. This has been going on for a while . (4:50:23 PM) PliableSalmon: I'm not sure that's any different from prostitution, but I like it anyway. (4:50:43 PM) AIM: funchords: eh? (4:51:13 PM) PliableSalmon: Relax...did you read my previous post? (4:54:12 PM) AIM:...
Our second third of the California Road Trip Extravaganza has unfolded delightfully. A warming and new-found-friend-filled several days were had at M & Z's Ring Ceremony at Sea Ranch. By the time people walked in the door and gathered up their senses, I had already found out their preferred moniker, origin, relationships, and several details about their life, habits, and hobbies in order to cement...
I'm excited for flwyd 's and my road trip out to NoCal. We've been plotting and planning a few courses with alternate plans leading us either through Death Valley and then into Zion or through Yosemite and stopping again at Arches National Monument. Both plans involve a hike down to Utah's best hawt springs. I will, during this trip, visit the tripartite of my familiars... Ant and Funkulous...
My own friendslist has been a bit quiet of late, so I've taken to browsing some friends of friends. Today I found a reference to a Viking saga on flwyd 's journal. It is called Egil's Saga , and you can read about it on Wikipedia . Or you can just read the whole thing in English. I think I'm going to read it all soon. For now, I leave you with the same excerpt that flwyd posted...
flwyd took me down to Valley View hot springs in San Luis Valley this weekend. We drove 500 miles and soaked at least 12 hours and spent a lot of quality naked time outside. The pools were clear, natural rock-and-algae format, with water bubbling up skin temperature from the earth. Via a 140-mile detour, we got to spend 8 minutes of a sunset running like anime schoolgirls across the Great...
Tis the season to dress up as autumn leaves, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. The annual Denver Witches Ball was well-met with much leafy goodness by flwyd and me. We enjoyed the requisite dancing, drumming and peopling, but we had to leaf before the ritual. Subsequently, we stopped by the Masala co-op for their post-original-play ("The Great Sock Monkey Melancholy Opera Bazaar") house party including...