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A few thoughts on VD.
The other day, someone who knows about my open relationship commented that “Valentine’s Day must get really expensive and painful for you.”
My reply of course was “Huh? Why would you think that?”
They replied “well, don’t you have to buy roses and chocolates for all your girlfriends, I mean, you have to buy roses and chocolate on Valentine’s Day… ( Read more... ) -
Of fire, butterflys, and plumbing... and a visit from my mother.
I know I have been really bad about updating this journal recently. No real reason I can put my finger on, except the standard “winter hibernation/depression” that I get into every winter ( Read more... ) -
Prezzies, Finns and Face Muppets... oh my!
So, the Holidays are now well and thoroughly over, which is fine with me, as that means I actually have some time to sit down and do a small amount of art, or even write a bit ( Read more... ) -
The Kittens of Industry
So… as anyone who is any sort of follower of my blog may have noted; I like folk-metal music. This has of course, not always been the case. It used to be, not all that many years ago, that when asked what my favorite band was, I would say Rammstein, or Laibach or any of the other German industrial “stompy boot music” bands. But tastes change, and ( Read more... ) -
Heavy metal sea shanties and undead goats in bondage... just another Tuesday night.
This weekend has been a tense, yet relaxing one… if that makes any sense. Tense, because we are getting ready for the first of Marti’s several extended hospital stays; this one is the shortest, which is good, but still… hospitalization is never easy ( Read more... ) -
And little he knew, of the things that ink, or song, or film may do...
So, this Day of the Dead finds me, as most of them do, in a fairly wistful and melancholy mood. This mood is certainly helped by the fact that we buried our cat Tri today. He died several weeks ago of natural causes. I was with him when he died, and held him for several hours as he slowly and fairly peacefully slipped over the border between this ( Read more... ) -
... much new knowledge, a bruised rib and some small loss of facial hair.
Or, in other, less dramatic words... I once again attended Wildfire, this time in the company of motherschizoWhile Wildfire is indeed the domain of flame freaks and fire spirits… this year, the spirits of water seemed determined to try to dampen our fires and our fun. But such was not the case o my brothers, for at least the water spirits left us our nights, ( Read more... ) -
Cold Fire
And so, several days ago was a holiday, at least as I reckon holidays; it was the Autumnal Equinox. But, I did not do anything special for it, because I was in a really foul, agitated, irritated and irate mood; not the kind of headspace one should be in to do a quiet and private observance ritual kind of thing ( Read more... ) -
Insert subject here when one is thought of.
If what Katherine Anne Porter said is true, and “Human life itself may be almost pure chaos, but the work of the artist is to take these handfuls of confusion and disparate things, things that seem to be irreconcilable, and put them together in a frame to give them some kind of shape and meaning ( Read more... )