Day Off - Concluded

Something coming for everyone who participated in my Christmas card send-out.  Watch this spot carefully as this posting will be edited later tonight when the image I need is ready.

Thanks & take care.

afare24get

And if you're prone to dreaming see if you know this guy: http://www.thisman.org/ 

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I am big on secrecy, and those of you who know me know that a nom de plume is a part of any truly unacceptable lifestyle.  Am I judging?  No, but in that respect, I don't want to be judged either.

We certainly hope you all enjoy the show. And remember, people, that no matter who you are and what you do to live, thrive and survive, there're still some things that makes us all the same. You. Me. Them. Everybody. Everybody. ~ Elwood Blues

I am an erotic writer and artist, and I am outspoken towards the ideas allowed by our Constitution and by the Golden Rule.  Eventually, we're gonna cross someone we don't like, and we must get along with them.

Deep inside even the worst person is a little glimmer of good.

Inside me, inside my stories, are the talents given to me by my creator.  If you think I am squandering my gifts on erotica, you're reading the wrong damned blog.

I am trying to free myself, dropping from the sky, even at my age, taking chances, risk and hoping for the best.  I am working at being true to myself, and in that I limit access to myself.

That being said, this is the rest of my Christmas gift:

Oh, please, don't kill us. Please, please don't kill us. You know I love you baby. I wouldn't leave ya. It wasn't my fault.  No I didn't. Honest... I ran out of gas. I, I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts. IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!! ~ Jake Blues

I wish I could say I was more timely but I was actually interrupted in my process.  Since I didn't have time off from school I kept thinking, 'how hard can it be to find a photo booth that takes actual photos, not the laser-y kind from the malls that are available now.

Actually, they're kinda rare.

Only one was available in San Antonio, and I didn't see another one listed until Austin, and in the same kind of ice cream parlor as listed on the website link above.  Then I thought, 'I can do 4 poses for $1 and send them off to my friends, giving them something unique.'

BAM!

It was $3 a sitting, and I don't know why that didn't come to me.  Granted I had the money, but I was ill-prepared, and that was my downfall, one disastrous domino after another.

Rarity = expense, and since I haven't seen one since WoolCo in 1985, or McCreless Mall of that same era, I was growling under my teeth.  Then came the weather, the sweating, the chaos, screaming kids, and the ZAP! of the camera just popping off the photos.  Since I've never used a photo booth before I blew my chance at a unique present.

 

So I mailed the cards sans the image.

Why am I telling you all this?  Because I need to remember not to be a procrastubator and move quickly!  I want to create; then I need to sacrifice things like television, and I have to present whatever's done, good or bad, to the world.  If I hide it, it's like it never happened, and I can just deny it into oblivion.

So that's it.  Like I said, the world may get limited access, but my friends get a little more.

 

I am already thinking about Valentine's Day.  Who likes t-shirts?  Cookies?  Sculptures?  Prints?

Thank you all for listening.

 

Let the scorn begin.  

 

(Ha, ha!)

afare24get