Oh, World of Warcraft.
“Just when I thought I was out…they pull me back in.”
Dan: Taken alone, the philosophical teachings of Jesus are Buddhism with a Hebrew accent – Kindness, tolerance, brotherhood, love.
A ruthless realism acknowledging that life is as it is here on earth, here and now the kingdom of god, meaning goodness, is right here, where it should be `I am what I am becoming.“
That’s what the Buddha brought in.
John: And that’s what I taught.
But a talking snake make a lady eat an apple, so we’re screwed.
Heaven and hell were peddled so priests could rule through seduction and terror. Save our souls that we never lost in the first place.
I threw a clean pass… they ran it out of the ballpark …” – The Man From Earth
So, yesterday afternoon, I went down to Whole Addiction Piercing and Tattoo down in Coral Springs, FL to get inked by my friend Michael Fish Fisher – who I knew back in my D.C. days. He relocated down here awhile ago and I wanted to get some ink from him while I was down here.
This is the completely wonderful result. It’s on the back of my right calf, and it’s currently stinging and swelling, but still looks gorgeous. I’m VERY happy with the piece. Fish did a fantastic job.
Then, I drove up to Palm Beach to hang out and model for a nude photo shoot. The pictures turned out great, and I can’t wait to see how the finished result turns out.
I spent the night at their place, out in Matilda (because it’s the best bed in town 🙂 ), and then headed up to Deltona, FL for the Tomokoa gem and mineral show, where I found the perfect black opal for a piece a friend is working on for me, a nice collection of silver charms and a gorgeous piece of Larimar that looks like blue waves lapping at a dark shoreline.
All in all, great day!
Now, EXHAUSTED, I’m crashing out for the night in a KOA.
What am I doing this weekend? Well – I’m getting a tattoo, doing a nude photo shoot, and then going to a gem and mineral show three hours north.
It’s kinda like rolling up to the cash register at your local grocers with a pack of condoms, a gallon of bleach, a hair net and a wire brush – in order of randomness.
Six Pack – Erotic Encounters, my book of Erotic Short Stories, is now finally available in eBook format over at Smashwords.
Tomorrow, I’m heading down to Coral Springs, FL to get tattooed by an old friend of mine from D.C. It’s about time I got some of his ink on my skin, and I haven’t seen him in FOREVER.
I am officially exhausted. Entire site build from the ground up, even through WordPress, has been very productive, but also very tiring. I haven’t really been taking breaks because once I get a bug up my ass about something, I kinda just have to ride it out.
Also, FINALLY got both novels listed for sale on Smashwords. I’d been wanting to do that for awhile, but just hadn’t gotten around to it with everything else I’ve been running around doing.
In a few minutes, I’m finally going to yank my butt off this chair, get the hell away from the computer for a little bit, and go to a full moon drum circle on the beach here in West Palm Beach.
There is something about yourself that you don’t know. Something that you will deny even exists until it’s too late to do anything about it. It’s the only reason you get up in the morning, the only reason you suffer the shitty boss, the blood, the sweat and the tears. This is because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are. “Fear or revere me, but please think I’m special.” We share an addiction. We’re approval junkies. We’re all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The “hip, hip, hoo-fucking-rah.” Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on, you crazy diamond. Cos we’re just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others. – Jake Green, Revolver