Tiny Mammals

I saw a pair of baby, or juvenile, squirrels playing and rummaging side by side in my front yard today.  Too cute!  They got startled and froze in the same position, in the same direction, at the edge of a wall.  Looked like a pair of little squirrel sentry statues.

I'm a big Mystery Science Theater 3000 fan, although I didn't get into it until the show was almost over.. around season 8.  When I lived in CA and didn't have the Sci Fi channel, my dad was kind enough to tape and mail them to me.  I have stacks of video tapes of old shows.  I decided it was time to modernize, so I've been working on getting them onto dvd.  It's a slow process.. it takes an awful long time to burn a movie to dvd, but it sure will be a space saver.

Saw a Florentine (double-flogging) demo the other week.  I always wanted to know how to do that.  I've been practicing a little, but my left arm just isn't as strong or as coordinated as my right, so it gets tiring very quickly.  Clumsy, too.  I always get my falls tangled.  And getting your floggers all tangled is no way to impress someone.

Tipsy

I'm a little drunk tonight.   It's true.  Vodka.

I had a craving.  An olfactory craving, if you will.  So I wandered across the street- barefoot -over to the woods at 3 am to get to the mimosa tree.  I plucked a choice a blossom:  full, fuzzy, and fragrant, and brought it back home to sniff late into the night.

Ah the sweet scent of insanity.

I think it's Summer

It's been so hot the past few days.  Just went outside to listen to the bugs and heard a rustling under my small holly bush (there used to be 3 in a row, now there's just the one).  Lo and Behold, a good sized turtle was there, just rummaging in the leaves.  We stared at each other for long minutes.  I couldn't decide if I should take it to the woods across the street, or leave it where it was.  I finally left it there, figuring it must have a good reason to be under a holly bush.

Foggy dew

Just went for a walk in the dense fog out there.  It's so thick I could barely see to the end of the street, then everything blurs away.  Forlorn yet beautiful.  It's gonna turn into a sauna later today, for sure.  I always wanted to hang out somewhere where the fog creeps across the ground in wisps, layers revealing, concealing.  The only place I've been where I actually saw that was when driving through the redwoody hills on the coast, a ways north of San Francisco.  Very pretty out there.

Nothing much has happened lately, except I did finally break down and order a dollfie.  They're expensive but I've wanted one for so long.  I just hope I don't get ripped off.   It'll take weeks for it to get here anyway.

There's a chipmunk living in my front yard!

Not the bamboo! You bastards!

They cut down the bamboo!  Those people who moved in next door, those oh so normal people...  there was a tiny grove of pretty bamboo that lived in that backyard longer than I've been alive.  It's always been there.  And they went and cut it all down, every last green, bendy pole.  Alas.  It sounded so nice in the wind, was so shady, and made such a nice privacy wall.  They replaced it with a thick layer of big bark chunks.  That's so much more attractive.  They'll regret getting rid of all that shade come July.

I sense people

Uh oh.  I think there are people moving in next door.  That house has been empty for a couple years now, and I liked it that way.  Now I'll have to worry about the sounds of spankings.  It's difficult to instill proper discipline when one is walking on eggshells!  Well, perhaps it won't be so noticeable.
I took too long of a nap today, it'll probably mess up my sleeping for days.

I spent a couple hours looking through personals at various bdsm sites.  It seems the ones I'm most interested in are all taken and not looking (then why do you have a personal ad?).  And, ironically, a lot of the most interest-compatible ones are a little too wild for me.  I'm just boring, I guess, but I just don't enjoy clubbing and partying.  Living in Arkansas is a problem, and not simply because the scene here is so scanty.  I realize I'll likely have to relocate someone to me.  Problem is, I doubt there's too many who live in NY or CA who would want to move into the middle of nowhere and leave all that behind.  Kinda narrows the options a little.

People say you find what you want when you're not looking for it.  But the people who say that probably have never been alone for years and years.

May Springs Eternal

It's been some pretty nice weather lately.  Cold breezes, torrential rains, lightning... good stuff!  Sure has made the plants green.  I've got some mosquito bites, though, so that's a bad sign of things to come.  I was just outside hacking up some thorny, choking vine growing from the neighbor's yard.

There's not too much going on at the moment.  The new playrooms got a minor workout and everything went off without a hitch.  Or rather, there was considerable hitching, so it worked according to plan.  And nothing broke! 

I went to a friend's college graduation ceremony.  It's something she's been working on for a long time, and even though I haven't known her all that long, I know it hasn't been an easy thing to accomplish.  I was proud of her. 

Doncha hate it when you go to Blockbuster on new release day and there's nothing good at all?  I mean, as far as worthwhile movies go, the pickings are usually pretty slim, but the past month or so it's just been... bleah.  The other week I bought a used movie (a Wallace and Grommet, if you must know) but they forgot to take that yellow security lock out, the one that keeps you from opening the case.  After delicately mangling the case for a while trying to get the thing out in one piece without harming its precious cargo, I finally searched online.   Turns out the locks come loose with magnets.  Fiendishly clever. 

I saw two cardinals having sex.

... I want to take you home with me and tuck you into bed
I want to see what makes you tick inside your precious head
I want to see you laugh tonight, I want to see weep
I want to listen to you while you're screaming in your sleep...