Today was a nice, full day. I got to spend some great time with some of my family. You know, the other family, the one I get to pick.
I haven’t seen Bill and Terry for almost three years. I spent some good time with them before and after lunchish time. Bill had an appointment then so I stopped at Tuff Stuff again, until their return from the appt.
Bill’s back is busted and no one knows why… I can certainly understand the frustration of something like that. The stress that must cause on their relationship… I know that they have all the strength they need and then some to survive this, but sometimes they are not so sure. I would like to change this fact.
Right now, all I can do for them is be present and be my ever-delightful self and lighten the atmosphere. I think Terry will come to dinner with Bob and I on Friday. Back to TexAZ grill for steaks, I think.
I headed out in the evening to the middle-of-nowhere-north-valley to meet up with the Michaels and Michael U’s clan. His brother-in-law hosts numerous karaoke gigs. It was in a fraternal lodge sort of place, which was a bit unnerving from time to time, but over all enjoyable…Well, except for the big-lady-bartender that kept insisting my boots made me look like a Canadian Mountie. Of course her monstrous boobs were rubbing on my arm while she said this.
I am mostly sure that they had their own area code.
OH OH OH!
While I was at Tuff Stuff, I fell in love… No, you jack-wads, with new toys. (Although I did also bump into someone I always used to see in LA who is here for school now and hot as hell like always…) A pair of floggers. The tails are this great, heavy rubber strips. The handles are a broad-cut braided leather and they have these great chrome fixtures on the end, that turn out to be a set of finials, but look a bit like a bit, a bit like a boot rest for boot blacking and a bit like
a bottle opener.
They are kick-ass! They have a great weight and sting to the hit without needy a lot of muscle driving it, which means I can save some energy, which means they will be great for my current state…
Bob (not Bob-Bob but Bob at Tuff Stuff Bob…) made a deal I couldn’t refuse. He wanted to barter for some new artwork. Even more kick-ass! He’s the type of collector that wants it to be as whacked, as graphic and as nasty as I like to make it. Yea! for me.
And I now have a new pair of floggers. It has been too long since I added some new ones.
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