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  • welcome to the hole

    welcome to the hole

    Once upon a time, I kept a LiveJournal account, gryphons_hole, a deep, dark, comfy little hole in my brain where I kept notes on my life and queerness.

    This is the archive to that account, mostly password protected, adult, queer content, stripped of photo content after the site restructured its photo hosting feature. I hope to restore that content as well.

    If I know you, ask for the password. If I don’t, hope for a generous mood.

    08.18.24 I have realized a need to continue in this space. A kink reawaking if you will, with content that may range into inappropriate for my other blog spaces.

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  • prim and proper

    prim and proper

    I guess I am feeling better than I realized. As it turns out, there was a birthday party to attend last night. And I am still getting used to being able to do stuff on Friday nights… Anyway, the party was on the other side of my floor, about twenty paces away, best kinda just-want-to-socialize-for-a-bit opportunity there is. A bit stretched for a long while. I shouldn’t be surprised at feeling socially repressed after three years on evening shift…

    Anyway, I hit up Brooks Brothers’ how-to site and brushed up on bow tie tying…

    At work, we have created an expression for when a set-up is so right-on that it needs little to no adjustment, which is rare…

    First book out.

    This is the first bow out. I haven’t tied a bow tie since my sister’s wedding some twenty years ago. I would attribute the successful to the how-to page. I do like that site.

    Oh! And I think that the braces drive the look home to stay, even if they were a hidden detail for most of the night. I thrive on that sort of thing.

    I must confess: I have been hiding an obsession about sweater vests. I know! I feel I should be ashamed simply because the first five months of searching at the DAV yielded nothing but acrylic… *gasp* I thought that should maybe be telling me something. I mean, my gay gene gets hives just thinking about acrylic…

    *shudder*

    But the Magic Portal™ has opened and borne fruit, and the sweater vests have been gathering in my studio. I have only now gotten around to wearing any. Perhaps I was waiting for the bow ties… I think the final step was seeing Michael Emerson‘s character make his Machiavellian maneuvers towards the alternate-world principal-ship in a bow tie/vest combo in the most recent episode of Lost. As much as I want to not like the character for his scheming, his costumer nailed the look in this episode. Hot in a way that so few ever want to admit to finding hot.

    I like that kind of thing.

    Oh! And the final shots are for all the nay-sayers in attendence at the party! OMGosh! Like no one at all today could actually be able to tie a bowtie on his own… As if I would choose a clip-on.

    *gasp*

    *smooch*

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  • box-o-bows

    Last fall, when I was attending summer camp, I had a delightful conversation with two of the employees of the leather vendor at the event. Mostly, it involved the topic of reinventing fetish and my emerging dandyism, as it were.

    As it turns out, one of the two is a big-time thrifter and peruser of estate sales. He made mention of a box of vintage bow-ties that he never managed to make use of… and that if he ever located it in the storage situation that has amassed from moving multiple households into one, he would send them my way.

    They showed up earlier this week, with a note mentioning that they had previously belonged to one Jeremiah Hickey, as in the original president and one of four founders of the Hickey-Freeman Company. Yes, that Hickey-Freeman Company…

    Um, holy crap! Wow.

    One of the bows still had a label on it, reading Superba Cravats…

    Most of them are either imported cotton or a cotton-silk blend. According to Leviticus, God may not like that second group… LOL

    Jeremiah must have been a tiny man: the first thing I had to do was slide adjust them from a fourteen inch neck to seventeen. Must be all those growth hormones these days…

    And, yes, they showed up in an old cigar box. They are that sort of fellows.

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    Looks like it is time to brush up on a new knot.

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  • calling off

    I am staying home today.

    I am going back to bed.

    Blergh.

  • the strangeness that is my body

    For all the health problems I have had, my body is an amazing thing: how it works and what it can fight off astounds me on a regular basis.
    Of course, I have learned not to fight against what it needs.

    Last night, after each trip to the toilet, I took an anti-diarrheal pill (as is indicated by the instructions)… As soon as the chills showed up, I went to bed, fully dressed in trousers, socks and heavy sweater, buried beneath every blanket I own. That was 7pm. I just awoke a few minutes ago.

    Honestly? I feel like I have been hit by a truck, but the chills and tremors and fever and gurgling stomach are gone.

    *whew*

    Thank you all for the well-wishes.

    *smooch*

  • ugh.

    *cue aches*

    *cue chills*

    *cue tremors*

    *cue frantic trips to the toilet every fifteen minutes*

    Ugh.

    Good thing my body and I have a strong mutual understanding: I will gladly sit upon the toilet for an eight hour stretch so long as I do not ever need to bow before it.

    Ugh.

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