Thursday, September 12, 2013

Some chuckles and about ready to work.

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I remember one of the conversations about Burning Man, on the way to it, with Desert Cat.  I had some wonder about the art.  How good it would be.  He caught on pretty quickly and just rode my thought wave to see where it would go.  I mentioned something about strike-anywhere matches, and offering those freely to artists who failed the test.  He didn't quite want to tell me, but I finally got out of him that he had procured lighters to hand out.  He didn't want me hijacking his gifting stash because he was slightly, okay, truly afraid I would be handing them out to crushed artists.  And... I can't say the potential wasn't there.  As it turned out the art was pretty good.  Oh, there were little organic gooey things that weren't to my tastes, but even these I could see work and simply agree to disagree, more so with the majority of it being rather good, interesting, even interactive.  Yes, chuckles...

I am about to get started unpacking.  I meant to do it much earlier.  It simply did not happen.  I stayed up very late last night hoping I would get to it but that simply didn't work.  Tonight... I do believe I will at least hit it.  How much I will get done is another thing.  Having the grill out, to be set up tomorrow I hope, would be fantastic.  The grill makes feeding my face much easier.  And unlike my other grill I don't grimace and give the grill a look of fear as I try to cook things on it.  Most of it will simply go in beside my chair, to the laundry, with the dirty dishes, or wherever it belongs if it seems in good enough shape.  Hmm... yes, I think I can.  Tomorrow, when I wake, I will begin sorting and looking for the needed items.

Later, maybe good night.

5 comments:

  1. Oh pf. I came home with too many of them. Not as easy to find opportunities to give away as I hoped.

    You make me sound like a timid soul. Cautious maybe, but remember I connected with a girl named Mischief.

    No, do your alpha dog thing. Watching the results is...instructive.

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  2. I *expect* the DPS (Department of Public Spankings) thing next year, you know.

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  3. Yeah, I'm going to have to keep on the DPS thing. I am actually hoping to get a hat and chest badge, have the had already, that truly look official. Probably chromed brass shields. I have clothes that will fit just fine.

    The problem with being or not being an alpha dog is that... it's not as much choice as it seems, or not always. Sometimes I see a "squirrel" and no amount of begging or calling, or even bacon, will save that critter, at least from having to run. Remember the Monty Python piece? That... wasn't a joke. Urhm. Sorry, so sorry. While it doesn't always work out as I had intended, it often turns out okay, for me. Urhm, so far. :)

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  4. Will need a pad of "tickets" printed up, with various offenses printed thereon, each one deserving of a certain amount of spanking.

    My suggestion is either to issue it with the understanding that the offender will have the requisite spankings administered by a person of their choice, or immediately and in person by the Officer of Spanking Administrations (OSA) issuing the ticket.

    You come up with a list of ticketable offenses. I can help you brainstorm if required.

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  5. Well, and an appropriate paddle, with holster. Desert Cat? I think you are leading me astray! Hrm, but... just a little peril?

    Oh my, having met me, and seen how I do things... You have to know how... absolutely appropriate, and accurate, that clip is! Youch.

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