Evolution (Burning Man time lapses) from Delrious on Vimeo.

I told everyone I was going to be at the door taking tickets “early”, but it turns out I did the 730 p.m. to close shift at the OVAC 12X12 show. Saw lots of my peeps and tweeps. I got a flashing star to put on my lapel to indicate that I was a volunteer, but most people couldn’t stand to talk to me while it brightly went from blue to red — it was seizure-inducing, several people said.
I started to “make a night of it” and stopped by Flip’s. Saw Julie P., her enfianced sister and a couple of friends, but after that, on my way to who knows where, I just sort of quit and went home about 10:30 or 11 p.m. Guess I’d been on my feet longer than I thought.
Don’t tell anyone, but I thought the 12X12 was weaker this year than in years past. The economy?
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There are three nekkid couples frolicking in the rain outside my house.
A cardinal pair, a mockingbird pair and a bluejay pair are enjoying the rain this morning.

I’ve watched them play, sing, talk, preen and just completely enjoy God’s bathtime. Each pair has kept to itself and the male and female have been quite close together up on the roof, along my front wall and in the Rose of Sharon right outside by studio window.
The female cardinal was particularly talkative, although the bright red male would, on occasion, interrupt briefly.
The mockingbirds put on a duet that included a very long call that included the lyrics and melody of several other songbirds. Cover tunes, you might say.
The bluejay male is a brute, cocky about his manhood and dominance, and he’s shouting at all the other birds to get off his lawn.
Not to anthropromorphize or anything.
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I don’t have anything to say, I just thought you guys would like to see my most recent thumbnail picture.
Notice the hairdo, please. That is EXACTLY what my hair looks like every time I dye it green. I don’t know what is UP with that, but it makes me feel just so … so … fabulous.
Fuck that dead druggie. Caesar Romero, Si!
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