Looks like it's a party for lightweights.

It's the mixing of the two, not the amount that's most important...

Flaming xots for flamers.

IF YOU PLAN TO XIP OFF BOTTLES, PACK 'EM UP TONIGHT CUZ GROUND TAKES 5 DAYS FROM THE WRONG COAST!!!! PM ME FOR THE 'TAILS....

Bottles of what?

Hopefully not Doubs --

Best to priority overnight via Fedex or UPS.




Safer too.

I sent some Holy Water in case anyone needs an exorcism.

Black Lickerish Tasting Crap™, Beer, Holy Water,
or all of the above...

So true. I'm a little homesick for that whole side of the country these days. I could give half a shit about booze anymore, but I'd love to see all of you (Actually about 6 of you, but I might as well be polite).

If you start thumbing it now,
I think you could make it.

I could interpret that in one of two ways,
only one of which is correct, as I have to work next weekend.

Work is overrated.

You have a paranoid hen party to attend.
Priorities, lass. Priorities.

No can do, sugar. I'm paying the price for the summer's shenanigans.

And that's why
she's asleep on
the living room
floor.

yeah,
right

We need a couch for me to monopolize.

I need some Destin, Fl.
authentic hurricane hurt
beach chairs.

"Authentic" my snowy ass.

MMMMM, s n o w y a s s . . .


I'd like to see your snowy ass in Seattle next weekend . . .

Not a snowyass'
chance in hell.

It, I, and our freckles are consigned to just another Southern weekend. Alas.

What is this, how you say, she-cattle?

You know Rimbaud, I don't know about wolves made of cheese
but someone once said my head was.
I was thinking the other day!
it takes a desperate person to climb on an airplane. . .
oh, shit.
I woke up today wishing I could write like I was drinking,
but thinking always gets in the way.
Maybe a two liner from long ago was my peak and I'm on my way down,
being sober reminds me of being straight, picking it apart,
never starting, there's the part where we edit and that's really why we never get it.
I'd give it to you, but I ain't got it, if I did it would be mundane, or Id stay inside that day and hide, it's a matter of pride, do you want everyone to know you're insane?
You know, I never hear voices, except when I was a kid I thought I heard my mother calling me
but it was convenience.
Not writing for you is easy too, my selfish pact
no wait, it's my shellfish act,
my lips are sealed and I feel
if you pried me open you'd find a pearl but I'd be dead, and your fingers sticky.

Luckily I don't pay my bills by writing
only problem is, what I do do don't either.
I admire those people who keep their nose to the grinding stone
me, I'm picky, so I starve.
I work pretty hard most of the time, I feel like I'm always onto something, not that will pay but something that relieves the boredom and pain of being semi sane. White noise for all the girls and boys,
and then we're dead.
Fall down, go ahead now
we all fall down.

The best place to all fall down would probably be Jackfest™.

Being an artist, a writer, a poet, a musician is semi-sanity

I feel what you say and I'm falling too

broke as hell and in debt

and yes, Jackfest is a good place to do it.

It takes a desperate person to xow up at JackFest™...

Buncha fuggin' misfits.

I already fell down, like that old lady in the commercial, but I don't have that Life Alert shit, so I'm staying put.

Perhaps I would be wise to consider that course of action.
Or inaction, as it were.

Hey, once you're on the floor, you're safe.* You can't fall off of that!













*except at Jackfest where you might be subject to drunken predation.

I wish you could make it. The female to male ratio is pretty low. Need mo' sistas.

What?

The Queens don't count?

Fests are never heavy on RealLiveWimmins.
You'll understand why when you've attended one.

We're all gay.

Wimmins & leather bars don't mix?

Damn straight!

I'm sure you're all packing up for the JackFistFest™ as I'm packing up for the Absinthiades.
So have a great week-end and please take as many pictures as you can.
Take care (or not) !
Cheers !

Im going to Disney World.

Grate, you can still take pictures and post them here if you capture Pluto riding Minnie.

I'm not a fag-hag. So I'll miss the Cuff and see you Saturday!

Then yer just a fag...

quit haggling.

Fag shag + jet lag = real ragged.

I prefer R Place, when it comes to Capitol Hill Gay Bars.

But, I'm a suburbanite and don't often go in to "Town" to drink. I like to be within crawling distance of home.

I'll be home, naked and sober Friday night. G&C has my number if anyone needs to be bailed out.

I may not enjoy bars, but I do like parties. Sausir will even be making a rare clothed apperance at the fest.

I thought we were going to Oz.

HA! Saturday will be close enough...

If there's a no nudity clause for Fests, I've certainly never seen it observed.

I'm not really gay but I tell my wife that so she won't be jealous of all my girlfriends.

Fag...