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Diary #564

The more complicated a plan, the more there is to go wrong with it.  So I was very relieved when I touched down in Seattle on Sunday afternoon without any major hitches.  Oh, there were a few minor ones of course, mostly invoving the drive down, but nothing infuriating or catastrophic.  Of course, I was pretty exhausted by the time I arrived; the van was unfamiliar and not nearly as maneuverable as I prefer in a vehicle, and every time I drive into the Bay Area I forget how large it is and continually need to re-adjust my time estimates.  But I arrived only half an hour over my ETA, and Matt now has his stuff, and I had a lovely visit with my gentleman on Saturday, and my flight back on Sunday was both short and uneventful. I’ll be returning to Sunset tomorrow, then this coming Sunday I’ll be speaking at the convention of the Libertarian Party of King County, which is starting to put more energy into promoting decriminalization.  I’m glad that’s only a short drive away; I hope to have at least a little recovery time before taking another flight.

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What is it going to take to get all of this to go away?
–  “officer” Josh Barlow’s swineherd, to his victim

It isn’t often that I see a good short film nowadays, much less a good sci-fi short, but this one is a masterclass in what one can do with a small budget and some excellent writing.  It was provided by Mike Siegel, and the links above it by President Dawg, Jesse Walker, Dave Krueger, Franklin Harris, and Cop Crisis (x3), in that order.

From the Archives

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Bathhouse 28

I’ve been frustrated about our lack of progress on the bathhouse for quite a while now, but unfortunately we’re at a bottleneck; the next step requires brackets which Grace has to make herself, but she’s been ailing for some time and so her progress has been very slow.  But she says she’ll finally be done next week, so we’ve started staging materials and maybe we’ll be getting underway again soon.  I’m hoping that the warmer, drier weather helps, and that once we get going we’ll be able to pick up momentum again.  If we’d been able to get the roof in place before the monsoon season, we’d have been able to work on the walls under the shelter.  But such was not to be, so now I’m hoping to get it done by at least the beginning of summer so we can work in the shade during July and August.  After the walls are up, we can get to work installing our second full bath.  And once that crappy old awning is out of the way, the little lady in the background of this pic will finally get to stand someplace where she can do her job alongside the hot tub.

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When Matt and I decided to divorce in 2014, I gathered all of his things I could find and met him in Las Vegas on my way to Seattle the following February.  But because we had so many things stored away in the shop in Oklahoma, some stuff got missed; as I went through the boxes after our move to Sunset, I set aside anything that belonged to him, and we’ve planned for over three years that eventually we’d figure out a way to get it to him.  Well, the time has arrived; one of my gentlemen has received both of his vaccinations and wants to celebrate with an overnight, so it was a perfect opportunity.  Yesterday I drove into Seattle, parked my car at my incall, and drove a rental van back to Sunset.  I loaded it up with Matt’s stuff and today I’m driving down to the Bay Area (not a big deal for me); tomorrow I’ll meet Matt, give him his stuff, and catch up on things (I highly recommend amicable divorce for those who can manage it).  Then I’ll spend Saturday night with my gent and fly back to Seattle on Sunday afternoon, take a day off on Monday, have a couple of self-care appointments on Tuesday, and drive back to Sunset on Wednesday.  I don’t mind travel nearly as much when somebody else is paying the tab, and I kinda needed to get out and stretch my legs a bit (metaphorically speaking) after a year of most everything being closed; assuming things go well, it’ll help me get my brain back into the space I’ll need for Freedom Fest in July.

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Diary #563

It’s now been over six weeks since my new pullets hatched out, so on Sunday I turned off their heat lamp for the first time since I bought them.  It’s now on a timer, set to go on at 8 PM and off at 8 AM; at this time of year the days here at Sunset are reasonably warm (predicted highs this week of 19 most days, 22 on Friday) but the nights are still pretty chilly (predicted lows of 2 most nights).  I’m traveling later this week, but Chekhov will mind them until I return, after which I’ll gradually shorten the lamp duration to give them their first taste of actual darkness before removing the lamp completely when they join the adult hens on May 9th.  It may seem like I make this process more complicated than it has to be, and given my propensity for imposing structure on my life that’s probably true.  But I’ve found these procedures to be the best way to raise healthy, contented chickens who dependably produce a lot of eggs and don’t give me any unusual trouble.  And that’s a good enough reason for me.

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I can’t breathe.  –  Marvin Scott III, probably

Most of these “songs in old languages” things aren’t very good, but this one was too appropriate to pass up!  It was provided by Emma Evans, and the links above it by Yasmin Nair, Dan Savage, Mistress Matisse, Kevin Wilson, Cop Crisis, Mike Riggs, and Dan Savage again, in that order.

From the Archives

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Diary #562

One of the many benefits of having chickens is never having to go out and buy eggs to color for Easter.  Of course, sometimes friends ask for them too, and Jae has been on a quiche kick for the past few months, and I recently culled my laying hens, and the pullets won’t start laying until summer, and some henhouse doofus broke an egg Sunday morning.  That means right now, there are actually only four fresh eggs in my kitchen, which is a pretty rare occurrence.  Of course, we have a whole basket of boiled eggs and a jar of pickled ones in the fridge, and I’m getting 3-4 a day from the four adult layers currently in the coop, so it won’t be long before we start building up again; I never want to have to buy those pathetic, undersized, weeks-old store eggs with pale yellow yolks ever again.  As I have aged, some things that in my youth I barely even thought about have become important parts of my self-care, and having a plentiful supply of fresh eggs is one of them.

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You’re doing this to yourself.  –  “officer” Scott LaPierre, to his victim

Here’s another unusual cover of my favorite Beatles song, because I felt like it.  The links above it were provided by Radley Balko, Lucy Steigerwald, Tim Cushing, Ally Fogg, Rick Horowitz, and Cop Crisis (x2), in that order.

From the Archives

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Upgrade

Some of you may have noticed that the address of this blog has changed; it’s now my own domain instead of a WordPress subdomain.  I’ve owned the domain for a while, but it used to point toward my escort site (whose address is subtly different), and now it points here.  It’s probably a move I should’ve made six or seven years ago, but some of you may have also noticed that I’m pathologically change-averse and rarely do anything like that unless I’m forced to.  Well, I was finally forced to.  Like most internet companies, WordPress employs a small army of programmers, and like most US employers it demands they stay busy; the result is a steady trickle of “improvements” that aren’t.  For several years now, the company has been trying to push its new “block editor”; I took one look and realized it was far less useful than the so-called “classic” editor (take a look at some sample one-star reviews, which outnumber all other reviews of the block editor by a factor of > 2 to 1).  But they kept pushing it, and sometime last year changed the site to default to it.  The “classic” editor was still available, but harder to get to, so I had to create several workarounds to keep going.  Then on the morning of March 17th, I awoke to discover that the company had removed the “classic” editor entirely; Google helped me discover that it was now only availble as a plugin, and plugins only work on upgraded sites, so here we are.  The change introduced some back-end problems (they only affected my view of the site, not readers’) which were solved with the help of WordPress tech support, and one gremlin seemed to have escaped into my android phone via Chrome and had to be exterminated separately.  But as of this writing, things seem fully functional again.

Other than the new, shorter address, another change is coming:  after all these years, I’m going to start taking advertising.  Since I’m now semi-retired and I don’t have nearly as much subscription income as I’d like, I definitely need to monetize the tremendous amount of work I’ve put into this site for over a decade and continue to put in on a daily basis. This doesn’t mean I’m throwing all of my standards out the window; I don’t like blinking, flashing, jumping, moving, distracting or otherwise annoying ads on other sites and I’m not going to allow them on mine if I can help it (that goes double for popups).  But since I’m not at all familiar with how the sytem works, it’s possible that such ads may get in without my permission via whatever delivery system I use, so it’s important y’all let me know if something like that appears (I may add a “report annoying ad” button or the like).  And if anyone wants to buy an ad from me, obviously we can talk.  The change will probably be slow as I feel things out and decide exactly what works for me, but I thought it only fair to let y’all know that it’s on the way.

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Diary #561

Whenever a person expresses surprise upon discovering that I’m a colossal nerd, I have to wonder if they’ve actually been paying attention for the past decade.  I mean, it isn’t like I’ve made any effort to hide it; I made a Star Trek reference in my very first column, and I have frequently mentioned sci-fi stories and TV shows, comic books, horror movies, Dungeons and Dragons, and many other nerdy things here, on Twitter, and in real life (this column was inspired by my glancing up at the tiny Dalek atop my desk).  And really, it’s important that I and other “out” sex workers not hide our nerdiness (or academic brilliance, or any other trait not generally associated with hot chicks), because showing the world what we’re really like makes it harder for prohibitionists to depict us as two-dimensional victims, vixens, or villains.  Social media does a lot more for sex workers than act as a vehicle for marketing; it allows people who might never have thought much about sex worker rights to recognize us as real, complex human beings like themelves, worthy of rights and respect.  And if Maggie Fucking McNeill can admit to owning enough stuffed animals to fill a good-sized display case, I doubt it will hurt your business to ‘fess up to writing Buffy the Vampire Slayer fanfic.

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