This is me...or at least my shadow trying to be artsy.

CAMPING......YAY!!!!!!!!!!!

We had a great time...wish you were there!

I guess there should be a great story behind these pictures, the truth is, I was drunk, so was he, and he asked to smack my ass. So what could I do except say yes. We were only going to take one picture but the guy wasn't happy with the first 3, so we took the fouth.

So this year I spent pride in my home town of Los Angeles. I didn't go to the parade, and I had a blast. I took a whole bunch of pictures with random gay boys. Which made me miss my boy's back in NY, but at least I got my annual boob grab by a gay man. In fact it was by this speci-man right here.

By the warmth of the fire we stand...Suzzy Parker took this picture. A very fine one indeed. Thank you Suzzy Parker....Thank you!

So, here sits Jamie and I...

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Day Two...a bunch of us...me included flew down a ice incrusted hill on rubber tubes. Now, this might sound a little life threatening but I assure you it was quite thrilling. A few of us...me included ended up biting it...which if you are one of my friends...ends up being very funny. In my case I was run over by a large prepubescent boy with braces and an inferiority complex-but I didn't get hurt. If I had, that boy wouldn't have any balls to drop.

While a few of the girls went snowboarding the rest of us decided to take a "walk" around the lake. Here you see us posing for the next issue of Lesbian Outdoor life.

THE BEGINNINGS OF BIG BEAR

This is where we stayed. A cozy two bedroon cottage with one Bathroom and 10 women...now, I think this normally would have been a problem-but seems to me-it worked out just fine. What I would like to call mutual respect and unselfish behavior.

DOUBLE ZERO'S MY HERO!!!!!!!!!

This is my baby Jamie- sportin her MisFits sweatshirt. Aint we cute? This was day two of softball, I cracked myself out on a venti latte with Baileys Irish Cream...which fyi ended up being mostly Baileys by the end of the cup. Then I furthered my already quickening heartbeat with a red bull. This gave my plenty of energy to scream my little heart out so the entire team could hear.

From top to bottom...Bekah, Jessi, Nikki.

FYI Jessi is driving...I was informed she was ok to drive. In any case, even if she was sober, we weren't which made the trip to the bar in "The Red Rocket" less than perfectly safe.

Say HI to Bobbie and Bekah.

Bekah, Jessi and I were MisFits SUPER FANS for the weekend.

Bekah is drinking wine, Bobbie is drinking gold fish.

5 Bedrooms, 3 baths, living room, dining room, kitchen, heated pool, hot tub. AND 15 women, which ended up being about 20 or maybe more. These pics are the bedroom I shared with Jamie, and the bathroom that the both of us shared with Christine and Nikki. Plus whoever else decided to use it.

CHEERS IN PALM SPRINGS, I started my night like any other normal person. Then I continued to drink, and drink, then swim, and hot tub, and DRINK...then Dance, and Dance. Then I woke up and watched an entire day of Softball- and don't let the fact that it was palm springs fool you. It was cold, damn COLD.

A very Costal Christmas- says I.......I took this picture right before we ate dinner. Fucking Beautiful huh? So a costal fare-crab enchilada's, corn and crab fritters, poached salmon, salad, rolls, and too many sweets to even name.

Two more pictures of my view coming down the California incline to PCH. I left work early this day, and got lucky enough to see the sunset.

I'm on Ocean in Santa Monica, not pictured is the Santa Monica Pier off to the left. I work 3 blocks from this intersection.

Here you See, the Malibu Sport Fishing Pier. Day and Night. This side of the sign has not been fully lit for at least 10 years.

Forgive the clarity- I was going about 60 mph when I passed this landmark. The Malibu Beach Club- where if my peers remember those crazy kids from West Beverly High spent every summer.

This is the infamous Moonshadows, where Mel got bombed before he was pulled over and made all those Anti-semetic remarks. Before that incident, Moonshadows was a little bit under visited, but after EVERYBODY and their mother decided it was a cool place to go.

Here you see the entrance to Chers compound. Now, I pass this almost every morning on my way to work.

I have never seen a soul enter or exit the property. I swear, it's like Cher and the Music Factory. I'm positive she has oompa loompa type creatures. I mean, the wig and costume care alone would take several normal sized people. I'm sure the oompa loompa labor is cheaper and quieter.

So, yes I know...I don't celebrate Christmas. But I saw this "decoration" in J. Darling's neighborhood. And I had to give a shout out to Jesus.

So, Happy B-day my brother!!!

This is "my other ride"

I call her the White Rabbit, Brand new Mongoose mountain bike, 8 speed (automatic) front shocks which are awesome over speed bumps and during trail rides.


Thankfully, I got exactly what I wanted this year, a new bike- and someone special.

Thank You J. Darling!!!

Ladies and gents, this is my ride. I call her the black bomber. 2 Door, Ford Explorer Sport, tan interior, CD Player... I love her to death.

She treats me well, and gets me everywhere I want to go. She's an old girl- but I've been know to like the older sort.

Just so you can get a better idea of where I live. The two exteriors of the house are from the street. One Interior of the kitchen with a bit of the dining room, the other interior of the dining into the living room. I spared you my bedroom, because it's not all that interesting. The beach is a short walk from the house across PCH, the pool, hot tub and dry sauna are a 3 block walk to the gated entrance. I heart the kitchen, lots of counter space which is great when I am cooking up the storm I call dinner. You will get a picture of my ride soon, I'm having my car washed today so it will be all shiny and pretty for it's Blog debut.