Today I got my melodica back.
Here is a panda belt buckle I am working on.
1
+ 1
= Angry gorilla belt buckle.
This on I've had for a while but didn't photograph as finished until now.
It's safe ... and shiny.
The Masons.
+ The Elks
Would equal an awesome belt buckle which I have not yet photographed.
Steve and Sarah came over for Margaritas with mint. Does that make them Margamohitos?
This weekend is "Graffiti Weekend".
What that means is:
People come from all over and drive their old cars around.
I will note that I drove my old car around all of last year an no one had a weekend for me.
Maybe it's because I didn't want to go cruising.
You can correct me if I'm wrong, but, I have always understood cruising to refer to gay men going to the park looking for hand jobs.
Is it possible that Roseburg has dedicated an entire weekend to hand jobs?
I didn't realize we were so progressive.
Assuming that is progress.
This woman had an extremely long cigarette.
And an Adams apple.
So, what all of this boils down to is: Roseburg takes one weekend a year and dedicates it to the small town gay community. And Roseburgs idea of progress is; blocking off traffic so that said gay community can drive around in circles looking for hand jobs.
I helped and added the "is".
A french fry in the sink.
Apparently we have moved on.
Here, Sarah regales us with stories about herself.
Really, the story was truly fascinating.
This is a butterfly we found while walking to my apartment to get popsicles.
Sadly, Sarah tried to squish it.
So I punched her.
Various things happened at the Idle Hour. Most notably though, was Justin's T-shirt portraying one bear asking another bear to pull his finger.
Greg has grown a mustache. I am just realizing now, in light of my realization about Roseburg's gay pride (Graffiti/cruising/hand job) weekend , why mustaches are so popular in Roseburg*, it's all secret code for "we're here, we're queer, we're undercover and looking for hand jobs..." (*Kenneth Anger: "Scorpio Rising"(1963))
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