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aukestrel, bethbethbeth, denise raymond, imkalena, kelyingtyn, liaison27, rustler, the_star_fish, twistedchick, and vagabondage and her mate. Lovely folks, all. We drank scotch, gay scotch, good vodka, great gin, miscellaneous beers of intriguing extraction (pumpkin ale? Cool!). Yet somehow I managed not to get even vaguely tipsy through all that imbibing. Something is WRONG with me.
We watched gay porn and gay not-porn and did much talking and there was much knitting that went on by folks other than myself. They kept intimating that I should be doing so as well. It's a conspiracy, I tell you.
I did NOT pack for the weather-- like an idiot I didn't check the Cinci forecast and packed for the sort of weather we've been having at home. Silly me. It was in the 40's and near-record rainfall for most of the weekend. I seem to have that effect when I travel... rain follows me. Though sadly it does not manifest at HOME where we need it. Gah. Froze my butt off. Fortunatelytwistedchick loaned me a gorgeous handknit heavy sweater and a serape to keep me warm. On Saturday we drove out to Fort Ancient to see the Hopewell Culture earthworks. That was tres cool (literally and figuratively). There was ritual wearing of small children's clothing on the heads of some of our tribe members. :) Someday I would like to see the Snake mound. And amusingly enough we were mistaken for Girl Scout Troop leaders. The Girl Scouts would never be the same. We decided we should have a Gay Porn Writing merit badge and a Safe Sex merit badge. :)
The trees in fall foliage were stunning. Here in Colorado we mostly have two colors of fall foliage: yellow, and brown. In Cinci there were *zillions* of colors... purple, brick, scarlet, gold, chartreuse, burgundy, pumpkin-- wow. Just amazing. Sometimes all on the same tree.
The flights to and from were made bearable by the ingestion of products from a large pharmaceutical corporation (I'm not afraid of flying but I have claustrophobia) and the flight back was half empty so I didn't even have to share a seat. Plus there was eyecandy across the aisle from me-- I'm a sucker for goodlooking men in tweed sportcoats over jeans.
It's been hella busy since I got back though. The price one pays for a few days off. :-P
aukestrel, bethbethbeth, denise raymond, imkalena, kelyingtyn, liaison27, rustler, the_star_fish, twistedchick, and vagabondage and her mate. Lovely folks, all. We drank scotch, gay scotch, good vodka, great gin, miscellaneous beers of intriguing extraction (pumpkin ale? Cool!). Yet somehow I managed not to get even vaguely tipsy through all that imbibing. Something is WRONG with me. We watched gay porn and gay not-porn and did much talking and there was much knitting that went on by folks other than myself. They kept intimating that I should be doing so as well. It's a conspiracy, I tell you.
I did NOT pack for the weather-- like an idiot I didn't check the Cinci forecast and packed for the sort of weather we've been having at home. Silly me. It was in the 40's and near-record rainfall for most of the weekend. I seem to have that effect when I travel... rain follows me. Though sadly it does not manifest at HOME where we need it. Gah. Froze my butt off. Fortunately
twistedchick loaned me a gorgeous handknit heavy sweater and a serape to keep me warm. On Saturday we drove out to Fort Ancient to see the Hopewell Culture earthworks. That was tres cool (literally and figuratively). There was ritual wearing of small children's clothing on the heads of some of our tribe members. :) Someday I would like to see the Snake mound. And amusingly enough we were mistaken for Girl Scout Troop leaders. The Girl Scouts would never be the same. We decided we should have a Gay Porn Writing merit badge and a Safe Sex merit badge. :) The trees in fall foliage were stunning. Here in Colorado we mostly have two colors of fall foliage: yellow, and brown. In Cinci there were *zillions* of colors... purple, brick, scarlet, gold, chartreuse, burgundy, pumpkin-- wow. Just amazing. Sometimes all on the same tree.
The flights to and from were made bearable by the ingestion of products from a large pharmaceutical corporation (I'm not afraid of flying but I have claustrophobia) and the flight back was half empty so I didn't even have to share a seat. Plus there was eyecandy across the aisle from me-- I'm a sucker for goodlooking men in tweed sportcoats over jeans.
It's been hella busy since I got back though. The price one pays for a few days off. :-P
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