Home and sweaty
Ewwww body so gross, feet have been bare footed at SeaDogs for 2 days and wow they are gross. It is so sweaty and hot, oh my so sweaty and hot- its why we came home, no reason to sit in 100 degree heat for another 5 hours, ew.Fabulous highlights from Seadogs-Tasseomancy (tea leaf/coffe grind reading) and Palmistry classesHanging out with palmistry lady who lives here in Portland and who I hope stays in touchBuying some pirate/sca etc garb that makes me smile, including one shirt that I ordered customHouse Daos' Cardinal Sin having his body waxed for fundraisingThe Inquisitions/Entertainment/Mass etc at DaosTime with Makaze and his grrl, watching fire, shopping, and smoking cigarsFighting (and loosing, to the guy who won the competition) in the topless knifefight competitionHanging out with the drunken monkTying up da adamTime with da adam and Coral, on lots of levelsSeeing old SCA, Cam, and Kink friends, some of whom (like Martin McGrath) I had not seen in fucking ages.Already having a "sponsor" for next year if I want to go back (the Furry one has a sponsor too should he want it)The Wet Chemise Contest that made me giggle to high heavenGetting to spend 2 days barefoot at a big event balancing big water bottles on my headFried bacon this morning... hmmm... baconThis weekend, camping with Daos really reminded me that I still want to, some year, develop an SCA style household, or hell, a leather household, and better yet, combine the two into a pirate adventure D/s spiritual exravaganza.My plot/idea for a house...Setting to sea from England after a treaty between two Cardinals of the Catholic Church of Spain and the Church of England, the trading ship ______ set sail back for Spain. The ships roster read that on board were the emmisaries from the Church, a small group of English country folk hoping to strike out for new land many of whose family had just been killed in a great tragedy, a group of food merchants hoping to breed good wine cross-cuttings, and a selection of other travelers, along with the crew of the _____ and her captain, recently married to an English woman and taking her back to his native Barcelona.After setting sail for Spain, the ship was not heard of again for many years, until recently. The Ship has come back into port with the Captain and original Cardinals no longer to be heard of, but a woman claiming to be the Prophet of ______ dresses in the cardinals formal robes and is preaching a strange breed of faith and debauchery that has set many people on edge. Rumors abound of the ship setting to ground in deep dark africa, time amongst local savages (cannibals? did they come back with dark rituals?), and the strong caste system that has developed amongst the crew of the _____... and people seeking out its ranks, as new crew or as acolytes, to delve into their desire to serve a greater good than the Queen or God as good christians know it.The idea- semi-formal D/s household, house colors red, black and something else (green?)- house sigil red hand over a black circle on a background of some sort- maybe black... oooh, mysterious. Fabulous people in sexy religious garb at night, yummy food in the day. And yes, I wanna be the Prophet and have big rituals that can be real, can be joking, depending on the mood of the day. We could show up to kink events as an extended leather household's crew (with Hunter and I as the core, the Prophet and the Captain of the Gaurd from the Church's regiment) in full regalia and have it be a blast, have sexy nuns do blasphemous things, and I think it would be a fun gimmick that could transfer well from social circle to social circle. I even figured out a system for who can wear what house color regiments, depending on if it is folks who are in it just for the fun vs actual leather family members etc. A rank system... one to four hands depending on rank (five hands only for Prophet during her spiritual working time), color changes, left hand vs right hand prints depending on statement of intent within the house, etc.Anyway :) Anyone else amused by this idea? If I have the energy/people, I am very tempted to put this together in time for Camp Crucible maybe next year? The cult could have branches internationally though, and of course I and other cult members would have to develop inane rituals like the Dicordian Friday Hot dog ritual (which is not inane, ok, I think it is)http://www.campcrucible.com/Mind you, I've also wanted to more seriously actually start forming a cult as I as a person/priest/ess etc do have followers... my own real world cult which I call my "Sensual Fellowship" has the following tenents:Practice CompassionLive and Love ConsciouslyKeep Your Eyes and Spirit OpenFeed Your SoulSupport the ArtsLove Your Body as a Temple, Tool and PlaygroundSpend Time in the Light of the WorldI like the idea of the fake cult having the same base tenents for its Right Hand path (since the logo is a hang, think red hand for blood on the hand of every man, for the man who cut off his hand and threw it to shore to claim land, for red hand of doing things that needed done, etc).I also did Dyke night friday night, after spending time at Powell's and hitting the 50% off sale at the Future where I found, finally, tall black leather spats. I ended up performing to "Slow Motion" and "Never let you go", got to be an sexy angry butch creature, then tie up Ms Lynnda on stage after blowing smoke in her lungs, woof. Not a bad show given I hadn't made it up til an hour before I went on, as I had not planned on performing, but honestly I was a little bored. Ended up meeting and helping play with one of Coral's play partners, which was... odd. What the fuck is a "Real Queer Femme"? No one knows.So yeah, I need to tackle some work, but the heat is sucking out my soul.