Sorry it's been a while since I've posted. I have just moved back to New York this week, and have been kind of busy trying to get all my shit together here. Slowly, I'm getting it done.

Anyway, what I want to bring to every one's attention is the furry convention I went to. It took place August 7-9, but I only went on the 8th in the evening for a dance party.For those of you who don't know what a furry is, according to WikiFur (http://furry.wikia.com/wiki/WikiFur_Furry_Central), "The word furry has several meanings, dependent on the context in which it is used. Predominantly, it means "consisting of or resembling fur".[1] It also pertains to an interest in anthropomorphic animals and/or mythological or imaginary creatures which possess human or superhuman capabilities. The plural form of furry in all its contexts is furs or furries; the subjects of furry interest are also known as furries." Just go check out the website, it's pretty amazing.

While at the amazing furry dance party on that Saturday night, I dance my little non-furry ass off. With the help of the amazing and wonderful Piper, Alejandro, and Val. The music was some awesome new spin-off of 90's techno and trance music. Not my usual cup of tea, but I danced harder then I have in a while. I think it may have been because of the atmosphere of the convention.There weren't that many people there, and not many people were dancing super hard (unless you include the kids doing Poi with glow stick, which at times was quite impressive). But I think the reason that I just went for my dance was because I knew, I just knew, that everyone there felt safe and comfortable. Which in turn made me feel safe and comfortable.

It was an enlightening experience because I realized that I enjoy spaces where people are allowed to be themselves. Which, I still think there are not, nearly, enough spaces for that. As a radical who has been in a lot of different radical spaces, I don't think that I have been to many that have made me feel as comfortable as FurCon.Many radical spaces have a huge feeling of pretension around them, although the may be a "safer space". Being at FurCon was definitely a safer space for folks to be at, but minus all our pretentious hang ups and bullshit. So, if you are a radical and reading this (or even if you aren't), let's drop the act and let people be exactly what they need to be as much as possible.

Here are some pictures below...I only took the first one. The convention was a non-erotic furry convention, but I did leave a really sexy furry picture at the bottom for everyone. Maybe I'll do another post on sexy furry time.

TITWRENCH '09

So, last weekend was the first annual TITWRENCH Festival. For those of you who don't know, TITWRENCH is a lady-centered, DIY music and arts festival in Denver. I spent most of my time wandering around as a floating volunteer, helping wherever was needed. I was butt-tired after the festival and I was only volunteering part-time. All I have to say about the flolks that put the festival together is, YOU ALL FUCKING ROCK AND ARE FUCKING HARD-CORE FOR WORKING SOOOOOOOOOOOOO HARD ON THIS! So, if you see any of the folks that put the festival on, give 'em a big hug or a high five or something. It's really incredible to see this kind of thing in Denver, and for it to be such a big success.

Despite my volunteering, I was still able to see all of the bands that I wanted to. Some of my fav acts were Christian Teenage Runnaways, Hell Kite, Hot White, and Married in Berdichev. All of the other acts that I saw, were amazing as well. Here are some pictures from the festival...hope you enjoy them (especially the naked ones of me).

Plus check out this video I took of Married in Berdichev.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtCfaDS-Cfw

A Mild Night with Friends

So, this is my first post to my blog. Which I guess is exciting, if you are into this sort of thing.

Anyway, two nights ago I went to the Thunder in the Mountains after party, in Denver. Thunder in the Mountains is the biggest BDSM convention in the nation. I was hoping to see some acquaintances I haven't seen in a while. They weren't there like I was hoping, but I did get to spend the evening with some other friends I haven't seen in a while.

The after party took place at the Denver Sanctuary, which is one of Denver's dungeons where play parties and such are had. When we got there I got to watch my friends Jim and Bandita beat the snot out of my dear, dear friend Piper. It was a beautiful sight to watch.

After that I walked around and just enjoyed the screaming, slapping, giggling, and general fun sounds and sights.

Eventually, I sat down with Jim and Bandita talking about the leather scene and how I felt slightly disenchanted with it. And also, how I haven't really been bottoming in scenes lately. Next thing you know, Bandita has my head pushed down into a chair whilst Jim is pummeling me with harder and harder blows all over my body. All the while I am making jokes, funny noises, and lots of laughs.

It was a good scene to bottom to, since I hadn't done it in a while. It was like playing a game with old friends. Unfortunately, I kind of forgot that you get sore the next day after a beating. So, there was no gym for me the day after. It was a lot of fun, though. So it was worth it. Enjoy Jim and Bandita's handiwork.

This first post is dedicated to Jim and Bandita. For being good enough friends to beat me up.