Posts by author: Mush
In which what I’d expected — then not expected — happens. I just got laid off. I may be asked back… in a few months, at the earliest. Sadly, I’ve remembered that during my base year for unemployment (five quarters ago), I was working part-time. So I may not even be eligible for unemployment in […]
In which I go off on the farm. Again. I had breakfast yesterday at Bob Evans with the group. We laughed a lot. Then we walked back to the motel and BoSe left for an ‘urgent meeting’ in Truck & Bowling Jesus’ room *nudge nudge, wink wink*, and I got ravished. Then Bread gave me […]
In which plans change. But only somewhat! I’m going home tomorrow. I think. Unless something extraordinary happens in the next few hours. The boys are going to stay on here and make the mad roofing money, and I’m going to go home (in the Exploder) and resume my geek day job… and see my dogs […]
In which I get some. Bread tossed BoSe out for awhile this afternoon and ravished me. Then we took a shower in the motel’s massive bath. Then he went out and didn’t come back; probably to Truck & Bowling Jesus’ room. I started working on bids. I still have three to do, but here it […]
In which why the hell not. Behold my incoherent ramblings! (Maybe next time I’ll use a script.) (Yeah, right.) (This stuff is way better when it’s off the cuff. At least, I like listening to the ones that are clearly random.) Enjoy! Yes, I realize I’m a bit of a dork. In other news, I’d […]
In which I’m back in Indy. I drove up to Chicago — Oak Brook, actually — on Wednesday night. Saw Mother, ate a lot of Indian food. (I always eat like I’m starving when I go to see Amma.) Drove back this morning. Can I say that the stretch of Interstate called I-294/I-80 is a […]
In which there’s driving, shopping, laughing, getting lost, and delicious Indian food galore! I went to see Mother in Chicago. Actually, it was Oak Brook, not Chicago, but whatever. The drive there was fairly stressful toward the end; I spent practically two hours in 5-mile-an-hour traffic on the tollway, which sucked. Plus tollways in general […]
In which I’m driving to Chi-town. My guru, Amma, is in Chicago today and tomorrow. I’m gonna take the Exploder and drive up there for darshan. I haven’t failed to see Mother in July in at least ten years; don’t see why I should start now. V wants me to hitch a ride back to […]
In which it pays off! One good thing about being an Internet fag hag — and I use the term ‘good’ as it applies to me: your mileage may vary — is that the gay boys tend to let me know what’s happening on the UK pop scene. Which means that even though you can’t […]
In which we find the “Greenwich Village of Indianapolis,” (don’t laugh, it isn’t polite) and it really is Good! There’s a neighborhood north of downtown called Broad Ripple where all the brew pubs and coffee shops and bike shops and jazz clubs and groovy people hang out. It’s a half-hour drive from here, of course. […]
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