Lydia Love wrote:
well I think I am starting to understand this whole BM thing now
No, honey. You don't. You haven't been there yet. This year will be my 7th and I don't understand it.
God, that feels so good to hear some one else say it!
Lydia, my 7th too.. and every year I go it is a totally different experience. It's begining to turn into this litmus test of what the fuck have I been doing or wasting my time on in the 'between times' Holy turds!, have I taken on a totally new addiction without knowing it? 'Warning, Warning! BM could be addictive to your perception of realty' somebody stop me, I'm rambling again, just like I do all week when I'm on that crenulated crust of of flat bottom existence with a plethora of other souls just trying to have a good fuckin' camping trip .. and my mind's eye then drifts to: "And I Love it here and I love the smell of JOTS pumping our well packed stalls in the morning with my hang-over cure cup of coffee as this day-glo burner goes riding by down the street on his bicycle in dawns early light playing reveille on his Tuba! (sorry, I'm having flashbacks) All I can say is listen to Lydia, she knows, she knows...!