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So, I was thinking about respect. We make that such a tenet of our construct here, and respect is one of our cornerstones.
Everybody wants respect. Sometimes, anyway.
Respect is not a lengthy list of specific rules and regulations centering on how you expect to be treated.
It’s a reflection of the way you feel about other people as demonstrated by your behavior towards them.
By the same token, honor is not an empty term to be dusted off as convenient then returned to the shelf when it comes to one’s own behavior.
I cannot control the actions of the general public, nor do I plan to try.
I cannot walk around with a rule book that I pass out before someone speaks to me so they are certain to afford me the respect ...Read More
We had our second open meeting for Fringe Elements tonight.
We had expected more people than actually showed, but that was fine, too. We had about 25 people, I think, plus the six of us who sit on the Board of Directors.
We had set it up so we talked about the venue search, our financials, marketing, administration and volunteers.
We’ve been searching for a venue since we started and have had no luck. We’ve found places that didn’t work for various reasons – location, structure, access, ownership, neighbors, etc., etc., etc.
We talked about having looked at 113 venues, and dealt with something like 90 agents.
We actually have a viewing scheduled for Monday, too.
We talked about our finances, where we were, how much we’d made and from where.
In addition, we talked about how many meeting...Read More
So, I finally have time to talk about my very very busy weekend.
We have been preparing for our party for a month, at least. It’s actually probably more work than one might think. We don’t just decide to throw a party and then in a sort of 1930 Hollywood movie, the production number all comes together.
Can’t you see it?
The starlet rips off her square-shouldered pinafore and clunky-heeled shoes to reveal a patent bra top, super short skirt and thigh-high boots.
The hero’s bow tie morphs into a collar, and his clipboard into a paddle.
Their best friends – you know, the chubby, funny ones, the ones who would be played by Melissa McCarthy and Jack Black, would start wheeling out furniture, while singing something about Sweet Dreams or something...Read More
It is, according to my computer, 3:24 am.
I got home about a half hour ago. I let dogs out and ate something, and I am about to go to bed.
There will be more, but I believe we had a successful event.
As I always say, at the end of a kinky event, if no one is in the hospital or in jail, it was a success.
If anyone is in either place, it didn’t happen there, so I’m good.
We had fun. Look for pictures, once they’re available, and let me tell you, the ones taken with a certain elf? Priceless, I promise.
There will be more about it tomorrow and probably even after, but I want to thank everyone who was there, I want to thank everyone who worked and volunteered and showed up and I want to thank the people who bought from our vendors and made it worth their while to join us.
And so, goodnigh...Read More
I bet you thought I’d forgotten this thread, huh?
Nah, I just got caught up with the holiday and the dining room renovation, and all that kind of distractions.
So, anyway, the first munch I ever went to was in Lexington, Kentucky. It would have been the summer, probably June or July, of 1997.
I don’t know that it was called a munch, I honestly don’t remember.
I had ended my previous relationship and now had the ability to do what I wanted and I wanted to find a community of some kind.
The munch was held at a horrible Ryan’s Steak House, and a couple named Denise and Jeff were running it at the time.
There weren’t a lot of people there, maybe 20 or so. I guess I knew a couple of people already from online...Read More