Not only didn't I inhale, I never even saw a joint.
Don't worry, though, I'm making up for it in gay porn. Kind of a 'conservation of sin' sort of deal. And I'm happy to say that my children are carrying the 'sinful' gay torch to scary-flatter than roadkill-Iowa.
Because as we're visiting my husband's fuckton of Iowa relatives, what are my children doing? They are holding court among the conservative, catholic cousins, and telling them all about violence to gay teens, and how awful it is, and how downright moronic it is to hate someone just because they 'fell in love' with someone of the same sex.
I love my little pre-teen activists, ha. Although I don't think we're gonna be invited to any family reunions any time soon!
Good thing, too. If I had to travel too much, it might eat up my 'going to yaoi con' fund! I can't believe it's that time again already, when my little mind is occupied with dreams of yaoi. And penises...although those dreams tend to come more often than I should probably admit to in a court of law.
I will, of course, share the goodness with all those who aren't able to attend and are wondering what in the world I see in the darn thing (Here's a hint: Many beautiful men, and not enough clothing to go around.). And if all goes well, I will finally put up the picture of penises before the con.
Yes, you heard me. The pictures of the penis paper from LAST con aren't up yet. Just remember, this is me, here. A computer, a digital camera, and me, Computer's Bane.
It's taken me this long to have every piece of equipment working, and then working together. But now all I need is some time to take the pictures, and it's penises, penises, as far as the eye can see. Seriously. The paper roll is probably longer than my house. It's gonna take forever to capture all of this on digital camera...film stuff.
But it'll be worth it.