Friday the 13th of January, 2012 - That is the day (evening) we sit down to record the "new" DungeonPlace podcast.
I will turn around and have the episode released by the end of this weekend. So those of you who have asked and those of you who waited? You will have new DungeonPlace goodness in mere days!
The format will be more familiar than different. I've thought up new features I hope you'll enjoy.
One new thing will depend on you! We'll be using Google Hangouts. Soon you will not only be able to *watch* DungeonPlace, you will be able to participate. Want to be part of the panel? Easy! I'll release the information soon.
I will also see start shooting video (which we'll host on Vimeo and YouTube (depending on content)) for special content/event footage. We've got many a twisted mind at our disposal, soon you'll watch what those minds create.
Enjoy! And thanks to everyone who made this possible.
Just messing around with the camera on my phone and some new hacks with movement, flash and taking advantage of the sensor. This isn't edited or touched up at all...it is as it came out of the camera. (Just resized)
1st, get a good whip. Ours was made by Axel... An excellent product! 2nd, 3rd start breaking it in... Careful not to crack an eye out. 3rd, find some flies.... Kill them with your whip. 4th - clean your whip carefully.
This crap has been happening since the begining of recorded history. Doomsayers, prophets, politicians, warmongers and bullies shout loud and rattle swords in hopes of gaining attention. The reality is that they are largely ignored by the daily movements of life and forgotten by historians.
So, carry on. There is nothing to see here.
Call your Senators and Congressmen if what they're doing bothers you. Call them a LOT (they really hate that)! Send them email daily, twice daily. Tell Michele Bachman that god talks to you too, and he says his robe is chaffing or he doesn't like his toothpaste or he's got a bone in his leg.
Or better yet, tell her He says He thinks LGBT folks are just fine the way He made them and to lay the fuck off (and she really should get her "husband" laid -- or at least married to a decent partner).
This is a re-post from my "A World of Hurt" newsletter, dated 7.12.11...
Hello,
It's Tuesday - July somethingth and I'm back from Denver...Thunder In The Mountains.
I'll save talking about the experience as a whole for another time and concentrate on one specific event.
If you ever get a chance to do a Hook Pull, take it! Yeah, it sounds scary, but it's those things that scare us most that offer the greatest reward. This was my second pull. I'd done one with a friend...we each put 8 ga. hooks in our backs and went to town. This was an experience with Jouvarti, Juju_Bees and about 100 other people...all with drums, shaman, 8 ga. hooks in our chests, hanging off of scaffolding and dancing in circles, being attacked by flogger handles, madmen with elephant hooks in their chests and Hitachi's gone wild!
Emotions also pitch about the scale. I wept like a child and laughed maniacally. I screamed in pain and joy and just screamed for the pure hell of it. I was furious at times and rampantly turned on at others. Blood flowed down my chest and I wiped it on my forehead, even drew a smiley face. I reached out to Jouvarti and drew a line of blood down her forehead. We danced with strangers, danced alone, the three of us sat together and just pulled...lost to an energy not even able to be captured by words. Pain, for me, was a conduit to other places and a release for things long buried.
This will take some time to fully process, so I'm sure it will be revisited. There is also a suspension in my future; that's just the next logical step. But I had to share what I had and encourage you.
Do it. Take the chance. It is worth it in every way.
