tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-296763772011-08-06T04:02:42.010-07:00A place for me to condense some of my spammy stream-of-consciousness-style thoughts & opinions. Feedback and comments are eagerly welcomed, especially if they're critical. I'm a big fan of input from others in my journey for self-improvement.Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.comBlogger671100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-54770556913212006442010-11-07T22:02:00.001-08:002010-11-07T22:05:40.517-08:00

I just had an epiphany. :)It's not a pleasant thing to realize. :(My values have become opinions.Values are things I strive to live by. Opinions are things that I espouse. I do still have values, of course... I don't kill or steal or lie (much) or cheat or hurt others... I keep the basic Big Ten. But the higher (aka "harder") values aren't something I give more than a passing glance to. I kinda

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I simply don't remember any differentiation between these days, sorry. :( It's been too long and they've all blurred together. Chronology is lost to the banks of my memories. I'll just list various events and experiences without worrying too much about precisely *when* they took place.I was Spiderman one night, but I lost my Spiderman hood at the end of the night. :( Lame. While Spiderman was

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On Wednesday morning Feather stopped by almost immediately - yay! I'd just showered (yay again!) and I was ready to wander a bit. Feather was with Michael, a really nice guy she'd met on arrival at BRC. He had mingled romantic/protective feelings for her, but he immediately realized that I wasn't gonna interfere with either, and he accepted me pretty well. I was overjoyed to see her - I had been

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On Tuesday there was no dust. The rain had left the air moist, and it was partly cloudy and wonderfully un-hot.Speaking of hot, the hottest girl in our camp (IMO) was Shauna - here's a random pic of her. Hm, I can't upload it so I'll just link - Shauna Anyway, I walked out of my tent on Tuesday morning and saw her just standing up from leaving her tent. She was wearing a bikini bottom. She saw me

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-17727778996250691342010-09-08T14:37:00.000-07:002010-09-08T15:15:20.332-07:00

First we unloaded bikes at The Dump. I was considering staying there 'cause it's centrally located, but Dawn's camp (the Triceratops art car) was much closer to 4:30 & Baghdad (Camp Suckie Fuckaye - not a sex-themed camp) and Dutch & Sara & Doc were all excited to stay there. Plus, Andi & Michael & Chris & Jermany & Blake & Ben & lots of others were there.We drove from the Dump, around a bit to

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How can I possibly remember all of the many things that happened over a week ago? *sigh* I'll give it a whirl.We met on Saturday evening at Mars & Bhajan's house. We got bikes up on the bus, loaded gear inside, and spread cushions across the top to create a big bed area. There were about 12 people, half of whom I knew. We hung out until about midnight, then everyone piled in and we set out.The

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On Sunday I was pretty tired. I moped about Dawn's camp for a bit until Jade of Lucent Dossier pressed a bunch of us into service for the 4th Annual Underwear Invitational. We set out in our skivvies with a disco ball (Jade's) and whiskey (Justin's) and a lightsaber (mine). Dawn came with us in sexy underwear, and Hannah came in sexy clothes that were nearly underwear. Chalan came, too, and he

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On Saturday morning we met for some busking. We wandered for hours, performing tricks wherever we found groups of people. Lots of people took pictures and everyone seemed much entertained. I think we did a good job of adding ambient magic to the event.We broke for lunch and the girls went to rest. I eventually moseyed in search of showers, and found the coolest shower ever. It's a big truck with

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Uli was adamant about a 10:00 call time, even though we didn't go on until 12:45. But there was a meeting for the Saturday lightshow then, too. Ari and I were there at 9:45 - nobody else showed up until 10:30 or so. Nobody was actually *there* and ready until 11:30. It was really frustrating 'cause I get cussed out for being 10 minutes late to practice now & then, but the cussers are frequently

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-90381277418534467282010-08-02T15:11:00.000-07:002010-08-02T16:20:30.608-07:00

I first found Horning's Hideout when I was married to Heather, and 'Topher was an infant, about 10 years ago. There was a Father & Sons' campout and I took Jed & Alex. We sang & played guitar and had a wonderful time, and I fell in love with Horning's. We go a few times each year, and we've continued doing so even after Heather & I divorced.I remember when they built the stage. I wasn't a

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-83858869461522771292010-05-26T11:53:00.000-07:002010-05-26T12:28:46.616-07:00

Nothing to really document, just looking for a place to vomit up what's on my mind lately.First of all, Holy Diver (DIO) and Play With Me (Extreme). These two songs provide the bulk of my ambition to learn to play an electric guitar. I've blistered my fingers on GH and RB, and I think that the transition to actual lead isn't gonna be too tramatic for me. Plus I've got a son who's obligated to

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I had the boys this weekend, and kept them at my place (in Creature's house) for the first time. It went well. Creature and Charisse weren't really around at all. We broke out inline skates and the scooter, plus they loved mowing the back lawn with a push-mower. Alex was here, too, and he helps immensely with his little brothers. He's wonderful.On Saturday he took 'em to Saturday Market until

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On Friday Kazum had two shows.The first was from 6 to 7 for New Avenues for Youth. It was a fundraiser or benefit or something. Lots of ritzy folk in nice clothes. There were a few kids - two brightly glowing girls of about 8 and 11 watched us with huge eyes and much clapping. They made that gig for me - it's hard to entertain to the level that these kids were obviously feeling. I pulled 'em up

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-78680864643397271752010-03-29T22:16:00.000-07:002010-03-29T23:23:14.289-07:00

When breakfast started happening we stumbled out and got ready for the day. After a shower I always feel super-better. There was markedly little stunting - a lot of people drank a lot the night before. I didn't; booze is delightfully more and more not my thing. I'm very glad of that.So, amid the groans, I felt pretty darn good. Also, my wonderful Amanda returned to hang out with all of us.

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I was bummed about Amanda leaving, but I was heady from the rush of being a circus acrobat and then dancing a bunch with a hottie. More importantly, I was with people I care for and trust. My circus family. Clover & Andy were staying at a different place again, sadly. But the rest of us were there, though a few folks crashed early.A bunch of folk were drinking, including the fulla-fun AWOL girls

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I got up and helped Ben the supercook make superbreakfast. Dutch helped a bit, too, more or less offsetting the bacon he kept snitching. Miranda did dishes, as did Noah. Dunno why I feel like calling out props, but it's important that helping hands are noticed and appreciated.We stunted around and relaxed and showered and got ready for a show. Then we piled back into the Wanderbus and Susie-Q,

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On Thursday morning-ish the replacement Wanderbus began ingesting circus folk & gear. The morning before I dug ditch while listening to Creature mastermind a replacement. It was pretty impressive. All hail Kae, by the way. As Creature put it, "I didn't buy a bus, I bought a guy."I had to work on Thursday from 9:30 to noon. I was all excited, telling all of my gymkids that I was getting in a car

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Three weeks ago Kazum returned from the Moisture Festival and realized that we had to choreograph a whole new routine for the San Francisco trip. That's really where last weekend began.An unlikely duo stepped up to the plate due to Uli's school activity coupled with both of our fliers' superbusy dating life. It's tough being a dazzling, costumed acrobat girl. So many parties to attend. ;) No,

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So, breaking up with Joey was tough and painful 'cause I deserved it and I hurt her. But then I had lots of busy-ness going on with working for Creature, stunting a ton, and prepping for the San Francisco trip. Facebook is a reminder of the painfulness - pictures of Joey and comments from Joey. But part of my busy-ness included no real online access. So, I was mostly distracted.Now I'm back into

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About a week ago I was wrestling with whether or not, and how, to break up with my girlfriend. A few days into that I decided to do it via cheating on her via a casual fling with a girl I'd just met. I'm still undecided on the wisdom of that decision. I should've attempted to break up with her first, and then cemented it with a fling. And it's not like I was all about breaking up, and

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I sure do love my life. Mostly it's the people I share it with, though.Wanderlust Circus recently acquired the Wanderbus: a 40-foot tour bus that runs on vegetable oil. On Thursday we loaded it up with circus gear & folk, and drove about 10 hours up to the far central north portion of Washington. Doc, Dutch, Clover and I came up separately in Doc's spaceship. We joined the rest of the crew at 2

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We haven't done any paying gigs since White Album. We did a cool benefit for Clowns without Borders, which went really well. Everyone feels like it was our best performance of Piggies ever. Doc's doing a bang-up job, increasing his skillset constantly and drilling all the time. Dutch is taking a more involved role in group decisions and choreography - Uli seems to be handling that pretty darn

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I spent a fair bit of the Christmas season packing & moving. It took 4 or 5 van-loads to transfer all of my stuff, furniture, clothes, etc. to Haus' place. Most of it went into the garage; my bedroom is even smaller than the room I had in Beaverton. Although in Beaverton I also had my own living room and kitchen and bathroom. At Haus's place I don't keep things anywhere other than my room or the

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My life is really different than it was a year ago, when I had a job and stability. Yet, despite the nearly-complete lack of money, I'm pretty darn happy.A year ago I sat in cubicle in a big cement building. My job wasn't miserable, at all! But it wasn't often enjoyable, either. I had some friendly co-workers but they weren't really my friends. I had stability and financial security, but I spent

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A few days ago my sister and her husband decided it's time to throw in the towel. :(They were married at the Arboretum, 8 years ago. They moved to Portland about 2 years ago, ending up in the same apartment complex I lived in at the time. I've loved - so much - having them nearby. I spend a lot of time there - playing Rock Band with Jem, playing D&D with Tasha & Jem & Korey, hanging out there

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-3410188797312036242009-12-21T10:56:00.001-08:002010-08-02T15:52:37.143-07:00

The second White Album show went a little better than the first, overall. Miranda & I dropped our Cupie - cursed Cupie! But everything else went well and the show was a success.Remember a few months ago when Dutch & I stunted with a gorgeous lady named Joey in Kazum panties? Well, Dutch & I (mostly Dutch) have stayed in touch with Joey, and she got herself into town for the show despite huge

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-48850201949892330572009-12-21T10:42:00.001-08:002010-08-02T15:55:29.271-07:00

We did two routines - Piggies (with seven people!) and Birthday. We were scrambling madly on Birthday up to a few days before the first show on the 12th, but we pulled it off quite well, as we always seem to do. Yay!I've been doing a lot of after-hours stunting with Dutch, in the last few months. Monday Funday petered out as the weather got rainy, but after Kazum practice we almost always stunt

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-68338461191283580952009-12-21T10:20:00.000-08:002010-08-02T15:53:23.179-07:00

So, last I wrote it was high summer and we'd just finished OCF.It was an incredible summer, despite my financial struggles as I looked not-quite-as-earnestly-as-I-should-have for a job. I sure miss having an income, but I really don't miss sitting in a concrete bunker all day in a cell in front of a computer.I scraped and scrambled and managed to pay rent through August at my apartment in

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Sunday morning arrived via rainfall. I heard it sprinkling down and I checked outside, but I'd put my huge blue tarp over my & Dutch's tent and all of our stuff, so we were good. So, I went back to sleep (I'd gotten in at 7:00 am or so). I'm a little embarassed to admit that I felt quite happy because I was warm & snug but I could hear lots of people squishing about making their things as safe

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-70789326700317144982009-07-14T14:16:00.000-07:002009-07-14T15:55:57.263-07:00

I felt great on Saturday morning... the previous loneliness had been washed away by delightful sleep. We booked it over to the Daredevil Stage for our first show. It was nice not to have to cart gear over there.Plus, it was mostly cloudy. Cool & refreshing! Yay! I wasn't the SweatMonster after every routine. Delightful.The show was rough. At least for me. The others didn't feel too badly

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On Friday the gates opened to the public and the Fair filled right the hell up. It was glorious weather - sunny and delightful. People were full of excitement and the air shivered with fun.We carted our mats & gear to the Daredevil Stage, utilizing Noah's voice alongside Dutch's height to clear a path. It worked well, and people didn't even seem upset at stepping aside for a cart full of mats

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Despite rain on the final day, this was the best Fair I've been to in 3 years of performing at OCF.We took off from Portland on Thursday afternoon. It was a boring drive but we made it with friends, which always helps.Check-in and load-in were relatively smooth, though I did make the mistake of leaving my I.D. with the cart booth before showing it at check-in to get my all-important bracelet. I

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-27668041167855610502009-07-04T14:07:00.001-07:002009-07-04T14:16:12.321-07:00

Last night we did the first of 3 Endless Roadshows with Wanderlust Circus. We were followed by M4, which was followed by a ridiculously delightful afterparty at the Lotus Seed.Alex is in town, and he had a part in the show. He was in overalls with a baseball hat and a stoopid look. It was great. Dutch and Miranda threw a kick-ass Planet Claire - we rocked it, and those two have never

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-19721281627467294582009-06-10T11:39:00.000-07:002009-07-02T16:37:51.485-07:00

Dutch is one of the new Kazum dudes. 250 lbs, played football, wears spandex or nothing, a really great fellow. He brings wonderful things to the group, and what's more, I really like the guy.He is a Zoobomber, and a tallbike rider. He's bigtime into the bike scene in Portland, and he's in all the cool circles. On Monday after the Sunday Zoobomb, they have Monday Funday in the park.I went a

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-56319567149823759232009-06-07T03:55:00.000-07:002010-08-02T22:28:59.142-07:00

Hard on the heels of my last blog rant, I find myself conflicted. It's how I usually find myself, so at least there's consistency to reassure me.I'm in a tempting position. I'm an acrobat in a circus who performs frequently in makeup and costume that make me look all hot and non-dorky. I'm in excellent shape for anyone, and for a 37-year-old father of five I'm in incredible physical condition.

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-57263446542717077112009-06-07T03:48:00.000-07:002009-07-02T16:38:21.782-07:00

The sweet irony of The Game. Hunting a potential partner, making clever social feints and dodges, balancing political affiliations and potential rivals... ah, what not fun for me.I don't wanna play The Game. I don't like it and I never have. Even when I played it (back in High School, prior to microwaves, cell phones, school buses, the internet, cars, telephones, and the wheel) I didn't much like

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-26754314868203684262009-06-07T03:37:00.000-07:002009-07-02T16:38:31.196-07:00

So this is something that's always blown me away. Lots and lots of performers (and thereby lots of performing groups) want to hear how neat they are, but they are ridiculously uninterested in hearing any form of criticism.I learned about performing arts from my theater & music professor at Utah State University. Prior to professing he was trained on Broadway as a vocalist and performance pianist

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-73166040537661952762009-04-21T11:47:00.000-07:002010-08-02T15:49:41.936-07:00

Well, Gaelen and I finally officially stopped dating. It's very sad, but it's remarkably friendly. That's about the best we could've hoped for, I think. She's really good at remaining friends with past partners, so I'm hoping that we can keep a friendship alive. I look forward to that, despite missing her terribly.I think she'll probably start dating Ed pretty quickly. That's scary 'cause a

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-53448590371156271962009-04-08T13:05:00.000-07:002010-08-02T15:56:48.674-07:00

Instead of practice yesterday we went to Andy Batt's studio and he shot bunches and bunches of pictures. It was great.We've done a shoot with Andy before, when we were catering to silhouettes. This time we were costumed & made-up - Uli's makeup took over 3 hours. We're really excited about the pictures. I'll link up to some on my blog as soon as Andy puts some proofs up on the web.Melissa

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So many people are looking for work. People are getting laid off everywhere. It's pretty scary. Alex looked for work for 5 months in Portland and he simply couldn't find anything other than single-digit weekly hours at Hollywood Video... ridiculous. It's pretty scary stuff.I don't pretend that I fully appreciate how scary it is - I've still got full-time employment. I'm in a precarious

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-89280166755207175902009-04-02T16:08:00.001-07:002010-08-02T15:51:58.173-07:00

The weekend before last, we all piled into a rented minivan and drove up to Seattle.Alex postponed moving until after the Seattle trip. Naia accompanied us as our makeup artist as well as Alex's main squeeze, and Daniel also accompanied us as our Kazum understudy. Miranda drove up separately because she was meeting her roommates in Canada after the performances.After a grueling practice just

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I love this show. It's the show where I first stepped on stage with Kazum, in 2007's birthday bash. In 2008 we stomped and danced hard enough to drive a stage-support through the floor of the Crystal Ballroom. And in 2009 we threw a raucous show that evolved into a crazed afterparty that rivaled the New Year's party. That's saying something.We did a matinee on Sunday (Wednesday was 3/4).

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Cirque L'Amour @ the Bossanova! Join us for a romantic dinner & circus show tailor made for couples on Valentine's Day weekend. Each ticket is good for a guaranteed seat at one of our tables or booths in the main ballroom, a four-course gourmet meal. Our show is an adaptation of Charlie Chaplin's "The Circus" with corporal mime Tommy Twimble portraying the hapless Tramp as he stumbles in and out

Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03906712499087414959noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29676377.post-18921347117683237652009-02-06T15:23:00.000-08:002009-02-06T15:26:07.313-08:00

I was raised by a single mom. She happens to be the best mother in the world, and my sister concurs. We're pretty sure we're unbiased. Mom's simply an angel.Mom stayed married to dad until I was 15 and my sister was 10. Dad cheated on mom constantly with a never-ending stream of women. He gave her lots of STDs. In some ways he was a great man, but morally he was a snake. Mom dealt with

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Last night Kazum performed at the inauguration of Sam Adams as Portland's major. He's the first openly gay mayor in America. There was lots of press coverage and a great deal of support from gay/lesbian/queer community and liberal folk, of course. And that's totally appropriate.As I arrived at 5:00, March Fourth Marching Band was setting up. They're awesome, and one of their drummers (Aspen) is

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It was a spectacular New Year celebration. Probably the best I've ever experienced, despite some sad parts.The sad part was preordained. Gaelen doesn't like the usage of chemicals that alter behaviors or thinking. I myself do like such usage now & then, though I also believe firmly that they're wrong and shouldn't be used... hypocrisy is my life. Anyway, when we first started dating she explained

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This is from my Tribe blog, and a lot of it repeats stuff from this blog. *shrug* Deal, I guess.What an amazing event! This was my favorite Kazum performance, yet. That's saying somethin', because Lightning in a Bottle was a blast, and the Oregon Country Fair is a FunFest of epic proportions. But I had more fun at the White Album event than I would've considered to be humanly possibly without

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I already wrote about our first kiss, but I just posted about it on my iHeart profile and I'm all tickled pink by how clever I am, so I'm reposting it here as well. I started by talking about Alex (new Kazum guy who quickly became my best friend).Alex is the Big Brother Elect of his roommate, a delightful and saucy young lady named Gaelen. I met her soon after meeting him, but she obviously had

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This is one of the acts we're performing for the White Album Christmas show, which is so far the most enjoyable and exciting Kazum performance I've had the pleasure of participating in.Uli's the most common choreographer for Kazum now that Melissa's on maternity leave. She's delightfully good at choreography, though often it feels like she's very resistant to ... I wanna say any contributions but

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This is one of the acts we're performing for the White Album Christmas show, which is so far the most enjoyable and exciting Kazum performance I've had the pleasure of participating in.This is the first act that Russ has choreographed, and I gotta say that our initial diagnosis of mental & social retardation has been drastically recanted. Dude has got mad skills when it comes to putting together

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On Friday we gathered at the Bossanova to prepare for the first White Album Christmas show.In many ways, this show is the most difficult that Kazum has ever done. The tricks are seriously tough. On the bright side, Piggies is only 2 minutes and Birthday is only 3 minutes. But the most challenging aspect is that we had 3 new people learning every single trick. It's not like we were just throwing

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So, here's my life now. I wake up with an angel who suffers from stinkface. I usually slink out of bed without waking her so that she can get extra sleep. Alex is almost always up very near the time I get up. We banter a bit and he makes some incredibly delicious breakfast that's uber-nutritious and tasty. I do dishes while he cooks. We eat and banter. Then I wake Gaelen, teasing her about

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So, Gaelen and I have been pretty much 24-7 ever since then. Within a day or two she announced that she loved me... knocked my socks off. Here's why:See, I wasn't Wookin' Po Nub (as Eddie Murphy says). I was interested in some light dating, preferably without nookie. And I was open to a committed relationship, but I wasn't about to go seeking one. That way lies madness. So when I discovered that

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Nobody wants to read steamy details, I've decided. Well, people might, but that's too bad.I do wanna catch up a bit, though.There were two parties that night to go to. Uli was excited to go to Naia's Welcome Home party, and I was, too. But I was even more excited to go to Miranda's party. Miranda is the newest Kazumite. I should introduce her.A few months ago, prior to Kazum becoming Zacless

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So that night I got another couple of bantering-type texts from her. Nothing romantic, just friend stuff. The next day there was a Kazum practice and when I picked up my phone afterward I saw that I'd received a message: "I will pay for all the text message charges I incur if you will spend a night in my bed."My whole body flushed. This wasn't a maybe; this was a warm and eager offer of a sure

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Alex is the newest male member of my performing group, Kazum. From the first day I met him we had a bond, and it's only gotten stronger. He's probably my closest friend, after only a month or two of knowing each other. That's pretty amazing.His roommate is a girl named Gaelen. She's primarily lesbian, though Alex has been giving her some well-deserved flak for dating a disproportionate number of

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This has been the most amazing and joy-filled Thanksgiving Holiday that I can remember. I want to memorialize it but work is lurking ferociously at me from behind this browser window. I'll attempt to be brief. Few can comprehend how painful that is for me. *martyred sigh*On Wednesday I got the boys after work and we had a delightful evening... standard stuff. Crafts & games & supper.On

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It's been a while. Well, not since I had a crush. But since I had one that was returned. She even instigated it... nice.I meet lots of single parents on iHeartSingleParents.com. I post voluminously there. No, really! I am an artist and spam is my medium. I create word-art. Not particularly good word-art, mind you. But it's certainly voluminous and that counts for something.I've had several

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I recently got an email from a very close friend of mine. He was referring to something we talked about a few months ago, wherein I explained my viewpoints about religion, gay marriage, free will, and similar issues.The recent Proposition 8 controversy sparked him to send me an email about these things. It surprised me; he was quoting websites that are militantly against Proposition 8 as well as

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I used to think I knew what this word meant. But the older I get the more I think that most of us don't understand very many words at all.The meaning I used to assign to "happy" can be described with words like fun, exciting, entertaining, new, and fresh. And those are all valid components of happiness. But none of them are required, nor are any of them particularly happy-promoting. Fun doesn't

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I had a spectacular birthday 2 weeks ago. My older two sons came to visit. I performed last night. And, as the Title indicates, I kissed a girl for the first time in 2 years. Sweetness.It was a pretty normal, boring day up until the evening. Lots of people on iHeart wished me happy birthday. Even though it's an easy thing to do, it still brings warm fuzzy feelings and I appreciate it.Last night's

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I forgot I had this. Cool.My single spam-bot reader must be wondering what's up in the Life of Scott. So, I'll post an update.I kissed a girl on my birthday. That was pretty cool. I already blogged about it elsewhere but I should probably repeat it on this blog site. Update: Posted!I'm performing gymnastics and stunting with Kazum, a local acrobatic dance group. We have all-new members other

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Today at work they threw a huge barbeque party. It was awesome. I entered the "bratwurst eating competition" on some insane whim. To prepare, I ate lots of food. I thought I was gonna die during the competition. I was a runner-up, though, and got a cool traveling game set for the kids. :)Last night's game was awesome. I forgot how fun it is to play. It's hard for me to focus on work; I

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I took the kittens to the park yesterday, with the 3 little boys. The kittens have only been outside one time in their life... on the drive to my house. They were in a box that whole time.So, they were understandably nervous about the Big Ol' World. They finally brazened up, though, and explored. They had a blast, but they were constantly on edge and nervous. When we got home they drank

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Last night I kicked out two of the late assignments. Go me! I still have 2 or 3 remaining, and tonight I have the little boys so I won't have much chance for homework. *sigh* However, once they're in bed I should be able to get (hopefully) all caught up, and start on next week's homework. I haven't been proactive in school for months... it'll be nice to get back to that.This weekend I was

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Jed & Alex (my oldest two sons) came last weekend and ended up staying for a week. I've had the younger three boys for 5 out of the last 7 days, as well, and I've got them plus Jed (Alex went home on Wednesday) this weekend. I'm 2 weeks behind on homework, I'm trying to convert a bjillion pages of documentation to HTML for my new world and my room is still full of boxes... I need more time!

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I'm giddy with excitement!Okay, not so much. :)This is just a placeholder blog entry, but I might as well express my spammy self, anyway.I'm Scott, 34. I live in (can you guess?...) Portland! Oregon, that is. West coast. I love it here.I work for a major entertainment business (Rental & Sales) in the Games department. I don't play games all day long, but it's not a bad job nonetheless.I

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