well, long time and I haven’t written. I’m down in WeHo (West Hollywood) for a few days, mostely to close out my storage which I’ve been paying wayyy too much money for for the last 6 years. I value my journals, which have been there ( from the time I was 7 up to present, six years ago present anyway). I did go out and I’ve pretty much got covered all of the places that I would go. I’m sadly disapointed. Coming here has renewed my appreciation for all that I have in Seattle. Our music may be 6 months behind LA, and our boys don’t contain as much plastic, but they are just as corn bread superficial as any WeHo Queen. Tongue in cheek isn’t just an expression but a state of being here. Give me my North Seattle subburan life anyday. Why pay through the nose and ass (in most cases) when you can have all that I do. I have a job, a wonderful home, cleaner air, and a beautiful though disfunctional city. This old fag ain’t movin anywhere. I can get my “new” music on the internet, it’s digital baby. I can breathe clean air, and smoke in the bars all at the same time, thank Goddess. In short I can have a life that contains more depth than a tadpole pond. All this points out to me is that I am much better off than the average LA fag. I don’t have to work out 4x a week, know the “right” people, or smell the “right” way. We may not be as sofisticated in Seattle, but we sure have a better sense of how to live without spinning ones wheels for people that don’t matter in the longer scheme of things. Ok, so we don’t have Del Taco and In and Out Burgers, but we do have hookers on Aurora, Taco time and in bar gambling.