Last Minute Craft Fair @ the Secret Art Space: Bethlehem, PA

I was approved by Hannae Syd to tend a table at the Last Minute Craft Fair, and sold quite a bit of my old resin jewelry, and some buttons and magnets. The place was small and comfortably packed with creative people from all over the Lehigh Valley; I felt a little like the Untalented Duckling, but everyone was delightful and so very friendly. I came away with a squee-inducing felt mustahcioed-pirate-heart pin (I'll just leave that to your imagination).

I was lucky enough to share table space with the superbly creative Steven Leibensperger - a.k.a. Muero Apparo - a Cressona native who was selling a selection of original tees and hand-inked doggie hoodies. DOGGIE HOODIES! :D

Being in Bethelehem reminded me inversely of Orwigsburg's prize pig: that supremely disgusting vomitorium known as Renninger's Auction, traversing which is very much like boot-fucking through a giant grease-encrusted ashtray. Can you dig it?

You must have bananas in your ears!

Zoda sure drools a lot when he dies.

If you want to walk, don't talk... DO IT.

I didn't pawn this from some fruity Facebook post, although that's exactly what it sounds like. So here's what I want you to do: think of someone, and stop there. If the person changes as you read, that's good, then just think of someone else. Make sure no one else is around or you'll kid yourself.


Whose birthday do you remember, and who remembers your birthday?

Who do you run to to tell your problems, your good news, your bad news, your gossip, your dreams, your lies?

Who giggles with you all night into the morning?

Who doesn't care about your bad breath, old clothing, or childish habits?

Who can't you help dressing up for, and who enjoys your compliments?

Who has your phone numbers memorized?

To whom do you tell your real secrets, and whose secrets are yours alone?

Who tells you the truth, and to whom do you tell the truth, especially if it hurts?

Who can you fight with and return to, whether it's made a difference or not?

Who sticks up for you, and whom do you make excuses for?

Who has seen you sob, fall, puke, throw a temper tantrum, and leaves you feeling unashamed and human?

Who is so beautiful it hurts?

Who knows every little thing about you, and still says "love" at the end of the email?



If you know this person - and it's not your sibling, parent, or child - this is my guess:
Marry each other.
Seriously. RIGHT NOW.
Even if you're not dating.
Even if you believe in different gods.
I don't care. It doesn't matter.
If you're not attracted to each other, whatever. That will happen eventually.
Trust me, it will. Just get on it. Don't fuck around.
Do it.

Of tails and schnozzles

Here is Albus snoozing, his tail hanging out of a fleece tube which he's "customized".
I poke him: out comes a foot.
Then a nose.









Oh hai!

Nutty Lisabot 24/f

About an hour ago, I signed onto AIM after a long absence. I immediately received a message from an account I didn't recognize. I thought it might be a PSB-friend. But it wasn't. (^_^)

nuttyliesa2003: heya!

Meechity: Mmmmyyeeezzzz?

nuttyliesa2003: hey how r u today?

Meechity: I'm madly tired, full of butternut squash, but quite fine.

nuttyliesa2003: i cant remember if we have talked before? 24f here. u?

Meechity: I actually have no idea who this is, as I've never seen your name.

nuttyliesa2003: Nikki

Meechity: I know one Nikki and she's not on AIM.

nuttyliesa2003: oh... well whats up?

Meechity: Are you a Facebook friend?

nuttyliesa2003: cool. im so bored. theres nothing to do. any suggestions?

Meechity: lol… this is a bot. Incredible.

nuttyliesa2003: i got a idea. i want be a stripper but im not sure if im good enough
nuttyliesa2003: do u want to watch me strip on cam and teII me if im good enough?

Meechity: I love it when a girl sticks her head up a dog's ass, and then sings "Old MacDonald." That would really make you a lot of money, Nikkibot.

nuttyliesa2003: Im not a freaking bot

Meechity: Well, you're definitely not a friend. (^_^) I'm 32, female, and have no interest in seeing anyone strip unless they're mining for shale.
Meechity: r u mining 4 shale?

nuttyliesa2003: ok u got to signup on this site so i can be sure that your not a kid
nuttyliesa2003: is that ok with u?

Meechity: Mommy, help!! I need an adult.

nuttyliesa2003: k babe just go here *******************
nuttyliesa2003: then at the top cIick the goId JOIN FREE button and make a Iogin ok?

Meechity: Babe! Oh boy, I can't WAIT to click on this link.
Meechity: I'm going to tell all my friends to also click the gold JOIN FREE button.

nuttyliesa2003: oh and one more thing. it does ask for a credit card but but it does not charge the card at aII
nuttyliesa2003: its just to verify that u r over 18 ok?

Meechity: That's awesome!! How about I just give you my credit card info right now? I can just type it right here. Wait, let me just put it all in a txt file and upload it to www.fuckingstupidmorons.com.

nuttyliesa2003: k babe weII hurry up so we can have some fun!
nuttyliesa2003: and if u want to have some naughty fun then just take me in private or tip me some goId.

Meechity: Let me just get my wallet. Oh man, this is going to be great. I can't wait for the Old MacDonald part. I can't wait to have some naughty fun.

nuttyliesa2003: Iets taIk on the site my aim keeps messing up.

Meechity: Oh no, I sold all my gold for this wallet!! And I use my credit card to cut coke, I can't find it.
Meechity: So, can you give me your credit card number so that I can make sure YOU'RE over 18?
Meechity: Don't worry, I won't charge you, it's just to verify you're not a juicy little child.
Meechity: Nikkibot, sweetie, come back! I thought we had something!!

"Hoy. Michelle said she was on her way in and she saw this cute little girl in a ragamuffin outfit with, ya know… burlap sacks around her feet… she was sellin' 'em for $59.95, but she couldn't afford it, so ya know… anybody got a surfboard?!"