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SC part 2 - or - all of the rants on the stall walls were about religion | 01 May 2005 | 9:59 pm


testing day and i have found myself a cozy booth and power plug in the food court. today i am to check my baby/store every 2 hours for perfection as the guineas walk around the store before testing. yes my lovelies, look up and realize the network. up at 6am is really up at 3am for me in this time zone �i would like to have good results, or a nap. i will settle for either.

oooh! and i thought it exciting to see so many crows in san francisco, here i get to be entranced by vultures �!! so interesting, yes, i had to slow down my car and watch them pick apart a dead squirrel. entrancing they are with their bald little necks and white tipped wings � and their size, huge! i hope to see more later on today, i will have to look for them at lunchtime.

i will not sit here and pick apart my hangnails while waiting for the next 2 hour walk around. i will not i will not, although this is lies as i have one bloody finger already. rrr.

SouthCarolina has been more interesting than i expected, but then again i was not expecting much. i am staying just east of Charleston, on the Atlantic coast and have had a good time driving around here and there. my sister, wobeastman, came up for a few days to stay in the hotel with me. we drove out to the point to see a naval air force base carrier they have in the bay � the size alone was a wonder � and the nearby submarine. i do not think i am going to get to the museum downtown to see the first attack sub (dug up a few years ago in the bay), but i have seen some reproductions at various forts around the area. a man-powered colonial sub, it blows my mind, really.

so there was the base and forts and beach � that was wednesday. thursday wobeastman and i drove to town for lunch and the colonial rainbow houses on the coast, then down south to the 1,400 year old tree �seems like this trip has been about size so far, as the tree was freaking huge. i also spied a lizard there � they have them in the wild. i am tickled. i very much dig the wildlife (you can keep the no-see-ums � ack they bite! - and the mosquitoes of course) but different birds, vegetation, etc. always catch my eye. after the tree we stopped off for some SC wine tasting (once again, huge grapes) and then followed directions from the winery to the worn airport and then a rush to the right one to see wobeastman off on the last flight. she was there 15 min. before the plane left � and she still made her flight. i was amazed.

i was amazed and ready for a drink. i drove up north an hour or so to Georgetown to see what was going on. food and drink would soon be mine, yes. i wandered into a local bar for some refreshment and did not leave until 1:30am, oh the power of free liquor. �there is some liquor law here which regulates how you get your drinks � they serve from the little 2 shot sample bottles � which makes for strong drinks as they use the whole bottle. woo. it was karaoke night and local country songs abounded (some were very dirty, mind.) i learned the Charleston shag and danced with the local grrlies � you know, that grrl dancing beside you just now is a less-bee-an �oh really?, said i, and kept my opinions to myself. toward the end of the evening i shirked multiple invites for hotel rooms (with or without company) and pedal-to-the-right-ed it back to the sanity of my empty hotel suite.

tomorrow i am heading out to the swamps before i catch my flight home sweet home. i hope to see some gators and butterflies, yes, and a bit more of South Carolina on the way.

i have no idea how i am going to survive the next 13 hours here in the store. *sigh*

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i wish the testing people would stop stalking/talking to me � i am supposed to be invisible, and they keep seeing me. my turboelectroninvisiscope must be in the fritz, either that or i am the only pale/goth in SouthCarolina. hrm. does not help that the store manager was not letting the testing people in the store this morning and they called me over as i was walking toward the front doors of the store. ack. at least i was able to convince the manager to let them in to set up. heh. invisible, my buttski. i am staying out of the way as much as possible, and skirting their questions. really they are just curious/friendly people who are here to do a job. are you working hard, or hardly working? *sneetch*sneetch* i toss out a reply and duck behind a car battery display. i really do not want to ruin the study by being present, but they are seeking me out/giving me no choice. damnt, this is what i have been spending all week preparing for, and it may be ruined. poop.

on a totally different thread � i fear the getting older and shrinking whilst me nose and ears keep growing thing. at least we are not popping out the spawn so should be able to afford a but of snipping every now and then.

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why am i not surprised but still slightly irked/oggied out by the writings on the bathroom walls in the SC WhalMerde? it seems that here they are much more worried about God (God Rules, Jesus is my one and only true love, I live for my God, etc�) than who is sucking whose cock. not one or two, but all of the rants on the stall walls were about religion. *shudder* even the Satan Rulz epithets were pathetic.


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