return of the frog queen

So despite my previous admission to being a total slacker updating because it's all beautiful out and I need to be running around, that was not the reason for my hiatus. I was knocked off my digital rocker when my previous web host unplugged the server in Boston and I was left with no web site and no place to put it back up. Guess what? I remedied the situation. No, seriously. I did.

Jamin is running away to Mexico! Can you believe that kid? He was my web host, but I guess leaving the country is as good an excuse as any to pull the plug on gratis tech support. I'm so excited about his move and upcoming travels -- I can't wait to see what he puts on film. He's an amazing photographer and Guadalajara is full of eye candy.

Jamin threw a going away/take-my-stuff party at our old residence in Somerville on Friday. It's weird to think about there being a party in "my house" while I'm not there. Take off your wet shoes! Use a coaster! No -- I just pictured it as it was for five years while I was there, even though it obviously doesn't look like that anymore (not even when I left in June). And I can't imagine anyone else living there. So much went down in that house. So much. But I don't miss it. I thought I would. I wake up once in a while and think I'm there for a few seconds. But then I wake up thinking I'm in a lot of places that I'm not.

And now the mythical Back East (as my Amish friend tells me, one begins to talk about the East Coast in that fashion -- like some lost continent from ages past that no one Out Here really cares about) has changed dramatically already, so if I were to Go Back, the place I'd land would be a different world than the one I left.

Which may be why I had a few nightmares last night involving moving against my will, getting lost, missing important buses, getting stranded places -- so many transportation woes but also in my dream making the decision to leave Seattle and then being like, "NO! I don't want to go!" In the end I realized it was my call whether to move or not, and I stayed in Seattle, and not just because I didn't have a sub-letter for my lease. Or because the bunny would have a certified nervous breakdown if I crammed him back in the carrier for another cross-country voyage.

Kobie is doing okay, thanks for asking. I mean, he's in one piece. Actually, two pieces, since he creates a new rabbit every time I pick him up with the mounds of fur he's shedding. He's getting his autumn coat. Seal-point amber is tres chic this fall. He looks runway fabulous. But last night I startled him and he uncharacteristically planted himself under the kitchen cabinet so he had to be chased out with a broom.

Okay so I've been on a thousand adventures since I last updated, and I have so many gorgeous photographs that I need to post. I'm going to post them, and I'm not sure the best way to do it because there's so many. I think eventually I'm going to get myself a photo-album type application but in the mean time, bear with me. It was difficult enough sorting out the head-warping technology involved in moving domains and servers and yadda -- it's all over my head. That's why I keep cute boys around who know how to do this sort of thing.

I had to actually pay for hosting for this site now, which pissed me off for a minute or two. I was actually thinking about putting a PayPal button up so you can all pledge online donations and guarantee the continued existence of this site, as I've seen many other writers do. But that's tacky. (Please just send checks or money orders to: 629 1/2 12th Ave East, Apt A, Seattle, WA 98102.)

Geez looez, do I miss you guys. Big hug. More to follow.

Oh and also please go get all albums by Gomez. They're my new favorite band this week.