"I have a task for you, and I plan on doing it too," Spitfire speaks to me just before going to bed for her night. "I will be doing this too. Blog about the Old Guard." I baulk. She gives me the same assignment the next day. And the next. And the next. "I am … Continue reading The Old Guard
The last week was hell in a handbasket. As I write this post, I am at Xaara, being dressing while Spitfire DJs her heart out. She told me "yesterday" she was going to take the set. It was morning for her, and she sent me to bed. Little did she realize that I was going … Continue reading Hell Week
I'm not exactly sure how or why it happened, but Spitfire's computer had the magic smoke issue. You know what the magic smoke it - it's what computers run on. If the magic smoke escapes, the computers stop running. Either that, or the hamsters in the power supply have all died. As soon as her … Continue reading Magic Smoke
Here I am, once again, in Spitfire's arms. Do you know how hard it is to get a close up photo of us dancing together? Especially a good one? This was taken over a week ago, during a Galleria set. I'm on Linden restrictions again. I have to give half of what I earn to … Continue reading Mind = BLOWN
So, I'm djing away on the galleria's rooftop, and the lovely peeps there managed to do something - they got me naked really early on. Yes, I will strip for tips. Now, because of You Must Obey's dronecember, if you had any position within the community, it was recommended that you show your support for … Continue reading Soooo… this happened…
For the next week, Spitfire is going to be without her Owner while Unity takes a well deserved vacation from everything. It's going to be hard on both of us. It's going to be really hard on her. See... she has deadlines. I don't. She has to work. I have to mom. I help my … Continue reading 10 days….
Originally published on October 5, 2016 Every time I DJ, I know that in my audience someone is singing along with the songs I've chosen. Repeatedly, I hear from my audience that they are singing along, but don't want anyone to hear them because their singing is atrocious. There was one owner who would flip … Continue reading Make a Joyful Noise!