It used to be part of a Halloween costume; now I use it for Choronzon rites.

Sorry about the prior day's multi-paragraph rants which do NOT MIX WELL W/ CELL PHONES! Glad I clued before getting bitched out by scads of peeved mobloggers.

Let There Be More Light.

She stopped cowering from the manifestation of the Lost Powers instead of abreacting to them. And then, better still! she learned how to use them.

Choronzon rewarded her with a gift: a marvelous Prism which had rather startling capabilities.

I live in a grotto made out of hippie tapestries in the garage at my ex-lover (now best friend) Deek's house.

"Cheers to you from the Morning Glory Posse. Didja know our seeds will trip you out if eaten? The formula's not quite LSD-25, though, so you'd not have too great a time. We tried to make up for this bug with these stunning blossoms. Have a nice afternoon! By the time you're havin' it, we will all be gone. Ciao!"

This used to be the Oddfellows Masonic Lodge, and seems to now be a home to a millennarian...or is it millennialist?

SF Federal Building & Dept. of Homeland Security Office. I watched this damn thing being built and there was a fucking hole to China under it far too deep for a parking garage. What goes on in the rooms that got built down there--and do I really even want to know?