Rick is from Arizona. He’s been going to Hedonism II (that’s 2 in fancy roman numerals, you know, because Hedonism is a classy place that considers itself classy) since 1988. He’s been to Hedonism II 40 times, and says things twice for no apparent reason. He’s seen here being interviewed by someone named Terence from BlackBeachweek.com, which seems to be a website about Black People and The Beach, if I am not mistaken.

Black Beach Week explains what they are about to people like me, who do not wish to jump to conclusions based on a name:

WHAT IS BLACK BEACH WEEK?

Each day we will update to bring you up to date on what’s going on in the world of the finest beaches, ladies, men and parties all over the world for people of color.

Wow! The number one source for things like information! and discussions! and “secret” things about black beach events! I am so lucky I know about this Very Important Website. I know this is going to come as a shock to many, but I actually had no idea that this website or organization existed.

If it were not for a fantastic lady named Gabi Mink, I would never know about Rick and Hedonism II and Black Beack Week and their Very Important Website which is also Number One for many things. Gabi sent me this video because she knew I would need to know this Very Important Information and about how Rick from Arizona continues to come to Hedonism II after 40 times of being there for “the wild women, the wild women, the rippin and the tearin, the rippin and the tearin.”

Sometimes Life really gives you what you need, without you even having to ask for it. Being given this video was definitely one of those times, and for this I am truly grateful.

Thank you,

Lisa

Hello. I did it. I really just did it. I google searched “pug cake.” I don’t even know why I did it, but I did. I realize that you’re not reading this because you’re looking for pug memorabilia, and even worse, ceramic pug memorabilia, otherwise known as tschotskes. But I can’t help it. I’ve become that person. The person who all of a sudden is now beyond excited about images of ceramic inanimate objects that they had no idea they would see on the internet. DOG objects.

Then I saw this ceramic pug wedding cake topper and I became mesmerized. I CAN get married one day! Now that I know that this wedding cake topper exists, it suddenly makes getting married a real option for me, when it hasn’t been before (at least according to me anyway). I do not know why this pug wedding cake topper all of a sudden makes me realize I am allowed to now get married to no one in particular. Who knew I would turn out to be a Person In Life who gets marriage permission from inanimate breed specific dog objects? Not me.

Thank you.

Lisa

When I was young, say about 11 or 12? I wanted very badly to play with Barbies. Sexy Barbies. I am not sure at what age girls stop playing with Barbies as I have not (shocking!) Googled this information. (I’m doing this ‘new’ thing where I attempt to just go with things, you know, allow everything in Life to just be on a strictly need-to-know basis. It’s going alright, thanks for asking.)

Anyway, I had these low budget type of Barbies at my house. I’m not sure where they came from, as I don’t remember anyone ever buying me any toys of any kind, but I remember playing with them. Well, to be more accurate I remember making them get sexy with each other.

I really wanted a male and female Barbie to make their sexies appropriate for the way I envisioned sexy times. Sadly I only had two girls. I remember feeling sad and ashamed of myself for only having two girl Barbies, and for now ‘having’ to do make them lesbians out of sheer lack of options. I deserved options!

I thought “fuck it, I guess these girl Barbies are going to have to be sexy together. This is gross. I don’t want the sexy nurse to make out with another sexy nurse and feel her boobs. I want the sexy dark haired nurse to have a guy patient feel her boobs. It’s not supposed to be two sexy nurses! I’m supposed to have a male PATIENT! I AM SO ANGRY! I am so sad and so gross. I never get anything the way it’s supposed to be in Life. Ok I guess I’ll get my sexy Barbies naked now and have them make out.” These are pretty close to exact words, from my mind from a long time ago.

I proceeded to get my sexy lady Barbies together and they started taking each others’ clothes off, and then I got really depressed. I had them make out anyway, but I just wasn’t able to convince myself that the blond lady Barbie was actually a man.

I’m not really sure what the point of this story is. Ok, thank you.

Lisa

*this is kind of what I made my sexy sad lesbian barbies do, except more sexy and less loving.

A collaboration with Kit Webster

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So, I was recently in Kansas City visiting some old friends (BIG HELLO AND UPS TO WHOOP DEE DOO!, Neal Wilson, Aaron Osborne, Carlos Picante aka Ricky Garcia and Kim Harness, Leone Reeves and the lovely Peggy Noland) and because I was tooling around in rental car, I was basically only listening to classic rock radio the whole time. Could have been worse, I’ll tell you that.

SO, to get the nostalgic juices running, here’s some great tunes I heard from 101 THE FOX, Kansas City’s CLASSIC ROCK STATION (!!!!11) in my lipstick red chevy cobalt rental. I mean, how did I forget about Aersomith? Alice Cooper! YES!

School’s out for summer!

And of course, some BOB SEGER. Seriously, every time I hear Night moves I think it’s hilarious, which I wish I could explain.

…Actually, my love for NIGHT MOVES may have something to do with this: I once saw a girl who had a tramp stamp in Portland, OR that seriously read NIGHT MOVES. It was kind’ve an amazing moment. Unfortunately, I can’t find a picture of it anywhere on the internets so I’ll just leave it to your imagination.

-Lia Cheyenne

Wow. Today is fantastic. I am two for two with my favorite girls here, Lia and Sam. First Sam gives me lazertits, ok fine I stole it from her, and now Lia gives me -these much -needed -by -so -many -cold -people-and-also-pugs pug boobies. Life, you are so good to me… someone is selling these warm cozy handmade boobie scarves for pugs at www.regretsy.com and because they are sharing this joy with the world, I am sharing with you because I am not a stingy hoardy type like some of my, ahem, relatives who happen to live in West Hollywood and own 3000 tshirts that I am not allowed to physically touch. Wow. I don’t know where that came from. Oops.

Lisa

Holy shit. I just hijacked these pictures from an awesome website I found out about from Sam called lazertits.com. Can you imagine? Boobies with lazers coming out of them. My boobies don’t have lazers coming out of them, which makes me terribly sad. If my boobies had lazers I could shoot out of them, I could kill people and things of this nature. I could destroy my enemies with my lazerboobs. My boob lazers would be all of the colors of the rainbow, like gay friendly lazertits. Then I could kill hatemongers and homophobes with my gay friendly breasts. I would definitely have more friends if I had these magical powers, and people the world over would come to support me and my LGBT friendly crime fighting homicidal lazerboobs. Anyway, this one below is one of my favorites. Have a great day this Friday and please send me some money, I desperately need it. Thank you.

Lisa

12 year old boy style asian lazertits in yellow!

She’s obviously killing some 50’s type of monsters while enjoying herself at the beach, and letting her lazertits do all the dirty work. Nice job!

I understand how you feel Animal. She’s not coming. I love you.

Lisa

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When I say I want to eat my pug Harold because he is delicious, this is not what I had in mind. This looks so escary. Gross. I click “I do not like” tens of thousands of times in my mind for this picture.

Lisa