Where’ve I been you ask? Where am I going? How are your children? Growing? I get tired of games I can’t win Worthless tokens and relations barred from IRL I have my own little world To nurture. Sweated

Shite weather. Outside, freezing rain ice pellet kind of day, trapped in the house, Lego and Terraria with the Bear Still waiting for my week of rest and for Steemit to stop being a temperamental piece

Custom made leather by Northbound Leather for a Fetish festival circa 2009. Seeing a lot of sweet ladies all decked out for Halloween, this is about the sexiest costume I've ever worn.

Signature drink by @artwatch Me in my own words here

The Patron The patron sits quietly Not knowing what to give Wishing he had the riches To buy time to spend. Wanting to offer more But spent by the days end, To push sysiphus' stone up the Hill again tomorrow.

This was a chap book I printed and released in the fall of 2006. The binding was an ode to my first duo-tangs and much cheaper and easier then my first attempt 'Fantastich Elastisch' a story for another

This wraps my first book of poetry, up till then my sheets were just a disordered mess. This book left my possession, I sent it with a friend who was going off to university, to see he could find anyone

I always wondered where and how IkE died, years later looking over these, I realize I killed him