Been long time

Woo hoo what a summer! First off let me explain the absence of all things moist on the world wide interweb. Upon my move to the Oregon Coast, land of dry under things and uncomfortably damp weather systems, I succombed to what I will now forever know as my own personal season in purgatory. Three jobs mon, dental work excecuted by a man I refer to as the Butcher of Tillamook County, and No I repeat No ass of any kind. The only blink of light in my world has been the mini fest circuit that I have been on and the loves that I join up with upon arrival. The whole Moist Pussy oops Posse group cuming correctly every fucking time! So here is my review of the good parts of my otherwise shit hole summer (so far).

The Weekend of Annie:
To sacred to discuss. Our last little adventure together, a drive from Oaklandofmilkandhoney to Bend. The birth of Yoda Leg, the official induction of Butthurts into Butterbeanery, a soft landing for me and my new life.

The Oneday Trip to The Bay:
Catching Lokeai Aka Ian the hot yellow man at some shit dive in Berkely where I experience my first moment of being more femme than Annie. What a relief! Googly eye's on that shit! Interviewed for the Levi's award, haggared as fuck and went off on strange tangents to lead designer whom I imagine instantly wrote me off as winner of said award, and got just enough of a dose of the bay to get me through to......

The Caldera Retreat:
Hosted by Mommy and Daddy of the Grove, Inc machine. Mellow, beautiful, perfect. The food was well conceived and executed with love and the venue was lovely and healing. I needed this event like a fat kid needs the tread mill. I did at one point walk into an ohming session with six beers, one hanging out of every pocket and donkey slippers on, PBR in mid crack before I realized that I looked like a lost frat boy. Classic Josi.

The Big Bounce:
The glorious babes of Reno's Dirty Dirty Champagne and Bacon Productions pulled together the sweetest little soiree in the backwoods of California. A little mining town with a few shanty dorms and some green ass trees was the back drop for a three day fun fest. A few noteworthy boy/dj moist panty makers in attendance: Sage C-A, Jeff 'El Jefe the Drrty" Stein, Cut La What aka Mister Spank Bank, Coop Zee Loop, Micheal F. Thunder, Bryan 'El Papa Chango played my track' BarisonA, Ace Hester, Dr. George, That dude from Fort Knox Five who made me wet my shorts, Coach and the Surly haters ball. If I left anyone out, fuck you. Every minute with my lovely ladies was life changing and at one point I saw god. Annie was hooping, Sage was smiling, Naomi was swinging her fur coat around like a hunting trophe, and me, well I was flying above the whole show. It was a miracle, all of it. Good times had by all.

One Day at Emergnsee:
Got good old fashion drunk before noon, followed Kimmy around like a puppy, ate Grove food like it was my job, saw more dick than you can shake a stick at (pun intended ummkay), listened to Yoyo get her foreigner on, home by two on monday. Job well done.
Dj's I didn't really like before but do now, Daedulus, Flying Lotus, and those renegade guys by our camp.

Now what?