I never title these things until I'm done, because with my rambly ass mind you never know where this shit's going to go.

It's about noon on Tuesday, June 15th - I actually got about 10 hours sleep last night that I desperately needed. I had seriously slept maybe 3-4 hours a night in the last few days, just between trying to get papers out and send a little quality time with the kids and Jon. God, I was so tired that I was falling asleep at the Fiscal Court meeting last night. I was like, great, I've got Sheriff John Hayden sitting behind me probably thinking I'm drunk or nodding out lol.

The issue just came out last Thursday and even though it was late as hell, I think it's one of the best issues ever. I've gotten a decent amount of feedback already - people love the Chip Wynn ad on the inside front cover, so I really applaud him on having the balls to do it!

I've been living the crazy life, of course. My birthday was craziness. We had a derby bout that night and of course I started drinking at like 6pm and was dressed like a dominatrix. We went to KC's for the after party and then on to Cheers so I could flirt with one of the owners.

However, at the end of the night - I wanted to see my ex. I mean, it's my birthday, you have to get laid on your birthday! So we hooked up, I had some fabulous sex, and had a hell of a hangover the next day. We're kind of back to that gray zone we were at forever. It's not quite a relationship, but way more than friends with benefits, and we wouldn't fool around on the other. So yeah, you might as well say it's a relationship - we just both know the future of it is pretty tenuous.

I wish I could bring myself to just give in and take a sugar daddy. Holy shit. I can't imagine what it would be like to be able to afford the things you NEED, much less the shit you WANT. I wouldn't know what it's freaking like! But, I've been offered that shit before, and I just can't do it. I'll joke about it all day long - but like a spirited filly I buck at the sight of a harness. Even golden ones.

But if anyone would like to become a patron of the arts, let me know. :)

I'm working on planning the Full Moon In June party - it's in like a week and a half so I'm starting to really stress about it. We have our music and most of the entertainment - I still need to sweet-talk some strippers and would love to find a DJ - but the biggest thing right now is I have to get promotion going and get some merch made. If anyone wants to help out with this craziness, call me at 270-366-9565 - I need burlesque dancers, belly dancers (got a few), party planning help, DJ, or merch. Let me know!

For the next issue, we're taking it easy. This last issue was an ass kicker and with the party to plan, we're just going to chill a bit. Don't worry, it will still rock. We're just going to focus on some more laid back stuff like books and movies and shit to do in the house because it's way too fucking hot outside.

Well - off to get some of this shit done. Let me know if you have anything you would like to submit or help out with. You guys rock, and be sure to come out and see me at The Star on June 26th - that's the big party, read all about it in the latest issue of Bazooka!