So I was doing lots of yard work, weed-whacking, tree trimming, etc. and I looked up – a giant hive, the size of two basket balls swarming with bees! Ok. Time for a beer and some phone calls.

Ok. They didn’t attack, but they could have! I was tugging on some of the branches above my head that I’d cut before I looked up. I could have landed myself in the hospital. There were an estimated 30,000 bees dedicated to the hive and with honey, bees, wax – 50 pounds!

With all the hoopla over why lots of bees across the country seem to be dying, I wanted to find a guy who’d take care of them and enjoys bees. I quickly found a list of people in the southern CA area who did such a thing. I’ve tried for a week to get a guy to come out and get the bees. The first guy was a flake. Came and looked at the hive and ran for the hills. Total pussy.

The second guy, personable and very smart, had been a bee-keeper for 12 years and crazy in a fun way. He came out on Sunday and took care of the hive. He even offered to take pictures with my digital camera, which came out awesome, then I took a picture of him holding the hive on my back patio. The procedure took about 3 hours, cutting the branches down around the hive in his bee-keeper suit, smoking the hive up to make them eat the honey and collect around the hive, snapped the pictures and then after the sun went down, went to the top of the 12 foot ladder and snipped the branch remaining supporting the mass of the hive.

I watched it all from my bedroom window, with him explaining what he was doing and telling me that there were lots of little babies that will hatch in 3 days at the bottom of the hive (see the hive photo). You can tell because in the cells of the honeycomb there is a little white “coma” which is the pupae growing inside. Cool!

He showed me the difference between the drones and females and said in one of the snaps, if I saw a really big shiny bee – that would be the queen. He has five hives at his own home and there’s a whole subculture of bee-keepers and there are always more people looking to keep bees as a hobby.

It was like a National Geographic show in my back yard but hands-on. In the second shot, I finally got stung in my side. Some of the aggressive bees started buzzing and it was way too close, but in the dark all I knew was that I was a target. I yelled out, “I’ve been hit!” and went inside laughing it off, but the adrenaline from that kept me up for the next 4 or 5 hours in a rather up-beat and excited mood. A strange but interesting side effect.

Overall, very cool and it takes a special kind of crazy to tend bees.

Enjoy the photos!

Karl Rove quits. See you later, you arrogant, bloated cunt.

Finding Fred Perry shirts at Marshall’s for $19.99 a piece! Yoink! Mine. Mine. Mine.

Eating at Belgian Frie, Rama, Cafe One Three, and then some Extraordinary Desserts.

The trolley. Meaning: Me not raging behind the wheel.

CD shopping at Lou’s Records in Escondido.
Used, New, Punk, Ska, Surf… I spent hours there this weekend and grabbed some good ones.

New, giant pillows for my bed. It’s like laying your head on a nice piece of ass, although less sweaty and doesn’t respond at all to you being face first in them.

Reading Androphilia – and loving it. Self-reliant, empowering, and affirming. And it makes sissy boys really upset.

Gardening with cacti and succulents.

Sorry about the site being down. Dreamhost has been DNS attacked for the last two days, with email and and many of their sites down (including this one) for the last two days. Hopefully that is the last of Revenge of the Nerds who think that kind of stuff is 3l1t3!!!

Happy Birthday to me.

Any suggestions on what I should do, buy or see? You know, as a treat to myself.

Years ago, I drew a Predator anally raping a soldier on a mud bank for my monster-lovin’ buddy, Lewd. The Predator from the movie of the same name is his favorite monster, so I was happy to oblige as I found it different from most of the stuff that is out there and I respect and appreciate that. Plus, it helped that he did some stuff with devils and demons… and it, well, helped me out some nights. He’s been one busy guy and recently, we came in contact again and he offered to do a manipulation of me – bringing out my inner demon.

Go on over to Monsterbait and check out what he came up with! While you are there, check out the rest of anthropomorphic nastiness and maybe get him to do something for you or jerk off to it. Do whatever you do to support live artists.

If you are going down Christopher Street in New York City or popping into the Leatherman, stop and check out the window display. The entire month of August, they are displaying my cards and art to promote the fact that they are the only place in North America that you can get your hands on my hand-made greeting cards. It’s also the only place you can get an exclusive Leatherman Line of cards

Now if people at my work would stop taking off for unexpected lengths of time, maybe I could get to go to NYC and visit the Barber.

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