Three to the 3rd Power over ice

The candle is lit. How I do love a mini house fire. The Sinister Six Ultimate Spider-Man episode is playing in the background. It makes me think of my dad. Spidey was his favorite.
My groceries for pick up have been ordered and my smog test was done yesterday and I had no issues, thankfully. I’m not even buying meat this week, just a bunch of different veggies I’m really craving. And of course cheese and bread, ain’t no angels over this way. I went ahead and booked a suite at the Rio, my favorite casino in Vegas for my birthday and got the flight. It was way less expensive than I thought it would be but I have the little member discounts and I’m glad I decided to just treat myself. It’s right to spend my last few hours of my 40’s in Sin City for sure. My young friend correctly chose to remain associated with me even though I’m a self declared pervert but I wasn’t really worried that he wouldn’t. What’s another good story or two for the future 92 year old me to think about and snicker. Plus he’s no fool. Spending time with me is a pleasure for people who can’t stand me so there really is nothing to lose. The Tai Chi has been helping my goofy ankle and all these things I was worried about, the real things, didn’t require the anxiety- most things rarely ever do. Reminding myself the threat is in my brain and not in my path has taken some time and still requires effort but is so worth it. I got a nice little walk in too. I plan on getting cinnamon rolls so every bit of cardio helps. The worries and the rewards are both fake though, I do know that, whatever actually happens is all that is worth any attention. Suffering and Desire are twins. So what do I want to spend my attention doing. What’s real is what I do. So I’ll write. Kiss dudes. Kick cans. Wear costumes. Tell dumb jokes. Annoy my child. Travel. Gamble. Boss people around. The shite I like. Life gets easier to handle when you have shit to do. Another friend of mine who lives in the city wants to come visit my town today to get drunk and annoy some patrons at a pub around the way by playing nonstop alt rock from the 90’s and I’m kinda in the mood. I could go for some lies and some tequila shots and some Soundgarden, it is Saturday after all. I’m updating my blog like I had planned and charging all my vibrators- why they die at the same time is quantum physics nightmare fuel or something. I might need to slow my roll or just get more I don’t know. I did a whole at home photo shoot after work yesterday, I was in a mood then too and totally high and more relaxed than I have been in the past few weeks. Instead of thinking too hard about it I just turned on the light and the tunes and dug through my costumes and danced around a bit and really had a nice time keeping me fully entertained. This whole mercury retrograde is approaching its end. I feel myself loosening back up a tiny bit and each side of the experience is valuable. Looking hard at what you can have and want is a good idea and proving you want it by doing something about it is even better because the clock doesn’t stop ticking while you wait to decide. I’m going to try to remember to let thoughts come and go today and let go of expectations for a while and stay as present as possible. It’s a challenge for sure and built specifically for me so what else can I do but get after it? That’s Spidey Sense.