Regarding Hot Springs, I Promise

 Here's JUST the posts of the month of May. Today is Friday, the 26th, 11:11pm and I've only just put in the images and the videos. I don't really see myself as finishing this before the end of the weekend, especially if I get to spend the day with you tomorrow. Which, as much as I can hope sill happens, with your sister and that going on I really don't know what will happen. 

I have put more work into my childhood story. I think I'm done cross linking the story to the rest of the internet and I've passed all the super emotional stuff so the rest should go rather smoothly.  I fully expect that if I flush it out the way I somewhat intend to that it'll be the longest thing I've ever created from scratch, I'd suspect in the ten page realm. While I've written longer research papers, including a 40 page research paper on cocaine in my senior  english class in high school, this will be the longest creative thing I've ever penned. Not that I'm making it up it's just not a research paper.

Hot springs. I've been able to catalog over three dozen of them. That's a lot, especially considering there are only a few worth mentioning in this state. Lester was a bust, it was just a warm trickle, not even a puddle. And that was after two separate attempts at a 7 mile each way hike. It was flat though, along an old railroad line. The Green River Warm Spring we could never find. Plus it was just a warm spring and supposedly just a mud puddle anyway. There was one that was a ten (11 according to this article on Gamma plus 5 others) or so mile hike each way out in the North Cascades that we never get feel like going to, too much of a hassle. Baker Lake Hot Springs (external link to article on Baker Lake Hot Springs - it looks like it has gotten bigger but it still cool ass in not hot - and Wind River Hot Springs, although they mention getting there the hard way, we always just went to the end of the Indian road) just never got a photo. That one was kinda warm and getting less hot every year. We went there a few times. One time frying balls on XTC and I don't even think we left the 4Runner. We got really into XTC about 1998-1999. We would get an 8 ball if we could, otherwise just twenty hits and do them without sleep in a weekend. That shit is pretty awesome at high doses. At low doses like a hit or two i just don't get the attraction. It's boring with none of the cool effects like rolling an where if there's a breeze over your skin and you hit a roll at the same time its like all the hairs on your body orgasm all at the same time. If you place the orgasm from cumming during sex at a ten, then XTC at the gram level is like a 35. You're just laying there on the floor in pure pleasure as your whole body,  i mean every single hair follicle and pore, orgasms over and over again. It's a feeling that can't be beat. The only downside is that the couple  days after it you tend to be a little cranky cuz you depleted your body of serotonin, but valium helped with that.

 We were also importing kilograms of valium from Canada at that time. We finally had to stop cuz we heard rumor that some people, I won't name names, but grown ass men, had high school  chicks lined up out the door trading fellatios for valium. I couldn't have any of that coming down on me. I think we were getting them for 88¢ each and selling them for $1.25. I figured that was pretty good money when your buying a thousand or two at a time and mostly selling them to one guy in one sale. Even though he was getting $5 and his buddies were getting the blowjobs, which were well... blowjobs. $10 high school blowjobs. I can only hope there wasn't too much teeth involved and at least the enthusiasm to make up for the teeth. But, I kinda doubt it. (And I still think a blowjob is second to a handjob anyway, but  that's another story altogether and a tangent that need not be broached at this point.) Anyway, teenage blowjobs.... Still wrong, way wrong.

So that basically only left three decent soaks in Washington State worth going to soak in. Free anyway, there are two paid ones that I haven't been to but they look like decent spas at this point in my life. I'd be willing to go and get a room, massage, mud bath and enjoy myself. Maybe it's something we can look into one day. One is along the Columbia River next to Wind River Hot Springs and  the other one is out near Port Angeles, and while I forget the name of that one (Sol Duc Hot Springs) has been around a hundred or so years. It's on the other side of the Elwha River Valley IIRC. And that one, I forget the name, Olympic Hot Springs, (external link to an article about Olympic, Goldmeyer, Scenic, Gamma, and the two paid ones Goldmeyer didn't make my list because you gotta balance across a log over the middle fork of the snoqualmie river after a 30 mile 4x4 road, no thanks, and Gamma was 11 miles each way hike, too much effort) it didn't make the photo tour either even though we had been there a few times. Oh and I've got a memorable story from that one. Lol this one is good. At least it was in my memory. Olympic Hot Springs (External link to the National park service's website page about Olympic) is basically 13 different hot pools, all of varying hotness and size and levels of sulfur. Its a two mile saunter from the car, nice trail, wide, not steep in  the least. But the best soak is at the top. So that's where we head. I'm almost 30 at this point. And we were up there, sans clothes, as always, and we had a few beers with us and our trusty travel bong (that I still have to this day and that was the late 90s). So we were happy, we maybe even popped a few valium. Then along come two college chicks to soak. And we made room for them, offered the beer and bonghits but they declined the beer, I think they each took a bonghit. We were chatting it up and they were cute, i was enjoying the view, oblivious to the fact that they were a couple. Then along come two high school aged guys. And boy there were all over those chicks. I could easily see that they weren't getting anywhere but put naked chicks in front of teen aged buys and they'll try until their next birthday to get somewhere. lol  I don't even think they said hi to us. lol But anyway it wasn't too long before the gals were up and out of the spring and drying off. And they were putting on a show, wow it was hot. They were just teasing those poor boys, who at this point still thought they were getting laid, I'm sure they thought that, I was that age one, I still recall that undying sense of determination. But the girls weren't modest they were rubbing each other dry, making out and just putting on a show. The guy, I swear, were making the spring hotter just by sitting in it. I mean I'm about in tears in inner laughter cuz I finally put it together that the gals were gay, or a couple at least and that they guys were barking up the wrong tree. Then the gals quickly hopped into their clothes and said goodbye as the galloped down the hill with the guys scrambling to get out of the tubs while concealing their hardons and chase after the gals. Oh it was a riot. Quite the blast. Nothing like meeting the gay couple in the hot spring in Idaho though, at Krigbaum Hot Spring. But I'll save that one for the next page or whenever I get to Idaho hot springs. In fact, I think I'll even shelve the rest of the Washington Hot Spring section, which really is just Scenic and Wind River. I'll cover that and start on Oregon next post. And I'll finish this one maybe on the 27th (which its already almost 2am on the 27th now) or if not then on the 2th or 29th)

Briefly:

Synthetic Art. The first two are more of the lucid dreamscape, kinda cool and trippy, but I don't think they are anything that will win me any accolades, because I ve decided that what I've been trying to do is win the game of lots of votes. I like most of the shit I see from me, but they don't get lots of votes so I keep going lol the last three are me trying to make a  good tornado photo. It looks like the middle one, #4 is the winner, even though it's not a realistic depiction.

Music, I love. I cannot stress enough how much I groove on Lords of Acid. It's the subject matter, many times its just so true! A good half the music I don't care for but some is good, like this one. Ad Grunt TRuck, oh man, the tail end of grunge, the singer was from Poulsbo and I got to meet him once and KIm Thial from Soundgarden, i met Layne too but he was a jerk. But yea the singer, my ex conned him out of his boots lol she wore those for years, fun times, i think it was at a Fantomas show in Seattle in 95