#casinos oregon

[bogleech]

Despite how "foodie" it is, Portland Oregon is almost empty of delis in the familiar sense. There's actually basically only one single business in the whole city that's devoted just to fresh sliced lunchmeats, a German style one.

Dozens of other establishments here are CALLED "delis," but it's actually code for a casino that serves a couple kinds of mediocre sandwiches because of a state law that you're allowed to have gambling machines only if you're a "restaurant."

[the0wllady]

So. You've heard about my adventures in the Human Realm?

And you really want to know how I came to be in that Las Vegas place?

It was while I was in that cafe place in Gravesfield.

I overheard a conversation. They were talking about how to get a lot of money.

Yes, I know, I'm a little bit obsessed with wealth. But I have my reasons! Trust me!

So, they got my attention...

The general thing I got was that there was a place, called "Vegas", where there were places called "Casinos", where if you played games, you could amass a large amount of money.

I was interested, and was about to ask some questions, when the dog that I'd found started acting up.

The waitress came over and asked me to keep it under control, or pay my bill and leave.

So, I picked up the dog, and offered it to her, as payment...but she screamed. And started shouting something about it not being a dog, and  to get it and myself out of the place!

Someone else pointed something at me, so I quickly made a distraction spell, and left in a hurry!

The dog had broken free and that was the last I saw of it.

I went and hid out in the town library.

Y'know, you can find out almost anything in a library?

So, I asked about the Vegas place, and was shown books about this place called Las Vegas. It was in another place called Nevada, around 3000 miles away!

I decided that I should go and see for myself.

But, as I didn't have any Human Realm money, I couldn't buy a ticket on the flying machines, called planes, I'd have to fly myself.

Not a problem I thought!

I got myself together, and set off on Owlbert.

I was flying peacefully, minding my own business, when this small plane flew towards me.

The person in control waved at me. So I waved back.

No. They were pointing downward, telling me to go down.

I shook my head, but they insisted. And flew around me.

I decided to go down and try and loose this plane, so I just dropped quickly, towards an area of trees.

I hid out in the trees until some vehicles came. And a lot of people got out.

I realized that they were looking for me, so I quietly left that area.

I had lost some time. But I thought that I'd fly at night, so I couldn't be seen. I holed up in a barn, and rested until nightfall.

That night, I set off again, but hadn't been flying long, when I became aware of two more small planes coming towards me.

I didn't know how they could see me in the darkness, but got out of there, flying down to just above the ground.

That seemed to loose the following planes.

So, it was too dangerous to fly in the sky by Day or night!

I ended up flying along just above the ground, at night so I couldn't easily be seen.

Finally, I arrived at Las Vegas.

It's an amazing place. Full of casinos and places to stay known as hotels.

I wandered around. You can just walk into the places, as long as you look like you're old enough by their laws.

But I couldn't play any of the games, not having the required money!

I was working out how this game worked, where little blocks with dots on were thrown and the dots had to make a certain number.

Well, this man was throwing them.

I tried a little magic, and found that I could get them to fall just as I wanted.

Great. But I couldn't play myself.

So, I latched onto this guy. And made out that I could tell how the dice blocks would fall.

He didn't believe me, but tried it out.

After he won a few times, he was very happy. We got talking, his name was Stan, and he was from a place called Oregon.

He decided that we could be a good team, and we went on to win a fair stash of cash!

Stan said that we should move around, as winning too much in one casino was likely to get us noticed, in a bad way!

This turned out to be true. As we noticed some people following us around suspiciously.

By this time, Stan and me had been drinking a bit. I suppose it's like the vintage Apple Blood. It makes your head a little fuzzy!

I also realized that Stan had all the money, as he was the one playing the games!

Somehow, we ended up going into one of the places in Vegas where they marry people. I think that it was in order to shake off those followers.

And, yes, me and Stan ended up getting married!

A while later, after our "honeymoon" in a hotel room, I was carrying our winnings, when the security people in the casino we were playing in moved in on us.

I panicked, and ran out of the casino, and almost into a group of cops!

They gave chase, so I summoned Owlbert, and rode out of town.

Them cops followed me for ages, before I could give them the slip!

It was obvious that I couldn't go back to Vegas. A pity, as I really got on alright with Stan.

So, I returned to Gravesfield, by bus and plane this time, as I had money, and so through the portal to home.

And that's what really happened...

#the owl house #( ic. ) #eda clawthorne #eda the owl lady #edalyn clawthorne #Human Realm #las vegas #stan pines #gravity falls #crossover

[blinkaftermidnight]

About that road trip AU, what was the premise? Could we get a snippet?

Yeah absolutely! The basic premise was Leah overhears Fatin planning to flee California (because her parents were going to send her to boarding school in Oregon) and Leah tells her she should run away to New York with her. They should just road trip across the country together, because Leah knows someone in New York (Jeff). But of course on the way they get to know each other and catch feelings.

Each chapter was going to alternate POVs and was set in a different city. This one I had a rough outline for, so instead of a snippet, I'll give you the outline below the cut. No judging, though, because I wrote that in 2021 and haven't altered it to post here lol.

States:

California [Berkeley, Leah]

Leah runs away to try to meet up with Jeff in New York, Fatin runs away to escape being sent to Oregon for boarding school

Leah overhears Fatin talking about her plan to flee home (but doesn’t know the reason behind why) and butts in to tell her how stupid that plan is (running to Mexico? Please, that’s the worst plan I’ve ever heard. You won’t even get past the border) and Fatin challenges her to come up with something better, and Leah accepts, choosing New York (but not telling Fatin about Jeff) and they throw the plan together and leave in the middle of the night on a Friday

Fatin steals her dad’s Porsche Cayenne with terrible gas mileage plus one of his watches (that Fatin wears) and withdraws as much money as she can from an ATM; Fatin says they could sell the watch but Leah convinces her to hold off

Leah only packs a backpack and a duffel bag (which Fatin bitches about) and ends up sharing Fatin’s clothes when she runs out; Leah brings Jeff’s book [which has to be ditched at some point]

Nevada [Lovelock, Fatin]

Fatin hates the name Lovelock but they stop there because Fatin’s falling asleep behind the wheel and Leah forces her to stop at a shitty motel

The front desk guy thinks they’re dating and makes a shitty crack to Fatin about it and Fatin pretends to be Leah’s girlfriend to get a discount

They go to a casino, Fatin seduces the dude to get in, and they turn their $2,000 into $4,000

Leah takes over driving at the border in West Wendover, Nevada, and they argue over stopping in Salt Lake City; Leah finally agrees to drive them to Denver (4 and a half hours to West Wendover from Lovelock, 2 more hours to Salt Lake City, 8 hours from SLC to Denver)

Colorado [Denver, Leah]

They fight about detouring into Colorado because Fatin finds Wyoming boring even if the fastest route is through Wyoming (“and it is a road trip, after all”) but Fatin refuses to stop until they reach Colorado

They get high in Colorado, becoming tentative friends, almost kiss, forget about it, then have more fun

Nebraska [Lincoln, Fatin]

They sing their way through Nebraska, fuck around in the capital

Leah has to start borrowing Fatin’s stuff

Fatin finds The Nature of Her and Leah reluctantly confesses about Jeff

Iowa [Des Moines, Leah]

They argue about how to pronounce Des Moines, bitch about all the corn

Maybe they stop at a laundromat to do Leah’s laundry, and Fatin pushes for more info on Jeff, and they argue about it

Illinois [Chicago, Fatin]

They do touristy shit, go clubbing, kiss, and Fatin acknowledges her feelings but Leah freaks out because of Jeff

Leah borrows more of Fatin’s clothes even though they go shopping

Leah forces Fatin to pose in front of the Bean, and Fatin forces Leah to take pictures with herself in them

Indiana [South Bend, I-80/90, Leah]

They run out of gas in the middle of the night while Fatin’s driving and loses track, and they’re coming off the issues in Chicago, so Leah wakes up pissed and Fatin yells, “You think I WANT to be trapped in Indiana, of all places?”; Leah’s like “At least it’s not Ohio?” and Fatin rolls her eyes

They walk to the nearest exit, stay in a shitty hotel, and Fatin gets drunk and emotional and confesses her feelings for Leah but doesn’t remember in the morning

Leah feels bad and offers to sleep in the bathtub but Fatin’s drunk and sad and tells her to stay and they wake up together; morning is awkward but they buy a can of gas and walk back to the car

Michigan [Ann Arbor, University of Michigan, Fatin]

Leah, while Fatin’s sleeping off her hangover, drives them to the University of Michigan because she wants to tour the campus, just in case

Fatin realizes they’re running out of money and says they need to make better choices

They argue over using Fatin’s credit card, and they agree to withdraw money (another $1,000 which is all they have) in Michigan; they sleep at a rest area in Ann Arbor in their car then flee to Ohio in the morning

Ohio [Amherst, Leah]

Leah makes a joke about stopping in Cleveland, and as they’re nearby, Fatin gets a call from her parents, who have alerted Leah’s parents, but they think they’re in Michigan

Fatin’s parents think she ran away WITH Leah, and Fatin goes with it to try to piss them off more, and Leah blushes the whole time but can’t bring up Jeff and starts to realize she doesn’t care if they hit New York, just wants to spend more time with Fatin

They come across a bed and breakfast run by a nice lady who thinks they’re dating and Leah admits they’re stranded, so the lady offers them a nice place to stay and tells them that they’re a cute couple and only Leah hears

Fatin goes out because she’s upset with her parents, fucks some guy, returns to the room all fucked up and tells Leah she fucked some guy to try to get over her, and Leah gets really upset and refuses to argue and sleeps in the car, leaving Fatin in the room

Pennsylvania [Philadelphia, Fatin]

The bed and breakfast lady walks Fatin out, so they play nice until they’re out of sight

They fight about the previous night on most of the drive through Pennsylvania

Fatin: “Why are you getting so butthurt about who I fuck? It’s not like we’re anything.”

They alter their plan to head for New York, because Fatin doesn’t want to be there anyway and Jeff dumps Leah via text, which makes everything worse, and Leah cries which freaks Fatin out, so Fatin pitches the idea of seeing DC to cheer Leah up

Leah ditches Jeff’s book

Maybe they fuck? They get high again? Fatin stops them because she doesn’t want Leah to regret it but they sleep (just sleep) together and Fatin holds Leah, maybe Leah confesses she feels something for Fatin too, once they aren’t high anymore

Washington, DC [Leah]

They meet the other girls: Toni and Martha are on a field trip, Rachel and Nora are missing school to be on a family trip, Dot's dad got her a trip to DC instead, and Shelby’s conversion camp group took a trip to DC

Washington Monument: Rachel and Nora

Air and Space Museum: Toni and Martha and Shelby

Supreme Court Building: Fatin becomes temporary best buds with Dot while she’s bored because this is Leah’s thing, but Fatin gets Dot’s number because she seems cool (and that’s what she tells Leah)

Leah gets a call from her parents and they beg her to come home, so Fatin relents and they buy plane tickets once Fatin alerts her parents; they spend the night in DC and actually talk about their feelings and shit; Leah kisses Fatin and they probably sleep together

Gretchen’s the flight attendant, they sit in the same row as Linh, and Linh and Leah talk about academic bullshit

California [Berkeley, Fatin]

They’re back in school together, dating, probably bring in Ian

Both their parents came to their senses, got Leah therapy and dropped Fatin from the boarding school since it made them realize that’s why she ran away in the first place

Fatin’s friendship with Dot is flourishing, and Fatin talks to Leah about planning to take a trip to Texas over the summer to see Dot

#Anonymous #my fic #the wilds #leatin

[blubushie]

Tell us about Vegas?

YOU HAVE CHOSEN THE [BUSHMAN GUSSIED UP] ROUTE!

A TALE OF HIGH-ROLLERS

Warnings: Absolutely none! This a fun story. :]

So in November of 2021 (yes, a month before the Pig Incident) I went back to the US to see my family for a bit. I came back loaded with cash as a peace offering for my family (it didn't work) and so I left and went up to Oregon with a mate of mine for a few days to relax, recoup, and discuss work.

This went (mostly) ok minus a brief blue between us (I say "brief" but he's Still Mad About It, in my defence it was not my fault) and I left for Las Vegas, somewhere I hadn't been since I was very young. I got a flight out there and lounged for a bit and made my way to the only place I know would have me, a historical casino that's very popular (but not as much as it used to be.)

I went in the first night with $20k to blow away. I was upset because of the fight with my parents, further upset by the blue I had with my mate, and I wanted to be a little reckless and a little 20 and enjoy life for a week before I had to leave.

I have a quick meal in town at the Peppermill (incredible place), do some drinking there, then stop by Dream Exotics, rent out a 488 Ferrari, and head for the casino where I end up getting a cheap room.

It's $1500 per 24 hours, I had it for 3 days.

I head downstairs to the tables, sorta keep to myself and eventually I get to come up and play. If any of the you have read my fic, the scene in chapter 9 where Jess and Mundy play poker? Those were my winning hands. So we do a couple rounds.

Something that I didn't know, since I don't make a habit of high-profile gambling, or high-stakes gambling, is that casinos will comp you if they think you're rich. You put down a lot of money and they worship you. They'll spend top dollar on you in the hopes that you lose it all. It's fucking predatory, but it works. What's $20k spent on a gambler if he loses out $60k to you? That's still a $40k profit, and casinos are in the business of betting and winning.

They bet on the wrong bloke. I came in with $2k to piss away and bet $1500 first game. Lost it. Bet the last $500 and got it all back plus $2k more. Wagered that $2k, kept it and gained $1500 more. Bet the $1500, lost that. This repeated, maybe 12 rounds and until 2am, until I decided I'd had my fun and walked out with my $2k plus $6500 richer than I went in.

I'm an addict of one thing--alcohol. I am not a gambling addict. I know when to stop. I stopped. Everything after this was the casino wagering money on me in the hopes I'd come back down to the tables with more cash and lose it all.

I go back to my room. When I get there there's a bloke in a suit waiting for me and he says that the casino's "impressed" and has decided to comp my room and is upgrading me to a second-class suite, free of charge.

Who'm I to say no?

I get my shit and go with him. The suite's incredible. Spa Tower--a fucking two story suite with a spiral staircase, and it comes with a private chef! We're gonna call him C for Chef.

So I get there, set up, stare at this giant fucking bed, and wonder what kinda mess I just got myself into because everything has its price. I didn't get much sleep. Most of my time was spent cleaning my rifle very nervously as a soothing mechanism and muttering about "Oh we're really in for it now, Winnie."

But! I'm here for work. I want work. I love work!

So I finally head to bed around 4am, get a few hours of sleep, and dismiss the chef when he comes in the morning. He insists on making me something and I tip him $50 for some eggs and bacon.

We don't talk much, he's quiet and nervous and I remember where exactly I am and it occurs to me that maybe most people aren't exactly nice to him.

He comes around again for lunch--I don't remember what it was, think it was a panini--and dinner. Dinner was very very very good salmon. He's still not talking much, we mostly ignore each other, but I make him a martini as a courtesy and he seems to warm up a little.

(The suite has a wet bar and you can bet I drank practically all of that $700-worth of booze in it. This is when I first got into making cocktails, and I still enjoy making cocktails today. Thank god for fake IDs.)

Third day comes around, and this is when I get my arse in gear. I am in Vegas in a very high-profile casino. I'm playing with the big boys now and it's time I fucking act like it instead of hiding away in here. I've got impressions to make. I phone the front desk, as to speak to the hotel organiser, we get to talking and at my request he sets me up with a private barber and private tailor. Excellent. This will work. Chef comes in and makes brekkie (potato hash with eggs and chopped bacon) while I'm on the horn with the tailor and giving him the measurements I remember from the last time I had a suit tailored (for court, yay).

I tell the tailor to meet me at 6pm (giving 2hr for suit adjustments) and that I want something black and blue and very formal. I want to look like money. I ring the barber and tell him to come at 4pm, which gives us an hour to get my hair fixed before dinnie (because a mullet is NOT going to cut it here). I tell the cook to take off lunch, I'll meet him back here at 5pm for dinnie. I get dressed and dip.

Spend all day out on the town, seeing the sights and walking the strip and drinking for The Nerves. I head to Dream Exotics and rent out the Ferrari for another 2 days.

I don't get lunch on accounting for big dinnie. Eventually I get back to the casino, valet takes the car, and I head back to my suite.

4pm rolls around and 5 till, I hear a knock at the door. Scramble down the spiral staircase and make my way to the door. Answer it. There's my barber. He's short, very unassuming, older than me by about two decades, scrawny but with bony fingers that show he's been a barber for a long time. He has Those Kinds Of Hands--the kinds of hands that only people who work intricately with their fingers get; hairdressers, barbers, tailors, seamsters, artists, pianists... Wiry knuckles. You get it.

So I let him in and show him around the place. He comes inside and I ask to see his bag. We go through it. It's everything you'd expect. Ok, you're clear, I'll show you the bathroom. We head upstairs. Fifteen minutes later he's drawing the water up in the shower (yay detachable nozzles) and I'm trying my best to avoid looking in the mirror. And this blokes look at me and says my hair looks very thick. And that he likes this, because it means he doesn't have to use volumiser since my hair already has volume.

And then he says "You have hair like a woman's." There's a pause. "I mean that as a compliment." Thanks I guess?

I'm sitting on the edge of the tub and looking out the window and wondering why the fuck I even put this plan in action to start with when he asks me what I'm thinking. You know, in terms of style. And I say honestly, I don't know. Listen, I've got a meeting tonight, I know you should sleep on a fresh haircut but I'm a bit pinched for time. I have to look professional. I have to look good.

He looks at me, seems to have this eureka moment, and we get started. "I've got you." So I take my shirt off cuz it's just gonna get wet if I don't, my hair gets washed, and we head downstairs to the bar. I'm sat in a barstool we pulled from the bar at the eating bar in the kitchen and he gets to cutting.

And because this was pre-stroke I had a Texan accent at the time. So my barber, who I'm gonna call B, he gets curious and asks if I'm a Texas highroller. I tell him I'm a highroller but I'm not from Texas. A guessing game starts. I'll give you a $100 tip if you can guess where I'm from. The cunt guesses South Africa before he guesses Australia. Do I look South African to you? "No, you look like a cowboy." Pssh.

Eventually he guesses Australia. Ding ding ding, we have a winner. So we move on and chatter for a bit about this that and the other, he blows my hair to get the cuttings off but air dried hair is Special so we decide we'll let it air dry. Eventually C gets there, I let him in, and he makes us some steak and potatoes (FUCKING INCREDIBLE) and my hair dries as we all eat. This is the only time I've ever eaten wagyu steak. This shit was A5. Holy fuck the marbling. Melts in your mouth, absolutely incredible.

While all three of us are eating, I pitch the game to the chef. Barber and I are giggling as he thinks. His first guess is Oklahoma, because "Texas is too obvious." Buzzer. He guesses a couple of times. Gets them all wrong. He keeps guessing and he ends up getting a little red-faced in his frustration so I say if he can just guess the country I'll give it to him. He guesses South Africa. "That's what I said," goes B.

"Why South Africa? B guessed it too."

"There's a lot of rich white people in South Africa."

Fair. The game continues.

C names practiclly every European nation there is and then some. He names Canada, he names France and I wrinkle my nose. He names Spain. No. "You look Spanish." My mum's Portuguese?

To hand it to him, my freshly cut hair was drying, I was sitting at the dinner table shirtless and actually eating my steak with a knife AND fork, looking a bit professional despite my state of dress, and drinking a bottle of 1970-something Macallan off the spout. Plus I was freshly de-mulleted. I wasn't exactly the shining example of Aussie. More "American cowboy plucked fresh off the ranch."

But I get bored of the game eventually and I'd finished eating, so I say I'll give him the letter. Starts with an A.

"Aus-"

Yessss…

"-trian?"

NO!

His reasoning is that I'm drinking Macallan off spout for the past hour, it's not affecting me at all yet, and Germanics have a high booze tolerance?

"You know who else has a high booze tolerance? The drunkest nation on the planet."

C is confused.

"He means Australians," chimes B.

"Australians?" C looks at me. "You mean…" He grabs his knife, kinda points it at me but in the faux-threatening way. "'Now that's a knoife' kind?"

Sigh. "Yeah. Aussie."

"So where are you from? Sydney? Where's your accent? Have you ever seen a kangaroo?"

"Are you from Melbourne?" asks B. It's a good guess--there's a lotta rich people in M*lbourne.

"Someplace you never heard of."

The topic drops.

We yarn for a while longer about nothing in particular, mostly about food. I find out that B spent some time in Italy and really loves Italian food, C's favourite food to cook is Italian, they hit it off and I'm sitting in silence as I listen. Not in the third wheel kinda way, but in the intrigued kinda way. They're having a conversation that I'm glad to be a part of. It's interesting.

I make a mental note to have C cook me something Italian for dinner tomorrow.

B decides it's time for the dry cut, so we head back to the kitchen bar (I bring my whikky) and C goes about cleaning up the kish. He's humming as he tidies and eventually he looks over at me and goes "So nowhere Australia?"

"Woop woop, yeah."

"How'd you end up here? With the suite and us? How'd you make it?"

There's a hope in his eyes that's kinda sad. In that childish "I wanna be like him one day" kinda way. He thinks I'm something to aspire to be like. Sad.

"Cattle baron's son?" asks B. He's polite about it. There's no implications there. It's an honest question. He wants to know if I came into money or if I was born into it.

"Nah. Just know the right people."

Topic drops again.

It hits 6:30 and I say goodnight to C, tell him I'll see him in the morning, and he leaves. B is just finishing up with the last trims on my beard--he did a fucking excellent job, made my sideburns sharp and my beard looked perfect--when T gets there. We brush me off, he blows my hair and face and shoulders and chest, and he rubs up my face with an aloe-free aftershave before blotting it try. I get up and let T in and I can see the look on his face when he realises I am in fact as short as I said I was. Kinda funny!

B gets to watch, very amusedly, as T tries to get the bushman into a custom-tailored suit. T thought I was very strange at my initial refusal to wear undergarments (autism no like), but he insists that he can retailor the suit and reuse it for someone else if I do wear underclothes, so I agree and put on some trunks and an undershirt.

The suit was a little loose since this was the start of summer in Australia and I was down quite a few kilos. So some last-minute adjustments have to be made.

After an hour it strikes 7:45 and I'm now fully dressed in this suit. It's tight at the wrists in a way I don't like, but it's a pearl-buttoned jacket, pearl-buttoned dress shirt, pearl cufflinks, and black silk bowtie. I look good.

Black sleek suit, blue velvet lapel, all the pearl accents and everything else? I'm looking good. I get a little blue velvet handkerchief that goes in my breast pocket. I look built for a wedding. Or making connections.

Best $2k worth of clothing I ever spent. Except maybe the $150 I spent for my hat. But still. I'm rocking this shit.

So T is adding the finishing touches, tightening hems and adding little folds on the inside that you can't even really see so that the suit fits me just perfectly, and B is chuckling about this. I glare at him. He stops chuckling about it. Very amusing. T hands me my sunnies and explains that the piss-yellow of the sunnies compliments the black and blue nicely despite the contrast. And I might not be much an artist, but I am a colours bloke, and I can see it. I can understand it. Makes sense. I put them on.

B wets my hair a little, breaks out some hair gel and rubs it on his hands, styles my bangs over to one side, makes some quip about how I should've let him clip the sideburns, and the two fellas back up to get a good look at me. I Am Nervous.

T makes a comment about my hair, B agrees and walks up and fucks with my bangs until a little piece of them dangles at my forehead over my widow's peak instead of combed to the side like the rest. I cock my brow at him but then he steps back and dries his hands and puts them on his hips.

They're not saying anything.

"…How do I look?"

T asks B if he has a mirror. No no no, no mirrors, just tell me.

"Like a million dollars."

Aces.

I pay them, thank them for their time, agree to return the suit to T at the end of the week, and get on my way after they leave. Get my knife in my jacket pocket and my revolver in the other, head downstairs to the lobby, then get the lift down to the subfloors. I flash my card to the bouncer and when I walk in the smell of smoke hits me. In this casino you are not allowed to smoke inside. The highroller floors are an exception to this rule.

I get a glass of champagne off a waitress' tray and find my way to the bar and I sit there for a bit and start yarning with the bartender. The night's quiet, there's not many people in. Most are out at dinner. It didn't get lively until 10pm, and that's when the real fun started. I played a few more games, won $1500, went back to the bar to drink and people watch and wait. Work as usual.

And that's about it. Ended up walking away with a job that night and it was fun! I met people! I socialised! I didn't make an idiot of myself! Yaaay good impressions!

#blu whos #bushman

[spann-stann]

Setting Blurb Map: Viceroyalty of Eurmerica

CorpEmp Macrocommunities:

Anglia et Cambria - Contains England, Wales, and the "Reconstructed Strathclyde" region of southern Scotland.

Arkassouri - A small Macrocommunity made up of Arkansas and. Missouri.

Benelux - A united Belgium, Netherlands, and Luxembourg. Less weed under Imperial rule.

Calizona - California (sans it largest three cities but most consider that an improvement), Arizona (with bits of New Mexico).

Cascadia - British Columbia, Idaho, Oregon, Washington. Once an anti-Imperial stronghold, now used to house veterans.

Deseret - Utah, with bits of its neighbors.

Dixica - Deep South and bits of Georgia, the Texans and Virginians cemented their alliance by conquering this area.

Eurmerican Arctic - Alaska, Yukon, NW Territory, Nunavut, and Greenland make up the homeland for the Eskaleut speaking peoples.

Gaelia - Ireland, Isle of Mann, Scotland (minus Strathclyde).

Germania - Germany, Austria, German Switzerland, Liechtenstein (plus bits of Poland and Czechia).

Grand State of Virginia - A reunited Virginia, Delaware, Maryland, and the Carolinas. Virginia was the first Warlord-era state to ally with Texas.

Greater Quebec - Quebec, bits of Ontario, Newfoundland and Labrador.

Ibero-Atlantic Islands - Azores, Canary Islands, Madeira.

Laurentia - The Rust Belt plus New Jersey.

New England - New England, the Maritime provinces, and eastern New York state. Another anti-Imperial bastion turned into veteran colonia.

Scandinavia - Denmark, Norway and Sweden (minus territory given to Eurasia's FennoSapmi).

Texan Tribal Federation - Texas, Oklahoma, and New Mexico. The homeland of CorpEmp's Rotthey dynasty.

The Plains - The American Midwestern states, and Canada's prairie provinces.

The West Latins - France, Italy, Portugal, and Spain. The Nouvelle Droite movement sought to reestablish the Roman Empire following WWIII. They managed to take the western half by the creation of CorpEmp.

Transappalachia - Kentucky and Tennessee. A Virginian vassal.

Non-Imperial Polities:

The Cordons Sanitaire - Berlin, Bremen, Chicago, London, Los Angeles, Toronto, and San Diego. These metropolitan areas were walled off and then used as "dumping grounds" for anyone that didn't want to be a part of CorpEmp. Rival political factions fight for control over each Cordon, but CorpEmp never allows them to have enough control to become a threat.

Green Consensus - Long Island. Eco-Socialists managed to takeover this Cordon Sanitaire during the War of 2100.

United Markets - Nevada, Seattle, and Vancouver. The Vegas casinos bribed the Texans to not invade their state, and MicroBucks were allowed to govern their own Cordon after Portland was given the Carthage treatment.

World Congress of Freedom - Iceland, San Francisco, Svalbard. These Cordons managed to get their shit together and wage war against CorpEmp in 2100 and force the CorpEmp into recognizing their legitimacy.

Macrocommunities with high Reserve presence - The Plains, Laurentia, Deseret.

Macrocommunitites with high Common Prosperity Coalition activity - Laurentia, Calizona, Anglia et Cambria, Benelux, West Latins.

#my setting #setting #worldbuilding #setting map

[paracunt]

North American Tour (2023)

each link will take you to said shows corresponding tags so you can browse through whichever one you want, for an overall view, check out “ Tour 2023 “ or you can checkout the master-tag.

Hangout Festival in Gulf Shores, Alabama

The Spectrum Center in Charlotte, North Carolina

The State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia

Adjacent Festival in Atlantic City, New Jersey

Boston Calling in Allston, Massachusetts

Madison Square Garden in New York Both Nights | Night 1 / Night 2

Capital One Arena in Washington, D.C.

Rocket Mortgage FieldHouse in Cleveland, Ohio

Gainbridge Fieldhouse in Indianapolis, Indiana

Little Caesars Arena in Detroit, Michigan

Scotiabank Arena in Toronto, Canada

Schottenstein Center in Columbus, Ohio

The PPG Paints Arena in Pittsburgh

Amway Center in Orlando, Florida

Hard Rock Hotel & Casino in Hollywood, Florida

Bonnaroo in Manchester, Tennesse

— The Second leg of the North American Tour

The Smoothie King Center in New Orleans, Louisiana

Dickies Arena in Fort Worth, Texas (i put this as “Night 1” but since this is a stand alone show i fucked up— so my bad)

Moody Center in Austin, Texas

Toyota Center in Houston, Texas

Ball Arena in Denver, Colorado

Acrisure Arena in Palm Springs, California

Viejas Arena in San Diego, California

Kia Forum in Los Angeles, California | Night 1 / Night 2

Chase Center in San Francisco, California (canceled due to illness)

Climate Pledge Arena in Seattle, Washington (canceled due to illness)

Veterans Memorial Coliseum in Portland, Oregon (canceled due to illness)

Delta Center in Salt Lake City, Utah (canceled due to illness)

BOK Center in Tulsa, Oklahoma

Enterprise Center in St. Louis, Missouri

Fiserv Forum in Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Xcel Energy in Saint Paul, Minnesota

Chase Center in San Francisco, California — rescheduled

Climate Pledge Arena in Seattle, Washington — rescheduled

Veterans Memorial Coliseum in Portland, Oregon — rescheduled — (canceled due to illness)

Delta Center in Salt Lake City, Utah — rescheduled — (canceled due to illness)

#navigation #tour 2023 #north american tour 2023

[demonangelgirl134]

Akira

Another new oc that will be available on my ask blog @ask-roxy-and-the-devil-blog23. She's an onryō and Aku's admirer

Name: Akira (Aki) Matsuri (roll the R)

Age: 547 (47 in spirit years)

Gender: female

Sexuality: pansexual

Location: Inkwell Oregon

Place of birth: Japan Spirit Realm

Occupation: cleaning lady in the Devils casino

Favorite color: violet

Nationality: Japanese

Species: Onryō

Character trait: good

Voice actress: Kana Hanazawa

Personality:

Sweet

Awkward

Quirky

Determined

Kind

Blushful (blushes for almost everything/compliments)

Helpful

Spacey (sometimes)

Innocent

Jumpy

Audacious

Impulsive

Obedient

Childish

Would rather not use her powers to kill

Lover, not a killer

Forgetful

Powers and abilities:

Travel through realms without being noticed

Possession

Electrical transverse (the ability to travel through TV sets)

Teleportation

Flight

Night vision

Petrification

Nerve disability (the ability to disable and reassemble other people's nerves at will)

Telekinesis

Soul extraction

Heat ray vision

Demoleculerization

Pacification

Invisibility

Intangibility

Dream Manipulation

Shadow manipulation

Immortality

Psychokinesis

Physical Characteristics:

Cries blood

Wears a flower in her hair

Has retractable claws

Can fly like a ghost, but also walk like a human

Has to keep her feet tightly wrapped so she can walk

Can't walk if her feet aren't completely tightly wrapped otherwise she falls through the ground

Is immune to smoke

Is immune to the effects of alcohol

Looks like a 10-year-old but is actually in her late immoral 40s

Is short (about 5'5)

Doesn't age

Has a soft voice

Has a Japanese accent

Is prone to stuttering

Is clumsy

(Is pretty much a real-life anime girl)

Accessories:

Any type of flower in her hair

A purple lace scarf

Black wraps on her feet

Likes:

Flowers

Her friends

Helping out

Friendship

Doing her job

Making flower crowns

Aku

Taking care of her son Minato (even though he's an adult)

Hanging out with friends

Drawing

Writing poems/stories

Cooking/baking

Helping people fall in love

Using her power for good

Dislikes:

Being told to kill people

Dealing with abusive relationships

Forgetting to wrap her feet in the morning

Having to hurt people

Having to punish Minato when he misbehaves

Thunder and lighting

Seeing people fight

Being called short

Being labeled as a small child

Having to see her friends get hurt

Being cheated on

Getting bullied/picked on

Faults:

Can be impulsive

Tends to zone out a lot

Doesn't know how to stick up for herself

Can be a bit too childish at times

Doesn't like to fight back

Can be forgetful

Can be clumsy

Fears:

Storms

Mice

Stairs

Losing her friends

Being rejected

Losing her son

Becoming like her mom

Friends:

Roxy Bureile

The Devil

Jackie

Henchman

King dice

Mangosteen

Chips Bettigan

Piroulletta

Angel Star

Demongo Morningstar

Charlie Morningstar

Amenadeil Morningstar

Pip and Dot

Vaggie

Lucifer Morningstar

Lilith Morningstar

Nifty

Dr. Flug

Moxxie

Millie

Azazel Morningstar

Mugman

Him

Frenemies:

Hopus Pocus

Mr. Wheezy

Husker

Angel dust

Alastor

Blitzø

Cuphead

Mr. Chimes

Loona

Black hat

Phere lap

Mazie Morningstar

Enemies:

Her mother

Verosika Mayday

Dementia

Mamon Morningstar

Crushes:

Aku (mainly)

Roxy

Cuphead

The Devil

Family members:

Ryo Matsuri/the original Onryō (mother)

Minato Matsuri (son)

Smallpox Doctor (father)

Backstory:

From the Japanese urban legends, before the Onryō (aka Ryo Matsuri) died and vowed vengeance on humanity, she was raped by a doctor who had smallpox and sealed in a well with her throat slit. But even in death, she still became pregnant and Akira was born. Unlike her mother who was vengeful and merciless, Akira was kind, sweet, caring, quirky, and would rather not use her power to hurt the innocent. Her mother tried everything to make Akira into a merciless killer like her, but Akira still hated the fact that her mother was a vengeful killer and wanted her to be one too, so she always refused her mother's lessons. As Akira grew older, she found out what romance was and set off to find love when she was 217 (17 in spirit years). But all of her relationships ended up being toxic, All of her boyfriends either cheated on her or forced her to do things she didn't want to do leading to an abusive relationship, I mean, how do you think Minato was born? Her third boyfriend forced himself on her without protection. Akira almost gave up on love entirely from how many breakups she had to go through, but that all changed when she went to work at the Devil's Casino as a cleaning lady and first laid eyes on Aku, the shogun of darkness and the Devil of Japan. She immediately developed a crush on him, but she was afraid to face rejection or he would turn out to be like all her past boyfriends so she kept her crush on him to herself, not knowing that Aku felt the exact same for her and was also keeping his love a secret (mainly because of pride. Her friends Roxy, Jackie, and Piroulletta quickly caught on to her crush and tried to help her confess to Aku, but she always got cold feet at the last second. It all changed when the celebrity Verosika Mayday came to the casino and started trash-talking her, saying she should just give up on love because she has a terrible personality and Aku would never love her, and Aku overheard this and decided to prove Verosika wrong by kissing Akira.

#my ocs #oc bio #oc biography #new ocs #akira the onryō #samurai jack #samurai jack oc #oc x canon #cuphead oc

[oceania15-blog1]

My Birthday

Well, today is my 21st Birthday. Wow, I didn't think time would pass that quickly. Anyway, my plan for today is to go to one of my local malls to meet up with some friends. Then I have to come home, so that my family and hopefully one of my friends, can make it to a Casino up in Washington (I live in Oregon). We would be having dinner, then going into the Casino, and possibly the arcade room they have. I am not really a Casino type of gal. I will update once I get back home.

Okay Update time,

So I met up with two of my friends who I have known for years now. We went shopping, then we ate in the food court. We spent probably an half an hour talking about whatever came across our minds. One of them gave me a ride home as it was starting to rain. I showed my parents what I bought. Mostly enamel pins.

My grandfather on my dad's side picked us up. Then we were off to the Casino up in Washington. We were a little late getting to the restaurant we had a reservation for, but they understood. We had hit some traffic on the way up. Any way, the food was delicious, and I got a lemon souffle (sorry if I spelled that wrong, damn computer). I also tried a Mimosa, which was okay but I am not really a alcohol type of gal.

We then went to the casino part of the building, and I did good for the most part. I did pretty well in roulette table. Me, my dad, and my mom then cashed out and went to the arcade. The arcade was awesome, I had fun today.

#oregon #21st birthday #birthday #happiness

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day. Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday.

People who are in love get fewer colds.

On average, 12 new-borns will be given to the wrong parents daily.

By 2050, about half of the world’s population will be short sighted.

A zoilist is someone who gains pleasure from finding fault.

Women who snore are more likely to struggle to orgasm.

About one person in twenty can't visualise images in their head.

Until 1899, the list of official diseases at the Royal College Of Physicians included nostalgia.

In 2002, actor Vin Diesel saved an entire family from a burning car wreck.

The annual awards ceremony of the UK porn industry is called the SHAFTAs.

According to a recent study, procrastination can be a sign of poor physical health.

750,000 tons of cigarette butts are dropped on the ground around the world each year.

The phrase ‘pipe dream’ originates from the fantasies induced by smoking opium.

Many Japanese bathrooms have a button that, when pushed, plays the flushing sound to mask the sound of you doing your ‘business’.

A single share of Coca Cola stock that was purchased in 1919 for $40, would be worth $9.8 million today.

To try and be a better person, Tolstoy wrote a list of rules for himself that included, “Visit a brothel only twice a month.”

Scientists have observed male bottlenose dolphins masturbating by wrapping a live eel around their penis.

A 99 year old man divorced his 96 year old wife after having been married for 77 years because he discovered an affair she had in the 1940's.

In 2014 Margaret Loughry won the Northern Ireland lottery jackpot which consisted of £27 million. She donated 26 million of it to her own hometown to help transform it into a tourist destination.

In 2013, a man in Michigan whose house was set to be demolished, switched his house numbers with his neighbour. The demolition crew never realised until it was too late.

A 2009 study found James Bond has had ten times as many lovers as the average British male has in a lifetime, with a doctor reporting that, “the likelihood of him having chlamydia is extremely high.”

The African Union intends on having a single, continent-wide currency modelled after the euro. The most popular proposed name for the currency as of right now is the afro.

Edward 'Boy' Jones was known in the Victorian era for getting caught breaking into Buckingham Palace when he was 14 years old and stealing Queen Victoria's underwear.

In 2013, the 'Breaking Bad' team were offered $75 million to produce three more episodes after the final season concluded, which was estimated to be more than their earnings in 5 years. They declined.

The Hanover Country School Board in Virginia tried to ban ‘To Kill A Mockingbird’ in 1966. When she heard about this, author Harper Lee sent a letter to the school board asking if they were literate and offered some money to enrol them in first grade.

In February this year, at an art exhibition in Russia, a security guard ruined a painting worth $1 million by drawing a pair of eyes on it with a ballpoint pen because he was "bored". It was his first day on the job.

In 2012 a man sued Pepsi after he found a mouse in his Mountain Dew. However, Pepsi fought and won the case. They knew the can was 74 days old and could prove that any mouse would have easily dissolved in Mountain Dew after 30 days.

How do farmers party? They turnip the beets.

Sadie Renee Johnson from Oregon started a wildfire in 2013 in order to give her bored firefighter friends some work, except that it spread to 206 square km and cost nearly eight million dollars and two months to bring under control.

In the late 1900s, Howard Hughes bought an entire casino named Silver Slipper just so that he could tear down their neon sign. It was visible from Hughes' bedroom and apparently it was keeping him up at night.

In 1988, a woman named Jean Terese Keating disappeared while awaiting trial for drunkenly killing a woman in a car crash. She was arrested 15 years later after bragging at a bar about having gotten away with the crime.

In 2012, a nineteen year old teen secretly lived in AOL's headquarters for two full months in California. He ate free food, used the gyms and showers and even slept in the conference room while working on his own startup.

And, finally, a quiz. What does this list of acts have in common? Loose Ends, Doug E. Fresh, Steely Dan, Lee Dorsey, Otis Redding, Sly & The Family Stone, Hall & Oates, The Turtles, The Detroit Emeralds, The Monkees, The Emotions, Sly Stone, Funky Four + 1, Johnny Cash, Syl Johnson, The Fatback Band, Eddie Murphy, Run DMC, Cymande, The Commodores, Bo Diddley, The Real Roxanne, Five Stairsteps, Michael Jackson, Richard Pryor, Jefferson Starship, Gregory Abbot and Cerrone. If you know the answer, well done! Keep it to yourself!

Okay, that’s enough information for one day. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.

#mixcloud #mi soul #dj #music #new blog #lockdown #coronavirus #books #weekend #democracy #brexit #cronyism #election #tuesdaymotivation #radio

[s-e-v-e-n-24]

Hollywood Cali

Look at me, finally doing it

Headcannons came off of friend on Wattpad (DaneetheRockstar) making a fic where California was a movie star in old Hollywood

So Cali having an off and on friendships with several states, including Nevada, Oregon, and Washington, but his personal relationships with them being more positive at the moment

I do headcannon him to be in a relationship with Nevada (This headcannon plays a major part in my Calivada headcannons) but that's another post. It's around 1940s/1950s? I think?

And Cali has this new thing (Not really nee more gaining alot of popularity), Hollywood. He just finds it fascinating. It's where movies are made and dreams come true, so of course he's gonna brag about it. It grates on their nerves, but hey, Nevada us always talking about his casinos

And then suddenly California decides he wants to be a star

He tells them this, and they're iffy. Fame has a way with people. They agree that it'll be ok, nothing will change and Cali will of course keep in contact. (Him and Nevada may or may not have a big fight about it before Cali leaves)

Cali moves out to Hollywood

At first he does keep in contact, telling them of asshole managers and new gigs, and slowly he starts falling out of it, around the time he becomes a real star

And unfortunately he's also starting to internalize Hollywood's perfectionism

He's at the peak of stardom, he's doing big movies, he's out partying most nights, forgetting everything and just living off the moment. Everything's fine. Sure he has to fight to stay in the limelight sometimes, but it's fine

And then he's no longer trendy

"He drinks to much"

"He parties too much"

"He's not even that pretty anyways"

"He flirts too much"

"He's alot at parties"

"His acting sucks"

"He's a tryhard"

Over and over and over again

He's losing gigs, he's becoming part of Hollywood's obscure, and everything is horrible.

So he leaves

He tries to reconnect. It doesn't quite go well, his friendships are more rocky now. Nevada and him fought, alot about it. They aren't talking to eachother at the moment. Not helped by him being an asshole and throwing himself a pity party (Not new but worse/different this time)

Being alone gives him alot of time to think. He's bitter about Hollywood. He hates it, being there showed him every flaw and horror. He loves it. It's his perfect little thing that ruined him. He should have called more. He should have admitted to needing help. He can't have help. He can't admit he's wrong, he's too proud. Nevada hates him, and so does Oregon and Washington and he hates himself too. He should be perfect, he'll never be wrong again and he'll be perfect he needs to be

He sees Oregon and Washington later. They pretend it's fine. Later, they yell at him, but it's fine. He can just make it up to them later

He doesn't. Their relationship is permanently off and on. Nevada still holds a grudge and the other two won't say if they do and he keeps saying shit that makes people wanna hit him

If you keep him needing his perfect views and go farther with it it turns into moral OCD 👀

#hollywood california #wttsh california #wttt california #wttsh nevada #wttt nevada #wttsh oregon #wttt oregon #wttsh washington #wttt washington #god i fucking love him #I've made a playlist for him #welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #wttt #wttsh #the statehouse #the table

[art-by-jones]

Casino Purse Larry Jones, b. 1954, Oregon Leather, steel rivets 4 1/4″x 6″; 2014

#original work #outsider art #leatherwork #gifted to sharon

[stantler]

My dad is objectively insane and a bad person but he’s so objectively bad ass too he was allegedly a POW in some unspecified conflict in eastern Europe and escaped by swimming the Danube River where his friend drowned and he started an ostrich farm in Oregon with my mom in hopes of butchering them for meat to feed celebrities in California after having his own pizza place in NYC and traveling through like 30 states. He was later arrested for scamming people with counterfeit casino chips. His name is Milan

[theehorsepusssy]

True HP Story.

I used to have a video poker problem for a while. It goes hand in hand with meth addiction in Oregon. One time I bought a bag from a relatively new dealer and we went to the old Commodore and I watched him plunk all the money I gave him for the bags into the machines. I actually won about $400, cashed out and ran for the door because the look in that tweakers eye was primal rage. My next bags were significantly light. Lol. I will say the Oregon machines pay out much easier than casino machines. Vegas machines suuuuck. The ones at the local casino are pretty tight too.

#Don't ever start playing them #Evil

[shefanispeculator]

Blake’s Tours

2016

2017

February 16 – Bakersfield, California @ Rabobank Arena February 17 –  Los Angeles, California @ Forum February 23 –  Portland, Oregon @ Moda Center February 24 –  Spokane, Washington @ Spokane Arena February 25 – Tacoma, Washington @ Tacomadoma March 3 –  Fresno, California @ Savemart Center March 4 –  Las Vegas, Nevada @ TBA March 9 –  Sacramento, California @ Golden 1 Center March 10 –  San Jose, California @ SAP Center March 11 –  San Diego, California @ Valley View Casino Center March 16 –  Evansville, Indiana @ Ford Center March 17 –  Chicago, Illinois @ Allstate Arena TBA –  Omaha, Nebraska @ TBA

2018

date city venue 2/15/18 tulsa, ok bok center 2/16/18 lubbock, tx united supermarkets arena 2/17/18 las cruces, nm pan american center 2/22/18 grand rapids, mi van andel arena 2/23/18 moline, il taxslayer center 2/24/18 st. louis, mo scottrade center 3/2/18 dallas, tx american airlines center 3/3/18 bossier city, la centurylink center 3/8/18 atlanta, ga philips arena 3/9/18 greenville, sc bon secours wellness arena 3/10/18 greensboro, nc greensboro coliseum 3/15/18 columbus, oh nationwide arena 3/16/18 baltimore, md royal farms arena 3/17/18 philadelphia, pa wells fargo center

2019

date city venue 2/14 okc, ok chesapeake energy arena 2/15 kansas city, mo sprint center 2/16 sioux falls, sd denny premier center 2/21 indianapolis, in bankers life fieldhouse 2/22 buffalo, ny keybank center 2/23 pittsburgh, pa ppg paints arena 2/28 peoria, il peoria civic center 3/1 louisville, ky kfc yum! center 3/2 evansville, in ford center 3/7 jacksonville, fl jacksonville veterans memorial arena 3/8 tampa, fl amalie arena 3/9 sunrise, fl bb&t center 3/14 des moines, ia wells fargo arena 3/15 st. paul, mn xcel energy center 3/16 green bay, wi resch center 3/21 uncasville, ct mohegan sun arena 3/22 uncasville, ct mohegan sun arena 3/23 albany, ny times union center

2020

2/27 – salt lake city, ut – vivint smart home arena

3/5 – glendale, az – gila river arena

3/6 – san diego, ca – pechanga arena

3/7 – los angeles, ca – the forum

3/11 – wichita, ks – intrust bank arena

3/12 – omaha, ne – chi health center

3/14 – denver, co – pepsi center

3/19 – chicago, il – allstate arena

3/20 – milwaukee, wi – fiserv forum

3/21 – detroit, mi – little caesars arena

2021

august 18: omaha, ne / chi health center*

august 20: denver, co / ball arena*

september 2: philadelphia, pa / wells fargo center

september 3-4: washington, d.c. / the anthem

september 9: nashville, tn / bridgestone arena

september 10: evansville, in / ford center

september 11: rosemont, il / allstate arena*

september 16: north charleston, sc / north charleston coliseum

september 17: greenville, sc / bon secours wellness arena

september 18: duluth, ga / infinite energy center

september 23: st. louis, mo / enterprise center

september 24: tulsa, ok / bok center

september 25: fort worth, tx /dickies arena

september 30: grand rapids, mi / van andel arena

october 1: detroit, mi / little caesars arena*

october 2: milwaukee, wi / fiserv forum*

2022

None

2023

February 16, Pinnacle Bank Arena, Lincoln, Nebraska

February 17, Denny Sanford Premier Center, Sioux Falls, South Dakota

February 18, Xcel Energy Center, St. Paul, Minnesota

February 23, Greensboro Coliseum, Greensboro, North Carolina

February 24, Thompson-Boling Arena, Knoxville, Tennessee

February 25, Legacy Arena at the BJCC, Birmingham, Alabama

March 2, Vystar Veterans Memorial Arena, Jacksonville, Florida

March 3, Amalie Arena, Tampa, Florida

March 4, Amway Center, Orlando, Florida

March 9, KFC Yum! Center, Louisville, Kentucky

March 10, Nationwide Arena, Columbus, Ohio

March 11, Gainbridge Fieldhouse, Indianapolis, Indiana

March 16, Simmons Bank Arena, North Little Rock, Arkansas

March 17, Paycom Center, Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

March 18, T-Mobile Center, Kansas City, Missouri

March 23, Heritage Bank Center, Cincinnati, Ohio

[wildcraftedwoman]

Taking a spontaneous trip to the desert in southern California was exactly what my soul needed to heal. The night was cold, and I drove like a mad woman, determined to see the Cholla cactus garden in Joshua Tree's sunrise. I slept in a casino parking lot midway. Cursed and cried as I drove and drove through the Los Angeles hills and listened to country oldies. But I made it and the sun set me aglow. I wandered out on my feet alone through the desert to be lonesome and sat on the dirt with the early morning sun to catch my breath. My marriage had ended with a real bang back home and rapidly began to fade away from view. I felt part of me was dying along with it and awaiting to be born again. Or truly die.

I had no idea who I was without him. Just some tired shell of a woman who thought she was going to be taken care of by a man who let her down each and every time. He'd cross so many lines and there was no going back, despite my begging. But it was time to go. Like Tallest Man's Dark Bird is Home, "I thought that this would last for a million years. But now I need to go, oh, fuck." I took my anger out in the desert with beer and archery, and I wasn't half bad. That night, I spent in a cowboy pioneer-themed camper and under the stars in a rooftop hot tub and stared at that ancient force among them. I declared my trust in this Being and felt a new fire kindling within.

When he told me he'd like to see other women and find a companion, I gave him a loving goodbye and went to Desert Springs to see an old friend. We met back in Oregon when the pandemic begun, us in our rigs having nights together roasting food over the campfire, hiking through the densely forested parts of Mount Hood. She reminded me what it was to carry love in your being. She'd been doing her own healing as she was departing from her marriage with so much damn similarities to mine. Turns out we both wanted to just live in peace, undisturbed by another. With another friend, we all sat around the pool with their homeschooled children and spoke of extraterrestrials, the psychic realm, Plato's Republic, hermetics, demonic realms, energetic healing, and Christ consciousness. For many hours we spent discussing the sublime with the growing storm in the air. And driving back home, I remembered what I was told all of those years ago; "Go south to the desert, you'll find yourself there."

#personal #travel diaries

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