Belly dancers, flow performers, and 4-handed massages, OH MY!

I went to an OUTRAGEOUSLY wonderful party this past weekend.

It started with a simple Village Meeting and quickly developed into something bigger, more festive, and filled with all sort of unique characters and costumes.

Personally, I LOVE these parties.

Someone sang Adele’s version of a Bob Dylan song called “Make You Feel My Love” and it was heart wrenching.

There were belly dancers with swords and those little metal finger instruments that go ding, ding, ding.

Castanets?

Then we had a performer show off his spinning skills with light up wands that portrayed images from this year’s Burning Man theme of Metamorphosis – BUTTERFLIES!

It was awe inspiring.

I personally climbed into the big limousine cuddle puddle for some quiet time and snuggling.

Burner parties are the best.

Everyone is encouraged to bring their talents to share with others and I must say, it really turns into a showcase.

Some displays that were there but that I missed included wax play, ropes, and a quiz to find your kinks.

That’s right.

Take a quiz to discover your kinks.

There was also a couple giving 4-handed massages.

Can you imagine what that feels like?

Oh, and the cocktail – The Frisky Whiskey – was delicious, complete with a red vine straw to sip from.

Personally, I got some GREAT advice about my son’s situation, something that’s been weighing on my mind lately.

I saw old friends and made new friends and honestly, I just HAD A BLAST!

You throw THE BEST parties Bad Boy!

Thank you for hosting.

Deck the f*cking halls

Barbara has great bosses.

Last year they got her tickets to a SF 49ers game and SHE TOOK ME!

This year they bought her tickets to Cirque Musica – circus acts set to a full orchestra playing holiday music – and SHE TOOK ME!

I’m not quite sure what the best part of the evening was – watching Barbara laugh silently when two men, gilded in gold body paint and wearing nothing but golden speedos took the stage and performed poses with blatant homoerotic overtones.

I swear I thought she was going to fall out of her chair she was laughing so hard she was shaking.

Or –

Watching a circus performer balance shit on his face.

We’re not talking little things like chairs and balls.

NO!

He balanced an entire Christmas tree, a full size ladder, and a table on his chin.

It was truly a WTF moment.

ladderThis is the face I was making the ENTIRE time he was performing:

michelleAs it turns out, having an orchestra SHARE THE STAGE with circus performers is very stressful.

I kept worrying that the circus performers were GOING TO CRASH into the orchestra.

Barbara was worried they were going to crash into us!

In the end, we all survived and I learned a valuable lesson: balancing shit on your chin is a viable career choice.

Deck the fucking halls and fa la la!