Day 7: thunderdome

I was yanked out of a dream I can't remember at 7 this morning, my phone ringing loudly right next to my head, I always leave my phone on in case of family/friend emergencies. A really obnoxious techno track started playing on my phone, I only turn the sounds on at night, cell phones drive me nuts sometimes, especially if I'm trying to get a cup of coffee and clown behind the counter are texting away. I have a good amount of friends and contacts, I just don't need to keep in contact with them 24/7. All this texting/tweeting stuff is cheapening human life quite a bit, but really, human life was pretty cheap to begin with. On the other hand, I can honestly say that I have been emotionally moved by a tweet, which I guess proves that there is some good to this level of communication, plus how would I keep in touch with all you lovely folks :)

So my phone rings, my diaper is dry, I answer it and my friend, DP as he will be addressed henceforth, asked if I was down to do some work this weekend, and I both groggily and excitedly agreed. My friend is mentioned in this post, he's been a pretty profound effect on my life, and we've gone somewhat different paths. When we first met we were exploring the world and our minds, we've taken mushrooms quite a few times together, experiences that I can attribute to a better understanding of the world and maybe a little bit of brain death. I don't recommend everyone try mushrooms, but seeing the world through that looking glass undeniably opens your mind. I haven't done mushrooms since the Bush administration, I learned all I could from "tripping out" and have no desire to re-experience any of that madness.

DP is the head-instigator for a alternative energy commune in the Shasta mountains of California. They're building a massive solar oven and experimenting with algea as a source of fuel, really avant-garde stuff, the place is filled with folks from Berkeley/Santa Cruz and all over California, and some coming as far as Ontario and New Zealand, scientists, engineers, belly dancers, shoeless hippies, stoned philosophers, and me. Most of the grunt work is done by Woofers but every once in a while they need an extra hand, the food is always really good, the pay is minimal but DP has helped me out in many ways over the years, it's the least I could do.

The last few times I've been up there its been a little warmer weather, I hope it doesn't snow, all the habitats are geodesic domes covered in canvas and the "leave no trace" rule is very much in effect, so everything is heated by wood fire or cuddling. Keep in mind, its the adult in me that says I don't want it to snow, but the little girl in me really wants to see snow for her first time... yes, I've never seen snow, theres a picture of me making a snowman when I was like 3 years old, but I don't have any clear memories, so this might be my first time if it keeps as cold as it has been.

I do spend quite a bit of my time working on the PC's (computer knowledge around a bunch of Woofers is priceless) in the somewhat out of place McMansion they built, but the work usually entails building more of the domes for various purposes. There's an aspect of roughing it though, my friends satellite phone is pretty much the only means of communication outside of a town about 30 mins away that thankfully has a wifi connection. It's funny that class even exists in this kind of environment, I've slept in one of the nicer domes and shower/shave in the house, just because I'm better connected and have skills outside of your average Alexander Supertramp.

I'm packing my suitcase, taking pretty much every sweater I own, 2 bambinos for nighttime and a bag of Tenas to wear during the day, and my pink clothie with plastic panties. I'm leaving my cincy bear behind because I don't want him to get dirty, but I know i'm going to miss him. I also have on one of my last Abri-Forms for the 4 hour drive, DP has heated seats so I'll have a very warm bottom for the trip! Everyone up there either knows me already, mostly as a diapered, transgendered blogger/videographer. If they didn't already, word gets around quick, and everyone is super-ok with my kinky self, this is the kind of place where freak flags are flown. There's supposed to be quite a few more people there now so I hope I still get a warm reception. I still will be diapered all the time, I talked to my friend and he told me there would be a means to dispose of my dirty diapers, an embarrassing question that I had to ask, probably the first big lump in my throat since I started wearing diapers indefinitely.

I will leave you now, I'll be back on the 12th of this month, but you wont even know I'm gone, i'll post this and then whatever I write when I get back at roughly the same time. If all goes well, i'll be going to bed in a comfy cloth diaper after 9 days of constant diapers. Hopefully all the natural living won't make me forget how lovely the internet and plastic backed didees are : )

**p.s. sorry about the lack of visual media on here, look forward to more videos and pictures when I get back!

**p.p.s - yes, my next post is going to be called "beyond thunderdome"

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