IAM- Dervish (aka- Scott Fox)
IAM- 32
IAM- Polyamorous
IAM- In love with suspension!
IAM- Pierced and Tattooed
IAM- a Drummer
IAM- a DJ
IAM- a Metal Artist
IAM- a Piercing Apprentice @ Dragon FX
IAM- a Dancer
IAM- an Aviation Repair Technician
IAM- Not a vegitarian
IAM- Spellbound by beautiful people
IAM- Spellbound even more by beautiful people with mods
IAM- a nut
IAM- a GEEK
IAM- Free
IAM- Trying to figure out what else to put here...
Junk Out:
Napes x2
Tongue
Apadravyas
Eyebrow x2
Madison
There is more...I just don't remember them all.
I lead a pretty active life and body modification is a big part of it. I stomp around in Edmonton, Alberta. As far as things in the scene go, I have been working closely with Lane Jensen. In fact, I have recently started down the path to becoming a piercer myself under Lane's instruction.
I'm also a suspender. My first attempt was using 0ga hooks. Unfortunately, I did not go up on my first time... but that was the gateway. Since then, I've been up 7 times. The number of times I have been up is not great but I feel that my progression has been intense.
Suspensions:
1. Vertical back- Six 0ga hooks. Turned out to be mostly pulling and such. Good fun
2. Horizontal back- 10 hook
3. Horizontal back- 8 hook
4. Tandum- Superman/Coma lift. Man...that was intense!
5. Vertical chest w/Six Hooks
6. Vertical chest w/Two Hooks. The Attempt was not a success. Damn:(
7. Horizontal front "Coma" w/Six Hooks. Totally fun:)
8. Vertical Back (Suicide) -4 hook
Other mods:
Um...lots of piercings. They come...they go. I have lots. I'll have lots more. I love them.
Five tattoos right now. Two sleeves, two calves and head. Got drawings for a full body piece on the go, though. Mmm.
Morning Star (spiked ball and chain): Not made for beauty. This weighs a ton!
2006/06/17 22:07 Outside Edmonton is going apeshit right now. The Oilers just won the game and tied the series. All the idiots in the world flew into town for the party. This is stupid.
There, I said it.
2006/05/07 09:23 It has been 15 years since I had any booze whatsoever. Well, last night was my birthday and that all changed...
Last night was interesting. If there is one thing I dicovered it is this; I am an expensive drunk. I thought I would be a soggy piece of bread after two or three drinks. Nope. After spinning the OOntz heavy set I had a wonderful toast to the club with half the club toasting with me. What was the first drink?
Jager
After 15 years I slam down Jager. That, my friends, was just the beginning.
The grand total of last nights boozohol intake...
Jager shots x4
Shark Bite
Sourpuss
Crown Royal shot
Gladiator
Jack Danials shot
Rev x2
Mindfuck (1oz Sambuka, 1oz Kaluha)
Absynth Martini
Needless to say, I had a smashing good time. I can't believe I was still upright when I left.
How am I doing this morning? That's a good question. Pretty damn good. I don't feel the least bit hung over, though I am quite thirsty. I'm also up quite early which means I'm gonna go back to bed after I write this right now.
2006/05/02 22:39 So there I am in the line up at Tim Horton's with a friend of mine. I'm debating... donut or muffin? Then a voice comes from behind us and says...
"Could you stand behind him because I'm going to throw up."
That request was directed at my friend. The intent being that she would block the view the man had of me, allowing the man to keep his lunch. There was a lot of 'oh...my...god' going on at that minute. Both my friend and I were stunned that someone would actually say something like this.
Let's break that down, shall we? Since I would have made the man regurgitate by him seeing me I should assume that it had something to do with how I looked. How did I look? From where the man stood he would have seen this...
Below that he would have seen the tattooed arms and the skirt I was wearing at the time (which I believe was my green 'flowing' skirt from designer Anne Larochelle).
That was me. Now, what did he look like? He was an older man that resembled one of the inbred, radioactive hillbillies from The Hills Have Eyes. From there I pretty certain that I had enough information to base a clear understanding of his need to spew.
Option #1
My image scares children and makes good, god-fearing folk turn their heads in disgust. I should never be seen in public unless I'm being bar-coded and sent to have a BURNING hot shower. How could I have been so rude as to stand in a line at Tim Horton's?
Option #2
This fuckhead has been so busy sodomizing sheep and cooking whatever offspring comes out as dinner to feed his wife/sister and father/brother to notice the world around him. He would rather be completely ignorant to a changing world than understand the nature of said world. Finally, if he still had his 'issues' with how I looked, perhaps he had just not thought of just being polite by doing nothing more than SHUTTING THE FUCK UP AND KEEPING HIS INGNORANT FUCKHEAD OPINION TO HIMSELF!
Needless to say, I settled on Option #2.
To that man and to every other person like him I offer a hearty...
FUCK YOU!
2006/03/26 22:48 I have been pounding out a retarded amount of hours at work. There is no end to pilots needing stuff repaired on their planes. Gah... I'm getting up at 5:15 every morning (including Saturdays) to get stuff done. At least the overtime is good. At the end of the day, the pay is nice but it sure hinders a social life. That licks pouch!
On another note... I might sell my condo! hehe... I know, I know, I just moved in there. I've only lived there for about 6 months but I found that by selling now (with the market where it is) I can net about $20,000 above what I paid for it. That is not too bad for doing absolutely nothing but living in a place for six months. We'll see how that goes in the coming weeks. I'm sure I'll find another place downtown soon enough. I do love the place I'm in...but money talks.