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Quarantine in Los Angeles: Where Would You Be Right now?

In the years before the lonely apocalypse, I expressed my love of leather in the form of corsets, boots, chokers and everything I would wear to the Southern California Ren Faire. As you surely know, coming weekends are canceled. For we have all sworn oaths of solitude until this plague passes over us. We are left to only listen to the prophets in our podcasts denounce our rulers like the prophets of Israel decried their kings.


Were I at the Ren Faire, I’d probably spend all my money on pewter things again. Yes, I have problem. It’s pretty much the only material I love as much as leather. Now, don’t tell me it has lead in it because it bloody well doesn’t. The Pewter-smiths of Fellowship Foundry swear it. I have at least a dozen articles of pewter jewelry but my biggest manic splurge ever was this:

Fellowship Foundry

In my defense, I didn’t spend all the money for these. My primary and I split the cost, naturally. We came upon this pair shortly after we realized we’d been together for a year and half. Day jobs, Los Angeles housing, and honestly our preferences have kept us in living separately. Nonetheless our fun glasses have never failed to entertain when we share nights together.

The first weekend we had them we watched a train wreck in slow motion. Neither of us had seen any episodes of Game of Thrones season eight yet. Our pirate glasses remained ever full as we mourned and drank to the wake of our favorite show. Another time, we brought our glasses to a our first Dungeons and Dragons table top night (again, in the before time), and sipped red wine as if it was the blood of the enemies in which we trampled upon (I played a Barbarian. Deal with it).

Now? Well thanks to quarantine we still raise glasses to another, toasting through digital screens as we play remote games or simply catch up on our new hermit reality. We hope for our beloved Ren Faire next year.

As always small business vendors suffer the worst right now. So please, raise glass, take a shot, drink some ale for Fellowship Foundry.

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Quarantine in Los Angeles: This is Our Life Now

Less than ten minutes ago, my phone buzzed like it was an amber alert. “A kidnapped child?” I thought to myself wondering what monster would do such a thing in a time like this. An anxious part of me screamed to turn on the news, or perhaps don my gas mask, hazmat suit, and dare to go outside scouring license plates like a obsessive suburban mother doing her neighborhood watch.

That buzz was announcement from the city: stay at home. COVID-19 is terrible. Listen to the mayor of Los Angeles. Listen to the CDC. Subtext: ignore the mad resident of the White House.

This is my life now. I’m safe. I’m drawing a paycheck. I’m even working from home, and still like everyone else I am absolutely sad.

We’ve all been cancelling trips. Avoiding nights out. Missing friends. Missing family. I personally haven’t seen a soul other than my primary in the last week and half. Oh wait no, I did see the mail man. He waved at me through the window of my apartment yesterday. How’s that for a boring dystopia?

Yet through it all the one thing I worry the most is not my own job, but the communities and people that have made Los Angeles my home over the last decade. Every small business that I’ve supported, and independent artist I’ve know is having their lives up fucked up here.

So what should I do? I think I’ll support them.

This blog is all about erotic content, but you’ll posts about communities that are adjacent to a kinky life. Think of them as product reviews. If you got some change to spare during this insanity, support some some business.

Coming up, Geeky and Kinky pins.

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