When we meet people outside of Outlaw circles, sometimes people ask us what we do. From years of experience, I have learned that "My husband and I have a small handmade soap company," is the un-catalyst for an interesting conversation. Probably second to "I'm a professional quilter," people just do...
Now that we have a store, I hope this will be the first of many amazing tales I hear in my amazing days of meeting customers.
Though I heard many fantastic stories this week, one stood out as by far the most interesting. I'm sure you'll agree.
Murder, Pills, Subterfuge, Retribution.
It was the end of a heavily hot afternoon here, yesterday, when the doorman of my building - a man deconstructed by the boredom of his work - grimaced at me, lazily, to get close. Although not in a sunny corral, seen from the outside the scene could have been the prologue of a shoot out of a John Ford or a Sergio Leone western movie.
In January 2005, 25 or so of my friends agreed to come to Las Vegas, Nevada, to celebrate my 30th birthday. We rented out several rooms in The Stardust, a now-gone hotel on the Strip, conveniently proximate to Circus Circus (see Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas).
Our mission: to find The American Dream.
Our method: a great scavenger hunt containing all the elements that make up the American Dream (cultural diversity, grandmas asleep at the slots, a margarita served in the largest liquid receptacle available at a bar -- in our case, the coffee pot--, pic...
This is going to be a quick post, since I'm writing from Bruno's Hotel in Gerlach, Nevada. I think the population here is about 75, and 90% of those people are a stone's throw from this room.As you may have read, my friends and I come here frequently, but not frequently enough to be locals. We are going to a friend's bar b que later if the weather eases up (it's gale force winds, thunder storms, and torrential rain right now). It has been a great day and a half.
You may have read yesterday's post about the last time we went to our 4th of July camping trip.
As I said, this camping trip has a long tradition behind it, so here are some photos from my previous excursion in 2008.
My first dog, Diva, was still with me and in prime form, as you will see. She was a mighty and wonderful friend, and I still miss her. We had many adventures. She is the dog in my tattoo, which our logo is based on.
For many years, my friends and I went camping to a desert in Northern Nevada on a moderately regular basis. Since Russ and I have been working, we haven't been able to enjoy this passtime very often and it has been sad.
This year, however, we're shaking off our soap shavings and heading out to the same desert with a couple of our friends.
Because these aren't your neighbor's travel slides, I figured I'd share them with you. Hopefully you'll enjoy them...
In honor of the Hunter S. Thompson Clean Getaway Subscription Box going out tomorrow (was supposed to go out today, but as usual things are a little late), here is the story of one of the most significant moments of my life. An ad in The LA Weekly I was...
1. Ok, so what was the joke? The description from LOC: Photo shows Atlee Pomerene (1863-1937), Senator from Ohio and James Alexander Reed (1861-1944), Senator from Missouri. 2. Just having a good time on the street in the name of voting? The description from LOC: Photograph shows suffragists Rose Sanderman...