I've been remiss thanking you. The Kelly's Angels! A Tribe bourn of honesty, depression, and sheer lust.
The realization that I am a Man and pretty smart sassy hot Women make me smile.

I could start with the swats and hugs I got at Interfuse thanks to Strawberry Blond on Y'all s behalf.
The phone calls to many of you.
The letters, post cards, and love.
I am envied by many.
I don't know why, but...hey. All I did was swing my balls out there to over 300 of Burningmans strongest and finest, and I haven't been emasculated yet!
Well...not much...

Anyways. I thought Y'all would get a laugh out of the latest request and my response. It happens about every three months or so. The requester will remain nameless.

"I would like to join your Tribe"

He's got a beard. Looks like a nice enough guy but...

My response.

"Ummm...
I'm flattered, but...
Did you read the Tribe description/Memo/Mission Statement?!
No offense, Brother, but it's women only.
Not that I don't find you a sexy man! I just don't swing that way.
KK"

I hate being rude or mean...but, come on!!! Am I not clear that to be a member of my Harem I have to want, respect, and love you in that certain male way that requires an erection because I secretly want each and every one of you for an extended (no pun) all night sex session
of incredible sex and I closed out the list at 340 because I need 25 days a year off to sleep and GUYS just don't cut it that with me?!!!
(that was poorly written, but I like the flow. I'm leaving it. If you are offended...you probably don't, errr...fit...pun intended)

So. Life.
I went through a very tough time moving back here. Looking for work. Not finding work. Getting work that about broke me.
I tripped across a sales job for the second oldest HVAC company in Springfield.
I'm being paid to learn new shit. I'm good at what I do. I'm honest. People like me. More important...people trust me.
I got a break the last two days. Color me crazy, but instead of driving around town on essentially 'cold sales calls', I got to be on the roof of a large commercial building directing in the 5-10 ton A/C units on radio (Comm) with the Boom truck operator, monitoring safety, being a crew lead, then helping with the wiring/plumbing/electric and being a gopher to boot. 9 hours on a hot tar roof 50' feet up.
I woke up this morning tired, sore, sun burnt, and happy!!!
I got to do it again today.
And they actually PAY me for this shit!!!!

Another funny aside.
My sister, Dr. Marcia Graham works with A friend, Dr. Rick Hondrick. We are all family. Anywho...Dr. Hondricks nurse is a 6' tall hottie with a great body and breasts. I've wanted her for years. She knows it. Unfortunately...she only dates Bikers.
So her Air Conditioner was out and she heard from my Sis that I worked for a HVAC company.
"Can I come over and rewire her thermostat that the dog chewed through the wires?"
I don't know shit, but I can strip a wire and splice. I 'capture' a few wire nuts and a left over length of Thermostat wire and head out to be the hero.
I did. I didn't. And no.
Yes. Her A/C works.
No. We just talked. And, yes...when the job was done...she jumped on her Harley and went to hook up with friends.

I may cut and past portions of this to my Blog later, but for now...
This is for YOU!!!

To my Kelly's Angels.
I love each and every one of you.
Preferably one at a time, but group discounts are available while I/they last.
KK