This was the day I taught them all the meaning of respect.

That’s something our Uncle John used to say to us as kids and hold us upside down at our grandparents. He’s a genius, can write symphonies, writes symphonies, right?

EARLY BIRD HARTH FEST TICKET SPECIAL 1. You will have to pay extra at the door 2. That will suck for you 3. email Raymi@raymitheminx.com for MEDIA* GUEST LIST ONLY. *influencers too.

Speaking of androidTO I have been full on functioning like a robot the past two weeks, one massive project attention after another, after another, I feel like my brain is being rewired from workload expansion to the large variety in the types of projects ranging from music, tech, burlesque, blog, tv, charity, green conscious, foodie, blogvertorial, public speaking, pitch writing, parties BOOM. A hater said recently that I just flounce around and say that is work. HA I wish. From sun-up to well past sun down I am go go go, not to mention documenting it all then blogging it, covering, sharing. It gets exhausting.

Someone said I should be an Iron Fist model. He’s a BMX bike guy so he would know. I told him to write to them and say any lie necessary.

Wanted to eat at nunu yesterday but they were closed so we went to the beac. that place is such a cave, like the raven, my earrings, and poem.

Prosecco is too sweet for me.

While I blogged in Burnoutington, Teacher picked up candles from JYSK. He said it’s like ikea and home outfitters. He bought cushions and tea towels too. YAY NEW STUFF HOUSE PRESENTS!