my adventures with reptiles…
September 20, 2013
Mama Cass, the bearded dragon, is Casey’s beardie that he volunteered to take care of in attempts of sexual relations with her previous owner’s sister. However, that’s another George Costanza-esque story for another time. I have not held Mama Cass in a while. The first time I held her after taking Massacre, she was not having it and very suspicious of my, on edge. Perhaps she smelled the male beardie on me, perhaps she was just being a bitch. I named Casey’s dragon Mama Cass, after the late member of The Mamas and The Papas, soon after he received her because she became super fat, as female beardies do, and Continue reading “Everyone’s Getting Fat Except Mama Cass” »
September 14, 2013
Massacre has been lying on the red blanket next to me all morning. On my way back from a trip to the bathroom, I was able to observe from across the room the layout of his pose in full. Continue reading “The Timeless Art of Seduction” »
August 26, 2013
Massacre’s copping a feel
August 24, 2013
I have been doing a ton of “research,” into ways and materials and links and rivets that could be used to create something that I need: a more fitted and functional lizard leash.
His current leash, which is an alteration of a purchased lizard leash that was too small and uncomfortable. Now, it is just the right size for him, but he is growing and becoming more exploitative in both nature and the city.
The leash also gathers to fit on the side of his body, and his leg has been hitting it when he runs around. His scales have also frayed the camouflage material. This is what I came up with after a few weeks of research, collecting materials, and taking apart links on my own jewelry. I plan on doing a more in depth post later this week, dissecting this process step by step.
August 23, 2013
Massacre: My new hangout spot…text me for bottle service.
August 8, 2013