oookay. It's been a long weekend. I showed up to Santa Monica, where Angela tired from her month of couch surfing, and so, set us up in this free empty pad (thanks to her client). But after one night without electricity, and hot water (in SM?!), let alone the luxurious sleep sitch, I opted out. Better to stay with friends-

Our friends brought hours of laughter, jumping, flying, stretching, and minor debauchery...A hootinanay of good times, as not-so-strange success underlined our Santa Monican stay!Forrest Yogis unite & share.

Top o'the morning. It's 7am and Big $ B decides we should have shots of Hungarian Unicum before we head off to Seminar. Apparently alcohol aids in release. WHOA, okay dokay.
Buzzin @ 9am. The bodywork vortex.

34 people, means 17 couples, all naked or nearly, w/oil, heat & release. HOTHOTHOT.
Warm up on the front lawn. Chest openers, comfort talk, minor touch...Back in the Bay, its my DAD'S Birthday and Ange & I are at our sister's. YEAH!
Good times keep rolling. So much silly stuff in San Fran, so much momentum to ride to seattle on- So much thanks to Ellen Heed, Dr Vincent Medici, Brian Campbell, Christine Peterson, Christian Pezza, Carlo, Gustavo Coronado, Dr Kineako and my seestar Angela.

PS my jaw's still sore. If you've never had someone work inside your mouth, I suggest you try.