Nevada City Weekend, 3/13 - 15

Spent weekend at the house of an ex-lawyer, current farmer.

Along with one New York-based masseur/sex worker (happy endings), one current office furniture saleswoman (previously worked with Connecticut Public and had received an Emmy for a documentary), one nurse fresh out of nursing school, one SF English teacher, a couple who own a farm and rent out goats for landscaping, and another area couple.

Seven of these folks were gay men. (And I wonder why I never get laid. Fuck.)

I got to:

1. sit in a hot tub and gaze at the stars
2. get within a foot (no fence) of an ostrich
3. hug a baby emu
4. hug baby goats
5. play with a tiny kitten

I also was:

invited back for harvest season at the rate of $200 a pound (of work)

Potentially more to follow.