So I finally talked myself into getting an iPod, on the principle that it was easier than shipping three boxes of CDs out to CA. (Okay, I didn’t fight myself very hard…*sigh*) Since Carlota and I discovered some distinct musical incompatibilities while driving–she isn’t a huge fan of Tom Waits, Nick Cave, or Tool, thereby […]
Monthly Archives: July 2007
So Carlota and I are cruising down through West Virginia, on our way home, and we come around an off-ramp and pass a car broken down by the side of the road. Standing next to it is a long-haired young man looking tired and flustered. I debated stopping, got about twenty feet down the road, […]
So tonight, as is our long-standing tradition on Sundaynights of a Con, the guys of Sofawolf Press took some of their authors out to dinner, self included. We eat well, we hoist the thank-god-that’s-over toast, we tell myriad embarassing stories, and generally I wind up signing books later in the evening. Tonight we did the […]
Whew! Today, the con endeth. It wasn’t bad. Not knock-down amazing, but definitely worth working the weekend (plus I got to see my folks.) It’s weird, but as my mainstream art gets more popular, I don’t do quite as well at the furry cons. (Okay, maybe not that weird.) Art show was pretty slow for […]
Whew! Anthrocon day one, down! Carlota has been bearing up to her first furry con with great aplomb. I suspect we are not weird enough to faze her. (“Hey! This porn isn’t porny enough, damnit!”) She’s getting the same treatment I usually get–if you’re NOT wearing ears and a tail (and are female and reasonably […]
Wow, there’s wireless in them thar hills! Staying with my folks for a day or two up in the wilds of PA, before Anthrocon. And there’s a wireless network in range! Woot! I have nothing exciting to say other than that. If you’re around for Anthrocon in Pittsburgh this weekend, swing by the table, say […]
I am going to guess that not more than a handful of people on the planet would be amused by Bleach fanfic written in a deadpan parody the style of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. It’s sort of like a Venn diagram with a very, very small overlap. I am also going to guess that a […]
I took a walk around the lake today, and while I was sitting on the tumbled down boardwalk down one of the side paths, a buck came picking his way out across the stream about ten yards away. He definitely knew I was there, and kept eyeing me suspiciously, but I practiced my not-breathing, and […]
God help me, I’ve figured it out. Yes, I’m talking about fan fiction again. (No, I haven’t figured out the appeal of some of those fetishes. I hope to go my entire life without doing so. If I die still thinking that m-preg is a dreadfully alien concept, I will not feel that my time […]