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That Special Time of Year

Ah, Halloween. It’s that time of year when the twenty-somethings start sexy-fying childhood tropes and aging fuckers like myself say, “Right-on!” Sure it’s very silly, but for many it’s the only time of year that they feel comfortable getting there cosplay furry freak on. For the nerds, geeks, actual furries, it’s that time of the year when they don’t feel that they no longer need a venue for their self-expression.

Me? I’m putting my horns on this weekend. Everyone might as well see my true nature. For my neighbor, she’s letting her inner cat out. Of course her idea of a cat is something that wears a bustier and spankies. As long as she passes my apartment on her way to the next party, I’m not going to judge.

I hope everyone else is lifting the veil worn the other 364 days, too.

Thank you, Mr. Jobs

The news came to me via Twitter. Selfishly, I am thankful that the announcement of Steve Jobs death came just minutes before I was due to clock out. The day was done for me when I heard the announcement.

I haven’t felt this way for a stranger since I heard that Jim Henson died. It’s meaningful in the sense that I know someone formative to who I am is no longer part of this world. Jim Henson educated and entertained me. Mr. Henson informed my curiosity and sense of humor. Steve Jobs built the tools that I now use creatively and showed me a clearly defined way of making that informs everything I create.

What is comforting is that I know dozens of people personally that will feel the same way. We have all lost someone we owe a debt to. The best way we can repay that debt is to continue to make insanely great things to share with others.

Thank you, Mr. Jobs.

Another Strange Hungers Site?

I’m not going to complain or rant. Let’s face it… I haven’t posted much this year. I deserve to have sites with variation on this name crop up. Give a peek to http://www.strangehungers.com/ It may sport a fairly generic WP interface, but at least the author has been consistent about content and posting schedules. I am even green with envy regarding the format of the title: No Hyphen and .com!

When I first started Strange-Hungers.net in 1998 (that’s right, the ’90s), the hyphen-less version wasn’t available. How I ached for the hyphen-less variation of my domain. Now that domains are dirt cheap, it came available again and no one told me! Color me green. I wish my domain dopleganger all the best. The content is fun and wholly appropriate to the name.

Let the dueling posts begin.

Doodling

Recently, I picked up sketchbook and pencil again. These poor things have been collecting dust on shelves and getting lost under new layers of drawer junk. I forgot how therapeutic doodling is. Of course whatever I start off with ends up with big boobs.

The ultimate goal the doodling is simple: stay sane and get better… In all ways, get better.

The image below is a collage of pages from last week. Two of the doodles are resourced from photos.