Three part journal: Feel free to skip to part most relevant to you.

First: Explanation about my last post.
I am having problems. I have no intention of going into detail in public. My friends can feel free to ask. Some already know. I AM getting help. Some major changes in my life over the past several months are contributing factors for all of this, but there is more. As a result, additional stresses, like hosting meets and big projects need to be put on hold until I am better.

This is why a lot of people did not get invited to the family's New Year's party. I wasn't there. I was working the whole damn time and sleeping when others were partying. This does not make for a happy wolf. Having to go to bed while others are clearly enjoying themselves. So if you didn't get invited, it's not because I didn't like you. I literally had no say on the matter, and truthfully, I was under more than a LOT of pressure from other things to even begin to try.

So, I will be ending furmeets for the foreseeable future until I'm better.

Second: Rumors, Rumor control, and A disturbing but interesting observation.
As is common in my life, I am fielding rumors again. So here we go with Rumor control.

First one on the block, is this one. I am not broke and destitute. I am more surprised by how some people are drawing this conclusion because we served, *gasp* generic sodas at the last meet than anything else. Now, it IS true that I was jobless for a while. I had quit one job this summer, had a temp one in Oct and Nov. And am currently employed now. So I am not unemployed. I'm not rolling in money. But I'm not hurting. But all of this speculation about my life has got me thinking.


Second, now this is a prize winner, worthy of being mocked in a future show. It started a few months back. I started getting rather personal emails and notes asking me questions, vague at first, but progressively bolder, asking questions about the structure of my genitals. Yeah.... it was weird. And given I was a little surprised by the nature of the questions, I was deliberately vague. And then a few weeks back, someone finally had the balls to flat ask me what he was hinting at and thus I have finally learned the nature of the rumor. So here it is folks.

NO. I am not a hermaphrodite. I am a guy. I do not have any female parts at ALL.

I mean really.... where do they come up with this crap, huh? I figured out from talking to this guy that he thought that the other Wielder artist was in fact me as well. So yeah... I can't even sort this one...

Now an observation. This was made by a non furry, who has known me for years. So he is a fur friendly person. He said the following to me when I mentioned the two rumors. "Furries are perhaps the most wonderful, most creative people I know. And the most dangerous." At first I didn't know what he meant, then he explained. Furries, not all, but a LOT more than just some, are very BAD about talking about EVERYTHING. Rumors, gossip, true, false, it doesn't matter. It's as if many of the people who do this sort of thing do not understand, sometimes, you have to know when to keep your mouth shut. And in this day and age, this includes facebook, twitter, blogs, and ANY social media or communication. It's not the fact that the rumors exist... it's the fact that they are being talked about enough that they make their way back to me. They really shouldn't. At some point someone should step up and say "So? What does that have to do with anything?"

I have people debating my death, my sexuality, my use of generic sodas, and whether I have a peak or a valley or both. But... I don't hear people discussing my artwork, my themes, or involvement with the fandom and community.

I think it's time the fandom took a hard look at itself and said 'time to grow up a bit'. But that may be asking a bit much from some people. Then again, maybe the fandom will surprise me. That would be amazing. (No sarcasm. I mean this.) I'd love to see the fandom revert to its tightly knitted, supportive network again.

Finally, a Story.

So I'm driving around recently and someone commented about the radio station on in my car. He complimented it. And I realized I didn't know how to explain how the station was on so I decided to just tell it like it is. My car is a PT Cruiser. And for the past few years the radio has been kind of glitchy. I turn off the radio if I want quiet and yet when I start the car the radio will turn back one, often changing stations to one of the local ones. A hard rock/alternative style station. The odd part is that station is NOT one of the programmed stations on the radio, though I don't mind the music sometimes. I'm pretty eclectic on my music. So My car likes to turn on the radio and change the station on its own. So when I explained this to my passenger, he said, 'Huh, wouldn't have figured a Cruiser would like this style of music.' :)

So... I guess the P in PT Cruiser stands for possessed. :)