Oh wait, I suppose Halloween is over. Ah well.

Cofffeeeeeeeee...

So, I haven't been writing much lately. That isn't just here, but in general. I haven't been reading much either. It's possible I'm becoming illiterate.

The writing has largely been due to a lack of anything to say. Accented by the fact that I'm writing about having nothing to say. Which is pleasantly contradictory.

I'm not quite sure why I'm not reading either. Mostly I suspect it's because I haven't found anything that excites me. Which is odd, as the world is filled with great books and my personal reading list is quite long. But every time I look at it, I shrug and plop down in front of Netflix.

In general, a lack of inspiration. Which is stupidly frustrating. I think maybe I've been taking my imagination for granted and it has decided to go on strike.

Or else it just got sick of the things I kept making it come up with, and decided to head off for greener and less perverse pastures.

I have been "tagged" by Kri in this meme, which seems to be some sort of challenge to fill out a questionnaire. I am somehow powerless to overcome it and fear the day when this power is used for evil. Or marketing. Which I suppose are the same thing.

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
- Name: Sigil or Red if you want to use a real old name.
- Eye Color: Brown
- Hair Style/Color: Hair is overrated.
- Height: 6'2"
- Clothing style: I seem to be in the unimaginative "t-shirt and jeans" stage of life.
- Best physical feature: Opposable thumbs. Though I'm often complimented for my tongue. Make of that what you will.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
- Your fears: I'm afraid of failing those I care about when they need me most. I'm afraid I'm a fraud in every aspect of my life but am too old to do anything about it. I'm afraid 80's hair bands will make a comeback.
- Your guilty pleasure: Drawing.
- Your biggest pet peeve: Normal people.
- Your ambitions for the future: To crush my enemies, see them driven before me, and to hear the lamentations of their women.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
- Your first thoughts waking up: What is that noise interrupting my hot sex with Maid Marion
- What you think about most: Human cognition. The nature of the universe. Philosophy. Porn. I'm not sure of the exact ratios of those.
- What you think about before bed: Why didn't I go to bed two hours ago? Oh, Mr Pillow, how I've longed to embrace you.
- You think your best quality is: My fledgling ability to shut the hell up.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT'S BETTER?
- Single or group dates: Everything is better with friends. Particularly naked friends.
- To be loved or respected: They are not mutually exclusive.
- Beauty or brains: You can't have sex with a brain. Well, you could, but that's just gross. And while you could have sex with a brainless body, that seems rather boring. So I'm going to say that both are required.
- Dogs or cats: Both are good with the right attachments.

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
- Lie: No. I have never lied my entire life.
- Believe in yourself: This would imply that I could somehow NOT believe in myself but as they say, "I think, therefor I am." As I do not wish to cease to exist, I continue to believe in myself.
- Believe in love: The same way I believe in ghosts.
- Want someone: Several.

LAYER SIX: EVER?
- Been on stage: Yes. Many times.
- Done drugs: Doctor prescribed it. I don't argue with the doctor.
- Changed who you were to fit in: Don't ask. I won't tell.

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES
- Favorite color: Maroons and deep reds.
- Favorite animal: The tasty ones.
- Favorite movie: Usually the most recent "good" movie I've seen.
- Favorite game: Horizons when it was good.

LAYER EIGHT: AGE
- Day your next birthday you will be: This sentence makes no sense.
- How old will you be: Old enough.
- Age you lost your virginity: Either thirteen or fourteen to a very attractive sofa.
- Does age matter: Is this some sort of hidden FBI question to identify potential pedophiles?

LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL
- Best personality: Having one is so uncommon that I'm not picky.
- Best eye color: Any that isn't glowing red with rage.
- Best hair color: Superficial dick brown, by Revlon.
- Best thing to do with a partner: Talking while cuddling naked in exhaustion after repeated orgasm. Also, Unreal Tournament.

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE
- I love: too many people and things to name.
- I feel: small plastic keys under my fingertips, clicking away.
- I hide: stuff that should probably remain hidden.
- I miss: the 250 meter target every freaking time. Why is the 300 so much easier to hit?
- I wish: I knew how to grow up.

LAYER ELEVEN: I TAG
- Who do you tag?: I shall not inflict this terror upon another living being.

Kri and Deo drug me out into the cold world to do that most dreaded of activities. Socialize. It burned for a little while until I was pumped full of sugar.

I will tell you right now. Sex. Drugs. Rock and roll. All that's fine. But for the love of all that is holy, do not under any circumstances lather an Oreo with frosting and consume it. Down that road lies Madness, and she is making sweet, sweet love to your tongue. What I mean to say is, if an angel and an Oreo cookie were to somehow get it on while riding your tongue like a cowboy, it would taste like this.

Naturally, I had three.

I remember everything vibrating a lot after that.

But really, it was a great time. I finally got to see some people I'd only heard about and others I haven't seen in quite some time. Stupidly long, in fact. I really do need to wander over that way more often.

Nbowa has a good list of all who attended, because my feeble brain does not trouble itself with "remembering" things and I would certainly forget to mention someone.

But by the insistance of Kri, I do have a bit of video to share. I'm pretty sure she insists because it's video of her. Cats are such vain creatures, aren't they?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nshrD_n6Evo

This is of no interest to anybody, but Wacom put out an updated set of Cintiq drivers for OSX. They finally added two more points for calibration. At long last the edge jitter is gone.

I am sad to say I did a happy dance.

So, I decided that Kri is probably right that I should work on other parts of my fursuit while I work out the design issues for the head. Since the tail would be the most sensible thing to start with, I'm going to make the paws.

I'm really not happy without he kinds of paws I've tried in the past. They generally just feel like cheap gloves. The "trace your hand and sew two halves together" method seems to be what most do. Most acrylic furs are a bit too abrasive on the underside for me, so I'm thinking of doing an inner liner. Maybe that stuff Underarmor is made from, I'm still learning fabrics though.

Which reminds me that Chaz pointed me towards something called "fur injected lycra." At least that's what I wrote down. A cursory Google search has failed me, so I'm still looking into that. He said it was something movie studios use. Which means it's probably expensive and hard to find. That, of course, means I want it.

Been ordering fur samples from a couple of different places. Will probably go with cheap stuff for the prototype and build the final version with something nice.

Heh, prototype. It's strange how something in my brain equates building a fursuit with building power armor.

Ima nerd.

Okay, I told someone I was going to try this whole "being social online" thing.

Oof. Man. This is hard work.

Uh. I like pie?