Finally able to sorta get my head on straight. With any luck, I'll eventually be able to move forward with what I want to do in the future of my life.
That being said, I've noticed a strange phenomenon. Well, it's one I perceive, anyways.
Even though the days are definitely marching onward, it barely feels like time is progressing to me.

Decades ago, I could actually feel the movement with various milestones either from myself or from others in life; significant things, mind you. Maybe it's the decline of major technological advancements compared to many years ago.
But...ever since about 2012, I think, it doesn't really feel like things have been moving forward.
In many cases, it feels like a lot of things are going backwards...and that bothers me.

I mean, on one hand...I'm immortal, thanks to whatever happened then or several years before. But on the other hand, it still has me concerned for the future. I keep finding myself asking a lot of questions pertaining to that.

"Will I be able to achieve any more of my dreams in the future?"
"Will there even be a future to pursue for many of us?"
"What will things be like ten or so years from now? Twenty?"

There are other questions, sure, but most of it is heavy existential stuff I'd rather not get into publicly.
Still, sometimes I forget that it's good to just blurt out my thoughts on these journals and such, just to free up some space in my head, even if it doesn't amount to much. It's been difficult for me to really talk about a lot of these things or to focus on other things like I should, or like I want to.

Speaking of which, for anyone paying attention and keeping an eye on the sluggish activity here (thank you, by the way), I'm working on some more uploads again. Just a few hours ago, I posted some long-overdue Kokoro. I hope to post some more of my backlog when I can push myself past these mental blocks...and eventually some stories, too.

...goddess bless, I miss casually writing.

I hate the cowardice and the double standards.
I hate the misinformation and lack of initiative to seek the truth.
I hate the tribalism.
But moreover, I hate the blind hatred.
Hatred so deep that those blinded by it don't even realize why they should be mad at something other than what they have their sights set on. Hatred so deep that they don't even care about what they're throwing away. Hatred so deep that compromise is seemingly impossible, but only from those who are blinded.
When civil discourse cannot be achieved, everything falls apart.
Do not pretend to shield me when you are the one stabbing me in the back.
Do not act like you are in the right when you can't even see that what you're doing is so wrong.
Do not speak like you know what is truth when you can't even discern the lies.
Do not accuse me of anything when you don't even know me.
I was hopeful that this month would open the door to a better future, but most of what I've seen so far is people shutting doors in others' faces and losing their minds.

This is not the way to a better future for all.

Another year, come and gone. Sadly, not much has happened here except delay after delay.
It's still really hard to explain, and even harder to figure out, but it's not fair to blame the year.

That being said, I've also become very fed up with the "screw you, 2020, you were the worst year ever" argument, because it's the same as the year before it, and the year before that, etc. Despite the bad, there is always still good, and despite personal issues, you make the best you can out of the time given. 2020 was not the worst year ever- hell, it wasn't even absolutely terrible, contrary to what people may feel or think. Of course I'm not ignoring the stupid, violent, and scummy stuff that's happened this year. However, if you look at ONLY those events or aspects, then of course it's going to seem like the world is on fire.

The world is NOT on fire. Just parts of it.

California joke aside, there have been some entertaining and enjoyable aspects of this year that I appreciate. New friends made, new experiences had, new things discovered, and a reawakening and appreciation of things long loved. So, no, 2020 has not been all that terrible, even when faced with the insane riots and scummy political scheming. You have not driven hope and love out of me completely, and at this rate, you never will.

People need to move on from 2016. Don't refer to the next year as "current year", but rather...think of it as a new opportunity to move forward, because that's what people need to do. Don't get hung up on one single person for years, and don't harbor such insane hatred towards someone like that when there are other ways to spend your energy. Work on making a better life for everyone- not JUST "your side". Promote happiness and love more than the opposites. Maybe then, you'll start to see positive change.

Do not give up, even if it takes you a while to get there. We, as a whole, are not dead yet. The end is a loooooooong way off, despite what doomsayers may utter. Be safe, look forward, and have a happy new year, everyone.

Come the new year, I am going to be pushing myself to actually get my backlog uploaded and updated.
Not only that, but I hope to be more active on here for those who are interested.
Aside from glancing at some images here and there, I haven't done much on this site for a while.
A lot of that is due to the convenience of Discord and other places, but also because that mountain seemed to keep getting bigger in front of me. Even if it's just an image a week or something, I need to start working on it. Even if it's a short story every couple of months, I will start doing it.

No more excuses. No more hiding. Anxieties be damned, it hurts more NOT to do anything than to dread doing it in the first place.

2020. Hold me to it. Give me strength.

Things have been wild and crazy this past year for a lot of folks, but I just wanted to let you know that I wish you all the best and that I hope things get better for you. Despite what some groups might have you believe, the end is not nigh, and there is still good and love in the world. Never forget that, and never doubt that, no matter what.

It's also up to you to spread that good and love in the world. If you want to see more good, do more good, and encourage others to do more good.

Have yourselves a merry fluffy skunkmas this year and many years long after, alright?

I know it's silly, but I can't help but get excited again for my birthday this year. I'm still 23, going on 23, and I hope it stays that way. For those who don't know what I'm talking about, it stems from a joke back on my 23rd birthday, where I basically wished to stay 23 forever...and for the past several years, it's a wish that's stayed granted.

Anyways, I don't actually know what I want this year. Or rather, I do know some things I want, but I always feel bad about asking for them, since I never like to feel like I'm begging. Unfortunately, that sometimes means I miss out on things I'd like...so it can be a bit conflicting at times. Regardless, if anyone does want to get/do things for me, I certainly won't turn them down. I truly appreciate every gift I've been given. I intend on posting several of those come the 29th, too. I'm long overdue for it.

This weekend got hella crazy, and it felt like almost nothing went right, but...I'm back!
Emmy and I had a rather fun time despite the "turbulence" of dealing with car rental runaround, hotel check-in, and convention kerfuffle. I'm just glad that (as far as I know) nobody got removed from or arrested at Monica's table.

That aside, it was nice to see some new faces at the con while still getting to hang out with some familiar faces. Jonathan Frakes was an absolute delight to meet, as was Rob Paulsen and Maurice Lamarche, but it was also great to meet the Kevins; Kevin Conroy and Kevin Sorbo. Ol' Hercules looks just as good as he did in the 90's, and it still blows my mind. May the years continue to be kind to that man...

In addition to the other guests and attractions, I was introduced to a tabletop game I hadn't heard of before, and I rather liked it. The DM said it was called Dungeon Crawl Classic (DCC), and it plays a lot like the old D20 but with some little additions and changes which allow for more roleplaying/verbal interaction and focuses less on the mechanics. All in all, it was really fun, and I can't wait to bring Beardly back for another game.

Also, as is tradition (apparently), I went to McGuire's for a great meal and a lot of laughs. If any of you ever head down to Pensacola, I highly recommend going to eat there. I tried the fish and chips for a change and- Goddess bless, the dori was heavenly! So tender, succulent, and with a lightly sweet flavor mixed with the buttery beer batter, every bite melted in my mouth with the softest, flaky texture I'd ever tasted. Worlds of difference between the typical frozen or farm-raised seafood I'm stuck with in Arkansas. I missed you so, fresh Florida fish...

Anywho, all in all, it was a decent vacation. That being said, I think the next convention I go to will be a bit more local, and hopefully quite interesting. Perhaps Anime Matsuri in a few months. Any recommendations for a midwest skunker?

It's about time I update on stuff. Work has kept me busy and stressed, stress has kept me busy and distracted, and distractions have made things difficult. However, things have been getting better (slowly), and hopefully this weekend will be the breath of fresh air I need.

I'll be attending Pensacon again this year, and though I don't expect to see many of my "local" buddies there, I look forward to getting to see ya if you do show, and I'm looking forward to seeing a lot of the celebs there as well. That being said, I'm sure at least one table will probably be relatively vacant, and I hope there isn't any trouble this year...

Also, I WILL kick myself in the butt and upload some of the amazing pieces of art I've commissioned and received since I last posted, as well as some colorings and perhaps stories. I've been getting back into that again, and it feels good, but I still have a few brick walls that I need to overcome. The third story with Tracy, one with Gerdur, and a few others.

Been stressed, busy, and now dealing with a sinus infection, but I'll get better. Sorry for worrying those who care. I'm trying to pull through, but it's been a weird, rough time.

Is mah birthday again.
To those who already wished me a good one, thank you.
To those who got me things, a big thank you, 'cause you didn't have to.
Tis sleepy skunk, though. Will write a better journal in the morning. Luff you all.

Oh snap, today kinda snuck up on me, actually. Er, not that I really follow it or anything. Just seems kinda funny how some people will still refer to the stuff as "skunk", and that this is still a day/time that people celebrate.

So, since I AM a skunk, Happy 420 Blaze It Skunk Day or whatever. :3

(P.S. PROPER uploads will be happening on either the 22st or 23nd. I need to get off my ass about this.)

The early portion of the day wasn't incredibly eventful, nor was the midday, but the stuff in between and the end was awesome! First off, I did happen to get my picture taken with Aurelio Voltaire, as well as the Trek gang in attendance: Data, Q, and the holo-doc from Voyager. I still need to talk with John De Lancie before I leave on Sunday, though...but I did get to attend Robert Picarto's Q&A with Robert Duncan McNeill (a.k.a. Tom Paris from Voyager). I learned some fun stuff about both of them, too. I also talked more with Geoffrey Gwin, whom is just so much fun to mess with when he's drawing and such. I mean, not interrupting his work or anything, but...I dunno how to explain it, other than we troll each other and potential clients, and everyone loves it.

Anyways, most of the rest of the evening was spent next door at the grand hotel, where they held various tabletop gaming. I learned a bit more about Warhammer 40k and even got introduced to Heroclix, which is a fairly cute yet kinda fun game. The real treat, though, came when I went to play my first game of Call of Cthulhu. Or...so I thought, as the table filled up quickly. I managed to convince the DM to let me play, as well as let the guy in front of me in "the line" play, too. Real fun, proper gent he was, too. He was only a few years older than me, though he had some salt and pepper going on.

Anyways, oh my GOODNESS, I've never managed to havs so much fun in a D&D-styled game...EVER! Aside from a few people sacrificing themselves for the sake of saving the town/world, we did surprisingly well...though we all thought we fucked up bad at the end. I even killed a dude with one punch. Regardless, I saved myself and my daughter (campaign plot device) from an infestation of otherworldly flying bee-slugs and kept the elder gods from being summoned into our world. My new friend and I had a grand time playing, and the DM was absolutely amazing!!

And I finished off this evening with a tasty treat, like yesterday: strawberry cheesecake pancakes. Maybe this is gonna be a consistent theme with my convention travels. Anyways, will report more later.

This place was already bustling with activity before I even got my ticket and entered! And imagine, Fridays are supposed to be the slower, easy days here, from what I remember. I can only imagine what tomorrow has in store...

Speaking of which, though, I managed to talk to quite a few fun celebs today, such as Virginia Hey, Sean Schemmel, Charles Martinet, and even George Lowe; all of which were very sociable and an absolute joy to hang out with! I even got to meet Robert Picardo and Brent Spiner, too! Sadly, I missed John De Lancie at the time, since he was out doing a Q&A panel at the time.

I also got to meet my con friends again, David Yost and Geoffrey Gwin (the latter of whom has drawn for me a few times), and it was nice to catch up again, as it has been several years since I last saw them. Dave is in better spirits these days, which I'm really glad to see.

There were also a few cool vendors on the merch floor today, one of which was selling hand-crafted weapons and telling potential clients various tales about their historical usage as well as funny things he's done using them, such as puncturing a pompous rich man's car tires after he asked him politely to move his vehicle elsewhere so his family could park at his place. The uh...actual story was more entertaining than my short summary, I assure you.

Anyways, evdn though the con closed earlier than scheduled tonight (8 instead of 10), I get to finish out the night strong with a LIVE Voltaire performance out here in this gorgeous outdoor weather while eating delicious chili cheese fries!

I'm so glad I could save up enough for this, as I had to miss tge last two years at Pensacon. Well worth this, so far. More to report later!

I'm heading off to a convention again- first one in a long while, too. I've been so nervous and stressed about making sure everything is taken care of in advance, but...I'm still really looking forward to it.

For those who know me, I've probably already told you, but this year I'll be heading to Pensacon in the hopes of getting to meet and talk with Brent Spiner, John De Lancie, and Aurelio Voltaire, as well as many of the returning guests. I don't really know of any other friends also attending, but...even if it's just me going alone, I know it'll be a lot of fun. If you happen to be down in the area, drop me a note and maybe we can meet up or something.

Side note, I'm sure I said I'd be uploading comms a while back, but I definitely wanna get off my ass and finally do that soon. So...sorry about that, folks.

With a new (and better paying) job under my belt and a more proper schedule, things are finally curving back up from what was almost a rather low and stressful time this year. We're not out of the woods yet, but at least our home is in better shape. Also, despite my random vanishing acts (those who know me might know what I'm talking about), I'm being a bit chattier than I've been in a while. It's still hard to keep up with others, tjough...especially in large groups, as I'm apparently not as good about being in large groups these days. Work keeps me busy, but I still try to make time for playing games, being social, and being creative (not necessarily in that order). And...for the first time in a long while, I'm feeling relaxed enough to perhaps resume more of my writing, both personal work and public work. I just worry that my lack of consistent writing is gonna affect my quality and such...but I'll try to push myself to overcome that obstacle. I mean, writing is something I enjoy doing, even if I don't often have the time, focus, or drive for it that I want.

...anyways, that all being said, I do feel that things are improving enough that I can slowly do more and share more. I plan on getting some colors posted, as well as maybe a few poems, short stories, and more when I can. As for artwork, well...whenever I can safely afford it, I'd like to get a few commissions, but I think I'd like to try and keep a majority of them clean for now. Not to say I won't still post my lewds, because I know people like those (and so do I), but...I'm curious. What would you all like to see next with my characters? Any preferences on content, or regarding which characters you'd wanna see more of? Or perhaps you'd like to get something with one or more of my characters? Do let me know, and I'll certainly take it into consideration.

I've seen it become more popular in this past decade, but it's still an interesting thing to look into. A lot of people I know "like the thicc ladies", but some of what I see regarding said "thiccness" comes across as just outright fat instead. It's difficult to determine where that fine line is (or rather, where the thicc line is), since it's very opinion-oriented. So, to all of you, I ask the question: How "thicc" is too thick before it's just fat? Give me some examples, if you'd like. I'm curious to see what you all consider the ideal thicc figure. I'm certainly not trying to kinkshame anyone, by the way. We all love different things, and in different ways. I certainly like the bigger ladies in some instances, myself.

I don't even know where to begin with this one... I apologize in advance if this freaks anyone out, but I just wanna state now that yes, I am fine. I just need to get this off my chest, for what help it may offer in doing so.

For a long time now, I've always been scared of thinking about things like death. I suppose it's common for people to worry about stuff like that, though. Even so, I know I'm still young, and that I shouldn't worry about that sort of thing yet. But I do. It has only gotten much worse in recent years. It's one of the main reasons I am so adamant against people taking their own lives or giving up on life. Times may be tough for some; circumstances in life or with family and loved ones causing enough pain and stress to make one cry in anguish, or the weight of the world in general becoming too much for one to bare, or perhaps the strain of expectations making one doubt if their life even has worth. Even so, I've always felt that it does more harm than good to "give up" or "run away" from it all. Life is full of many things, and though pain is one of them, it offers so much more that's worth sticking around for.

...but, as with all things, we will eventually come to an end. It's inevitable, despite our best efforts. Some of us try to cherish what we have now, while others hold dreams of "an eternity after" in our hearts. But eventually, it will end. And I'm okay with that, I suppose. That isn't what scares me.

It's what may not come afterward that terrifies me.

I don't care if I'm able to leave my footprints behind, to be remembered or judged. It won't change me being anything other than myself; someone who does their best to be kind to others and motivate them to find happiness, sharing it with those they meet. But...lately, whenever I think of "when it's my time", I lock up and feel honestly terrified. If there's a hell, and I go there, so be it. If there's a heaven, that's even better (ideally). If my existence is transferred into a new vessel, that's fine, too. Hell, even if it's just a weightless expanse of eternity alone, I'd probably be okay with that, too. But...those aren't the things I think of when I think of death. What if it's just like turning off a light switch...forever? No light. No sound. No feeling. No thought. It just...ends. No grand send-off, no parting words of wisdom, no tranquil fading. Just...nothing. Nothing.

It makes me see why so many people used to (and still do) flock to various religious followings. A promise of something after death, ya know? Even if it's talk of a dream, it's still something. But I've never been one for that sort of thing, and as much as I don't want the end to just be like unplugging a computer, I don't think I could ever really fool myself with the whole religion thing. To those of you who ARE religious, don't let my words sway you. That's not what this is about.

When I get to thinking of stuff like this, I feel a lot of things...most of which aren't good. It's difficult to find people to talk to about this stuff; people that would understand. Worse yet, it's difficult to find the courage or desire to even talk about this stuff to begin with, even just to myself. It's a deep pit to pull myself out of, too, what with how I am when it comes to emotional things. Most of the time, I just...don't know what to do when it happens. I get over it eventually, at least on the surface, but as time goes on, it's become a much more powerful concern in the back of my mind, especially when it's something that could happen at any moment.

Maybe that's why I like reading and seeing various works of science fiction that depict things like digitally storing one's consciousness into a database, or creating artificial or augmented bodies that allow people to basically live forever. It seems more feasible, and more tangible, despite sounding ridiculous or improbable. It certainly beats other possibilities, in my opinion. I think I would take the pain and grief that followed if it meant extending the inevitable or eliminating it entirely. Who knows?

For the record, I don't expect any sympathy for my words here, or any of that. I just...I guess I just wanted to express some of my thoughts and concerns, just to get them out of my mind in some small way. It makes it difficult to concentrate and do the things I want or need to do when stuff like this creeps in, lingering like a thick heavy fog on my brain. I'll probably bury this underneath happier or more interesting journals in the future, or perhaps just delete it once this funk gets out of my system. I dunno.

I've been hearing about it so much this year that it's borderline nauseating...and it seems that the more I try to learn about and understand this "movement", the less I find myself really understanding about it. I get that there is still oppression of various races and sexual/gender orientations, but too often do I hear people going on about it as if it's this brand new, horrendous thing, or that billions of people are being targeted as if they're being pulled into the streets daily and lynched or whatnot. I don't like racism or discrimination, but what I hate even more is the lengths that some of these people are going to in order to "stop the hate"; not so much for the actual cause, but rather for their own agendas and personal appeasement. It's like the shit I heard about during the Occupy Wall Street thing years ago, and it has only gotten worse. Now it's affecting things like the video games I play (or at least take mild interest in), and the movies/television shows I watch, etc. It's gotten to the point where I feel more comfortable taking refuge with my oldschool games than batting an eye at any of the new stuff coming out, just so I don't have to deal with the whole "Oh geez, what are the SJWs doing to fun THIS time?" I think Filthy Frank said it best when he said:



It's like these people are so brainwashed into believing and caring about this stuff that they don't even realize the negative impact they're making, or that they don't really care about the people they're "trying to defend", and instead are just using them as a shield to make themselves feel better somehow. I mean, hell...one thing that really bugs me is the whole "promoting Gay Sulu" fiasco. I don't mind if a show has gay characters in it, so long as they're portrayed in a positive or at least entertaining way, but it should be less about the characters and more about the show itself that makes people want to talk about it or take interest in it, not just parading around a shamelessly inserted prop character and saying "Ooh, look! We have a GAY character! We're good people!". What really pisses me off about it, though, is that the original actor for Hikaru Sulu, (George Takei) had expressed his disinterest and even protest at making the new-age Sulu out to be gay, because the character itself wasn't gay. There was no need for it, and yet they went against the man's wishes and now people are all fawning over the fact that there's a gay Sulu. Takei worked expressly with Roddenberry and not only knows the character better than anyone else, but the directorial mind that went into the beloved franchise. That sage insight was discarded just because someone thought it'd be a good idea to blur the lines between character and actor to appeal to their own agenda or whatever.

...fuck, I hate even using the word "agenda" these days when I talk because of what it tends to be associated with.

Anyways, I think this whole representation thing is getting way out of hand. Or, at the very least, if it's going to continue...it needs to be handled differently and more genuinely. You don't just plug certain people of race, gender, or sexual orientation into something just to boast that you're more diverse, especially if it doesn't make any goddamn sense. Black female Nazis? What the hell, right? Female knock-offs of male leads in action films? If it's done right, maybe, but if you're just trying to make a female John McClane, gtfo. Make additions or changes because they're interesting to the franchise, not because they're what they are. Do it to strengthen the media, not to water it down with cardboard throwaways.

/rant

More to come soon, hopefully. In the meantime, it's back to the usual grind. Hopefully I'll have more important or interesting things to update on, but for now, I hope you enjoy the various artwork. :3

Just putting this up now, but I plan on uploading many long-awaited commissions and gifts later today. I feel bad that I've put it off for so long, especially because I really love all the stuff I received and want to show my appreciation and love for the artists and friends involved by showing others. I hope to post more original works of my own soon, too, as that's another thing I've been struggling with.

But uh...yeah, just letting everyone know I'm still alive and that I haven't forgotten your kindness, as well as getting off my fluffy butt and posting stuff. ^_^;

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Over the past few years alone, there are several terms and concepts that I've noticed being thrown around that often confuse or frustrate me...

Social Justice Warriors (SJW), gender oppression (often tying directly into anything involving a feminist), checking your privilege, trigger (or trigger warning), "white knights" (usually in regards to SJWs), spergs (or sperging), millenials, autism or autistic behavior (often not regarding one who actually has such a condition), toxic (regarding behavior in communities), and perhaps the plethora of terms such as chauvinistic, misogynistic, etc.

Now, maybe it's because I'm more of an old fashioned soul in regards to many of these "newer" topics, but when I was growing up, I had never heard of these concepts, nor had I seen them. For the longest time, they never existed in the world I lived in. Ever since the turn of the new millennia, however, these terms and concepts have not only seemingly sprung up out of nowhere, but they've become increasingly apparent. I relate it to that of a crying child in a public restaurant, in which the parents do nothing to pacify or quiet them down or even remove them from the public scene. They simply continue to cry louder and louder for longer periods of time until tempers explode or until they eventually (and hopefully) tire themselves out. However, in this analogy, these people don't tire themselves out, and only seem to gain more "power" as time goes on if left unchecked.

I still find it very strange that these kinds of people, or rather these ways of thinking, have sprung up and grown like weeds in our civilization (at least what's left of civility). Maybe it started when education boards and such began bending over backwards for their students, becoming more lenient on requirements for their students passing their curriculum not for the sake of bettering their education chances, but for the sake of getting more funding because "more of our students are graduating". Perhaps it started when the Politically Correct Era, as it were, grew increasingly out of control, bleeding into the educational system and brainwashing the students that "everyone is a winner" and "nothing you do is wrong". Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if the two were connected.

What does surprise me, though, is how many people have fallen into this way of thinking. What scares me more is how rampant it seems this is becoming, and how difficult it is becoming to properly deal with situations involving people who blindly follow this way of thinking. I'll admit, I'm not the most educated person out there- nowhere near, in fact- but much of this behavior seems ridiculous even to me, falling into the category of "do these people have ANY common sense!?". Yet there's another thing that seems to have changed over the past years: common sense. If you look around, you notice that it's almost contradictory. Common sense, as it were, is far less common than it probably should be. Courtesy is another thing that seems to have fallen by the wayside, or at least waned in the wake of this "new" subculture or...whatever you'd call it. Of course, I mean far more than just the simple things most of us were taught as children, such as holding the door open for others, saying "please" and "thank you" when deemed appropriate or necessary, and even respecting the feelings of others. Nowadays, I see some people going out of their way to be as much of a dick (or cunt) as possible to others for no other reason than either having a lack of empathy or caring...or because those people feel they are "more important than the rest of us". Actually, at this point, I'm sure it's because they think they "know" they're more important than those they consider plebs or commonfolk, even when it is blindingly apparent that they aren't. From what I've seen, it's not something that primarily exists in the United States, either. However, it does seem to be more noticeable there.


To all of this, I pose a few questions to you folks reading this:

What are YOUR feelings on this matter?
How do YOU deal with people like this?
Is it something that is better left ignored, or dealt with head-on?

Honestly, I don't think something like this should be left ignored, since it might be how things have gotten this bad in the first place. That could be the biggest fault, really. But aside from certain people being seen as assholes in trying to correct this behavior among others, what can be done? I refuse to believe this "growing trend" will one day become the norm of human culture...yet there's so little I really understand about it, and as such, it makes it difficult to figure out ways to combat it or survive it.

...because MILFs are moms, too. Go give yours a hug, whether or not she's a MILF. :D

But seriously, I hope you folks are treatin' your family right today. Whether you love 'em or hate 'em, you wouldn't be here without your mother, so at least show some respect today. Then again, I've always found it strange that many people focus on just one day of the year for this sort of thing. It really should be fairly often throughout the year, and for no real reason. I dunno, maybe that's just me...

Just a random throwaway journal, but....I woke from a really awesome dream earlier today, and it's still on my mind.

For whatever reason, Wendy's hired Christopher Lloyd as a spokesperson for a while, and even had commercials featuring him. I'm not sure what state the dream took place, but...Emmy and I were heading out to a local Wendy's to get some food, and his voice greeted us at the drive thru. He was hamming it up, too, and even going so far as to narrate preparing our order. Just for kicks, we decided to go inside after getting our food and for whatever reason, I was just chatting it up casually with him, like we were old buddies. Then, he stops what he's doing and comes out to the tables with us, sits down with us, and we're all just having a grand time talking.

...it was so much fun, I didn't want to wake up.


If anyone working for Wendy's comes across this, or if it gets posted to their Twitter, HIRE CHRISTOPHER LLOYD! There's gotta be come meaning to this, so don't pass up on this golden opportunity!

Got a few nice gifts and art uploaded, got to spend time with the roomies and my family, got to eat some tasty food, got to play arcade games and pool with everyone...AND I even won the jackpot at Skee Ball!

This year's birthday was really fun. Thank you all for the kind words and birthday wishes.

It's weird to be this old and not feel like it...but I hope it's a weird feeling that lasts for a long time.