Ok, was planning on going to FE. But my brakes on my car said no. Does it suck? Why yes of course but I have to fix the car.

It has been my honor to hunt for a hosting hotel for the TSA-Bash. What is special about this year? This is the 20th anniversary since Thomas created the Transformation Story Archive web site. I was in college when I discovered wonderful site and immediately I was accepted into this wonderful group. Serendipity struck when I visited Buffalo in wonderful 80 degree weather…in friggin October. Let me repeat, 80 degrees…..in Buffalo…..in October. If this is Global Warming, grab me some CFCs!
I’m proud to announce the bash hotel is the Millennium Hotel Buffalo. The date for the Bash has been set for June 11th through the 14th.
DEADLINE FOR YOUR RESERVATION TO GET THE ROOM RATE IS MAY, 12TH 2015
Rates for singles/doubles are set at $97 a night. We also have an option for terrace rooms overlooking the indoor pool with retractable roof.
Included is the shuttle for the Airport that will transport within a 3 miles radius. Within 8.5 miles we have the Airport, Bus Station, and Train Station.
75+ restaurants that are economical and within 3 miles. Various fare including; Sushi, Thai, America, Tim Horton’s and of course Buffalo wings, DUFFS!…Did I mention this is also the 50th anniversary of the Buffalo Wing?
Local mall within walking range
This hotel is more set for a convention with its multiple conference rooms and 300 hotel suites. I am utterly thrilled because this hotel had the best bid and had the best location for the bash. I have reserved 10 hotel rooms but I would like to fill 20. My hope and goal is to make this this biggest Bash since the wedding Bash. I’m rattling my sabre, heh hockey pun!, for our close Canadian friends to make the trek to Buffalo. (PAK!)Most importantly, this is an open invite to old friends and new. Yes, we do have our regulars but we are an open group. This is the un-con and we’d love to have our friends come to talk writing, transformation, and just have fun.
In the next few weeks, I will be posting updates of sights, restaurants, profiles of who’s coming, who’s looking for roommates, and other bits of news.
Who’s coming?
ME! (I’m lonely! Make this list longer!!!!)

Ok, sorry for the lack of update but I have been in a bit of a bind life wise. For the first time in a LONG time I found an anti-depression medication which helps me so much. The voice of panic in my head is mostly gone. I feel good. Very good. Started a new job and I'm hopeful.

So, here I am working a job with meh pay, few hours and too much of a commitment of my time. Time for happier things

Watching the documentary 'Stripped' It's an awesome mive about the evolution of Comic strips from Newspaper to digital

Ok, going to try to make FE. No hotel reservations but that's half the fun. I deserve some con fun. I deserve happyness. I deserve a reason to smile.

Quick synopsis, driving to work, turning on to state highway, person heading in opposite direction thought my lane was better, swirved, hit a guardrail, broke a tierod, smashed into a telephone pole. Air bags did not go off. But 10MPH hit. Totaled car.

New car 2000 Buick LeSabre, 150K less miles, clean, big about the same gas mileage.

Still jumpy and panicy but that's to be expected with God's foot on your throat.

7 Years ago the person I call my furry godfather told me I had 6 months to get out of his house. As cruel as it seems it was the right move. I was not registering time in my mind and I was clinging in an unhealthy way. I moved back in with my parents. Fast forward to now. My dad died on fathers day and now my mom is clinging to me. She talks about needed me for a year, when I can't take another day. Today, I'm going to slam a list of grief counselors and therapists in front of her and tell her that if she doesn't call and get an appointment I'm going to blow my brains out right in front of her. I have sacrificed too much for my family. I could have been married to the one I loved. I should be in Canada most likely working. I would have bullied Mike into getting meds for his problems. Hell, I don't even think I have friends left who are reading this. I'm alone and deeply depressed. My mom thinks this is ok but we are using each other like a crutch.

I have to break a widow's heart to help her heal. And my own.

Right now, I'm hurting. My dad is dying of cancer. I don't expect him to make his birthday on the 4th. I have been stomped on by life so much that I'm shocked I still have tears. My soul is tired. Not really sure what else I can do but be with my mom.

Still thinking about going open with my TG/Furry/makeup manipulation commishes.