Today is my 13th Anni-fur-sary. Today "Murphy" was born/created. Thank you to all my friends and family for making this part of my life a reality. Thank you all for being there for me. *hugs*

I didn't know him, just knew of him. I am sorry to hear of his passing. Thoughts and prayers to his family and friends who are dealing with his loss.

I can't believe that I'm going to become a Voice Actor! This is way beyond any dreams I might have had!
I'm probably the only person who would have used taking orders through a drive-through of a fast food place as a gateway to becoming a Voice Actor. Then again, I bet I'm the only person that been confused with a robot/computer/AI when taking orders.
There will be a few months of training, setting up the equipment for recording, creating a demo, and finding the right businesses/market for sending out my work, but hopefully by either the end of this year or the beginning of the next, I will become a certified Voice Actor.

Hey, friends and family. Just created a new video. An experiment of sorts. Would love for anyone to view (only 18 minutes or so long, so not too long) and give their opinions.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXoWrlZ3qcw

To all my friends and family: Once again, I thank you all for being with me. For bearing with me, listening to me whine and complain, for helping me in my darkest hours. I know that I would be in a lonely, dark place without you all. Thank you so much. I love you all so very much. I'm sorry that I cannot truly find a way to repay you all for your kindness. *hugs everyone*

Appraiser came by today to look at and assess the damage to my car. Because there was some dents to the frame of the car, he said there is good possibility it might have to get totalled. Will know on either Wednesday or Thursday. I know it's just a car, but it was also a gift from my mom and (now-deceased) step-dad, and one that saved my life. Really sad to get it demolished simply because of a few dents, though I understand the reasons.
So far in the past two years, I've lost a cat, a dad, and (potentially) a car...all three of them I've only had for 3 or 4 years. Really tired of losing things/people that mean something to me.

Is anybody planning on going to FWA next year and maybe needing a room? I am planning on getting one, already have one "roommate", but can have two more if necessary. Would like to reserve room soon.

Hey, all my friends.
Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Been going through a lot.
Dealing with grief from my step-dad's loss, work has been very stressful as we have too few workers to do too many things to too many people in too many places.
Then...dealing with a "friend-turned-enemy" who has...developed (?) dissociative identity disorder (AKA multiple personality syndrome) and been making my (and my other friends') life a living nightmare. So far, no way to stop him from harrassing all of us. We are all going crazy because of him. Trust me when I say "nightmare". I seriously doubt anybody else has gone through what we're going through.
I am still here...but life is getting harder and harder right now. :(

I'm looking for an artist to draw my character as a dragon centaur. The story behind it is I've gone to another planet and told them that I wanted to be the "center of attention" jokingly. They misunderstood and made me the "Centaur of attention". Right now, price is not necessarily an issue. I don't have a budget as such or a minimum.

My wife is on a tropical fruit diet and our fridge is full of strange stuff.
It's enough to make a mango crazy.

Never trust someone with graph paper. They're always plotting something.

People have always told me that "icy" is the easiest word to spell. Now that I look at it, I see why.

Started a band called 999 Megabytes. We haven't had a gig yet.

My step-dad passed away last night.
Oddly I seem to be OK with that, but I shouldn't be.

Well, any hope for my stepdad vanished last night when he was taken to the ER because of high fever from possibly an infection. While I wasn't given any details, all I do know is that the news wasn't good...and the only thing left was to take my stepdad home and prepare for home hospice care for his remaining time on earth. So, unfortunately, my stepdad was right...he more than likely will not live to see his next birthday next month.
Along with that, one of my managers evidently had a nervous/mental breakdown at a police station responding to a police report put out on her by her no-good husband and his deadbeat drug addict son (which were based off mis-/disinformation). So, between work and home...things are falling apart rapidly and I don't know how much more I can take or how long I can hold on before something gives. I am trying...but the harder I try, the worse things seem to get.

Friends, I need your prayers. My stepdad has gone through chemo for his cancer, but it's only made him weaker and weaker. He's lost so much weight and not feeling like eating. And she told me that he has started telling her his goodbyes. She feels, he doesn't have much time left. He's had a good long life, first with his first wife, Joanne, then with my mom. But, it seems his time is nearly up. I've already been through so much with everything else...and this is breaking my heart. 😭

Hey, my friends.

I'm sorry I haven't posted much, but so much has been going on that I've found I've started isolating myself too much, getting into games and movies as a way of dealing with everything I've gone through and going through. It's been rough for me. I honestly don't know how I've kept going. Yes, I know others have had it worse than me and are still going, but seem like going through a never-ending nightmare. I am trying to make it, but it seems the harder I try, the harder things get. I hope you will understand and can send me some positive vibes to keep going.

Thanks for your understanding.

My friends, I need your thoughts and prayers for me and my family. MY dad has had cancer for some time, but has been taking immuno-supressive drugs to try to shrink, if not cure, it. Before he could take his last batch of drugs, the doctors decided to take a PET scan to see what the results were.
They weren't good...the drugs didn't help. The cancer is still growing and spreading. The only thing left is to try chemo (which he's had in 2014 for a different cancer). My dad is in his upper 70's, and already is weak and has difficulty breathing. NO telling how the chemo might affect him. If either the chemo doesn't work, or the side effects are too rough on him, then there is nothing left but hospice care for him, meaning the only drugs he would be able to take would be those for easing pain.
My mom said (through her tears) that he's already started talking about stuff he wants to get done (in a "bucket list" frame of mind). But, with his bad health and breathing problems, not much he CAN do. Hearing my mom in tears was enough to make me cry for her pain. Things are rough enough for me now, but with this news, it doesn't help...but it is what it is.

I have an idea for an art piece that I'd like to commission someone for. The concept is rather specific (though certain parts I'm willing to compromise on).
The basic concept is Murphy (as The Doctor) is out of his TARDIS but turning back to it to complain and shaking his fist at it. He is in clothes reminiscent of Harry Potter (cape and black pointed cap). His TARDIS has landed in Africa among Timon, Pumba, and all of Pumba's family (possibly during a reunion?). The looks of his family range from curious and startled (at seeing this weird blue box materialize out of nowhere) to amused and laughing at his weird clothing and his words to his TARDIS: "No, no, NO! I said 'I want to visit Hogwarts!' HOGWARTS! NOT warthogs!"
Something like that for a bit of puns and interesting cross-referencing of three different fandoms (Doctor Who, Harry Potter, and The Lion King) at once. I am willing to settle for just ordinary warthogs if the artist isn't willing to do The Lion King references.

Hello, all my friends.
Here is a new video of Murphy dancing to Written in the Stars by Blackmore's Night.
https://youtu.be/MkfKqplE-HE

The idea for showing a joint jazz-classical band on TV was tossed out. Too much sax and violins on the media.

Goodbye Chamewleon. It's been a month since you left. I at least got to see you, and know that you are, or at least were, still alive, though I was no longer someone you knew in your eyes.
I loved you every single day for the four years that I had you. You greeted me when I woke and when I arrived home after work. You were such a good kitty. I would have done anything for you.
You were a wild kitten, belonging only to God, when you first came to me, and to the wild and God you've returned. I hope you are happy. I hope you live a long and wonderful life. I tried to keep hope up that you would return, but was not meant to be. I give you back to God and will mourn your loss and try to move on. Goodbye forever, my sweet kitty, Chamewleon. 😭😭😭

Well, yesterday I lost my cat. She didn't "die" as such, as far as I know she's still alive. But, beyond imagining, she managed to escape my THIRD FLOOR apartment.
The vet came to see her and give her a shot. Cham (short for Chamewleon) didn't like it of course and went a little crazy like she always does.
However, today (as for the past month) I left the patio door open (but kept the screen door closed) because it gets so hot in my apartment (as my AC is broken, put in maintenance request last month...nothing has been done about it). I opened up the bedroom door so she could get in (and get under the bed and sulk). Unknown to me (and the vet who was there at the time), evidently, Cham decided to climb the screen door, get to where it overlapped with the patio door, and either because of her weight or the force of her climbing, it forced the top corner of the patio door off the rails enough for her to get out...and it looks like she jumped off the patio (again THIRD FLOOR). I didn't realize she was gone until many hours later. (She usually takes several hours to stop sulking and get back to me, so I thought nothing of the silence and her absence.) After awhile, I realized it was too quiet and went looking for her. She was nowhere to be found. Saw that the patio door was slightly off the rails and realized what happened. Looking all over for her...nowhere to be found. After 19 hours or so, it's almost futile. We have lots of bushes, a huge wall of holly and ivy, woods, and there are a million places for her to go/hide. And calling out her name with a mask would make it difficult for her to her me even IF she were nearby. I will be posting pics of her around, but I don't hold out much hope for her return. :'(

My new fursuit has arrived! It looks SO beautiful! Bigger horns, smaller ears, bigger wings, smaller tail. My mouth now moves when I talk! Here is the unboxing video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tn8k7f-rCB4

Well, today was officially my birthday and I'm 52! It's very hard for me to believe I'm that old. Don't really feel like it and don't look like it (especially compared to my younger brother who is 50, and he looks closer to his age than I do mine...OR his age).