This year's FC2005 theme was: "I'm too busy for you, but I'll get back to you later." Where later was sometime on Sunday after everything else had happened ( Read more... )

relee, the short version of the Furry Inflation Pages ( Read more... )

My dreams like to tell stories, you see. I remember bits and pieces of them, parts and thoughts and little bits, tantalizing enough to know that something's going on there but not enough to let me know whether it's interesting or not. If you look at this and think I'm insane for not wondering about my dreams, let me note that the vast majority of ( Read more... )

This idea, strangely enough, was not the idea that I was thinking about posting last week. It's another one. Something that... ... well, sometimes I get these sets of phrases, conversations almost, and I catch on it, and I write it down, and it sounds good, but I just can't get a story out of it that I really want to tell. This is one of those. ( Read more... )

On rare occasions I get bitten by the wacky bug. And I'll produce something almost out of thin air that is completely absurd but seems to work. Then it dies a horrible death ( Read more... )

There was a reason, too, but the can of worms got opened up again, so I will broach it.

( Too long for normal post, too long! )

So, Virtual Hypnotist has again updated. And they have a mailing list. And since I'm at least curious, I decided to join the list ( Read more... )

They decided to have a furry artist version of Iron Chef. The secret theme: balloon animals. The insertion of furry memes into social situations has now been deemed a success. Wow.

I generally think right now that furry is the embrace of the absurd, the unlikely, and the impossible, trying to determine a cosmology of the basic human condition in a world where increasingly our cosmology is defined for us. We know why the world turns, why the sun rises and falls, why the seasons progress. But we still don't really know who we ( Read more... )

Of course, reading that article led to me writing an essay at work. On work time. Because I was really really bored. And it's long, and twisty, and philosophical, and stuff.

( This is your skunk when bored. Any questions? )