A Few Things Learned
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jakebe
Hey there, all...
Work is going to be a little bit tight from now on; schedule is changing a bit again, and we're reducing the staff by one. I don't mind the added workload, or even the changed schedule, but it's going to make it that much harder to get time off. :/ Keep your fingers crossed for me, guys.
I learned yesterday that when MTV (yes, MTV) puts it's mind to it, it can come up with quality programming. There's "Beavis and Butt-head," "Daria," (a B&B spinoff!), "Dead at 21," "Downtown," (which took a potshot at furries!), "Spy Groove," and now "Clone High." MTV should definitely scrap it's erm...whatever the hell it's doing and make more cartoons. Because cartoons make the world better. :)
I also learned a few Russian phrases and re-acquainted myself with the Cyrillic alphabet. In no time at all, I think I'll be able to have a rudimentary conversation going. Thanks a lot, Blackfeather. :) These books rock!
And...
MFM was a pretty good, relaxing con for me. Not much happened of note; I didn't participate in many room parties, I didn't attend too many of the con functions, and most of the panels and discussions I went into were limited to Spirituality. I met a few cool people, though there weren't too many really bonding sort of conversations. I didn't feel like I really got to know anyone. I didn't feel the comraderie that most people experience during these things. And you know why?
It's all my fault. :)
I know exactly how this happened, and we won't really go into the 'why' aspect of it. But over the past few months I've come to expect the worst from people. I expect to be ignored, or forgotten, or disregarded. I expect people to blow up at me for offering an opinion, I expect people to be annoyed at me no matter what I do. I expect that I will not get along with people. I expect to never belong. I expect to never experience family. I expect all these things from people as a matter of course. So, whenever I entered into a social situation, I immediately went in with this pretty negative attitude. "This person will ignore me, and this person won't get jokes I make, and *this* person will disagree with something I present without even trying to understand it." And I would sit there with my arms folded, immediately defensive and immediately dejected because that's what I've come to expect from other people.
In a lot of ways, MFM was no different. I went in expecting to be politely but distantly treated by the staff, I went in expecting to hover on the fringes of conversation but never really be part of anything, and I sort of expected people to not see *me*, but see me as a conduit of 2 and the show. Everything but the latter happened, because I made it happen.
The staff is a bunch of great people who worked extremely hard to put this convention together, and as far as it goes this was an immensely successfulcon meet. We raised stupid amounts of money for Tiger Haven this year, and the "Meet Crisis" (there's one every year) yielded the kind of generosity the con has become (in)famous for. But I never really felt a part of the whole con experience, that feeling of family and togetherness, it just never happened for me.
Over the past few months, there's been TONS of drama with the local furs. People not liking this guy, people having blow-ups, people shifting roommates, roommates falling out, grudges being held, misconceptions being taken very seriously, rumors, finger-pointing, martyrdom, the works. Generally, I think we've been suffering not from a lack of communication, but a lack of understanding of each other. We'll talk and argue and argue and talk, but we won't really try to get what the other person is saying. This is, you know, a common thing that happens with people, and the common defense of that is: "I get what you're saying, you're just wrong." I think we as a group (myself included) have stopped letting people just have their opinions, and keeping that in mind of the framework of our relationships, and working from there. Come to think of it, I'm not sure we ever really did. But as we've grown larger as a group, and as we've all changed (myself included) maybe I'm just more sensitive and aware of how that affects us.
My feeling of family with the group had gradually eroded over the course of this past year. Every member of NARFA brings something different to the table, but now especially it had felt like what I brought wasn't appreciated, even openly dismissed. So, I've retreated into my room and kind of grumbled to myself about the 'sorry state of what we've become'.
Hold on, I'm tying this all together. Really.
I picked up the new issue of Circles at the convention, and I was reading it on the way back. I've always been mildly critical of the comic because, you know, the conflict is usually resolved way too easily. It's a very well *written* comic, but I like my stories like I like my men: tragic. Anywho, there are going to be spoilers here, but not really.
It's Christmas time for the folks at Kinsey Circle, and their holiday cheer is being subtly encroached upon by homophobia from various people around them, as well as a bit of passive-aggressive jealousy from within their own ranks. Of course, it's all tied up by the end of the issue, but...that's good. :) It's worth it seeing people overcome their differences and obstacles, letting the overriding bond of you know, being family, warts and all, give them the push they need to make relationships work. Douglas and Arthur can get along, and even see the good of each other, because that strength of community is there. It was a wonderful conclusion to come to.
I realized by the end of the issue that I'm in *my* little family right here in Arkansas, and to a larger extent all over the world. People on FM, and in LiveJournal, and on various mailing lists that I'm on...we're all connected, even in the most fragile of ways. Yes, yes, lovey-feely crap. But all these people around me, all these people I interact with on a daily basis aren't enemies who are ruled by apathy or mild dislike or any of that. They're not goodly, honest people who just need a kind word to be best friends with, either. They're just people. They have their own desires and quirks and annoyances and everything else that makes them people, and sometimes our quirks don't match, but all people aren't malevolent on some level.
The same holds true for these people in NARFA. I disagree with a lot of the attitudes that we have amongst our members, but those are opinions that they hold, grown from their own experiences, their own desires, their own experience. People in NARFA aren't malevolent. They're not broken gossip-mongers or manipulative bastards or blind, self-absorbed chuckleheads. They're not melodramatic martyr-drama-monarchs. They're not whiny little bitches. They're just people. It's been a bit too long since I've seen most folks here as that.
We still have our problems. Grudges and misconceptions, apathy to fix damaged relationships, fear of rejection for making the effort. But we're still a family. We've got several people committed to working out little kinks that we've let lie and collect for a while. Lots of people don't see the need for it, and there may not be for them, but I for one want to re-establish ties with the family I've gotten estranged from. On all accounts.
For those that I saw at MFM but didn't get to talk to, I'm sorry. I was being a dick.
Work is going to be a little bit tight from now on; schedule is changing a bit again, and we're reducing the staff by one. I don't mind the added workload, or even the changed schedule, but it's going to make it that much harder to get time off. :/ Keep your fingers crossed for me, guys.
I learned yesterday that when MTV (yes, MTV) puts it's mind to it, it can come up with quality programming. There's "Beavis and Butt-head," "Daria," (a B&B spinoff!), "Dead at 21," "Downtown," (which took a potshot at furries!), "Spy Groove," and now "Clone High." MTV should definitely scrap it's erm...whatever the hell it's doing and make more cartoons. Because cartoons make the world better. :)
I also learned a few Russian phrases and re-acquainted myself with the Cyrillic alphabet. In no time at all, I think I'll be able to have a rudimentary conversation going. Thanks a lot, Blackfeather. :) These books rock!
And...
MFM was a pretty good, relaxing con for me. Not much happened of note; I didn't participate in many room parties, I didn't attend too many of the con functions, and most of the panels and discussions I went into were limited to Spirituality. I met a few cool people, though there weren't too many really bonding sort of conversations. I didn't feel like I really got to know anyone. I didn't feel the comraderie that most people experience during these things. And you know why?
It's all my fault. :)
I know exactly how this happened, and we won't really go into the 'why' aspect of it. But over the past few months I've come to expect the worst from people. I expect to be ignored, or forgotten, or disregarded. I expect people to blow up at me for offering an opinion, I expect people to be annoyed at me no matter what I do. I expect that I will not get along with people. I expect to never belong. I expect to never experience family. I expect all these things from people as a matter of course. So, whenever I entered into a social situation, I immediately went in with this pretty negative attitude. "This person will ignore me, and this person won't get jokes I make, and *this* person will disagree with something I present without even trying to understand it." And I would sit there with my arms folded, immediately defensive and immediately dejected because that's what I've come to expect from other people.
In a lot of ways, MFM was no different. I went in expecting to be politely but distantly treated by the staff, I went in expecting to hover on the fringes of conversation but never really be part of anything, and I sort of expected people to not see *me*, but see me as a conduit of 2 and the show. Everything but the latter happened, because I made it happen.
The staff is a bunch of great people who worked extremely hard to put this convention together, and as far as it goes this was an immensely successful
Over the past few months, there's been TONS of drama with the local furs. People not liking this guy, people having blow-ups, people shifting roommates, roommates falling out, grudges being held, misconceptions being taken very seriously, rumors, finger-pointing, martyrdom, the works. Generally, I think we've been suffering not from a lack of communication, but a lack of understanding of each other. We'll talk and argue and argue and talk, but we won't really try to get what the other person is saying. This is, you know, a common thing that happens with people, and the common defense of that is: "I get what you're saying, you're just wrong." I think we as a group (myself included) have stopped letting people just have their opinions, and keeping that in mind of the framework of our relationships, and working from there. Come to think of it, I'm not sure we ever really did. But as we've grown larger as a group, and as we've all changed (myself included) maybe I'm just more sensitive and aware of how that affects us.
My feeling of family with the group had gradually eroded over the course of this past year. Every member of NARFA brings something different to the table, but now especially it had felt like what I brought wasn't appreciated, even openly dismissed. So, I've retreated into my room and kind of grumbled to myself about the 'sorry state of what we've become'.
Hold on, I'm tying this all together. Really.
I picked up the new issue of Circles at the convention, and I was reading it on the way back. I've always been mildly critical of the comic because, you know, the conflict is usually resolved way too easily. It's a very well *written* comic, but I like my stories like I like my men: tragic. Anywho, there are going to be spoilers here, but not really.
It's Christmas time for the folks at Kinsey Circle, and their holiday cheer is being subtly encroached upon by homophobia from various people around them, as well as a bit of passive-aggressive jealousy from within their own ranks. Of course, it's all tied up by the end of the issue, but...that's good. :) It's worth it seeing people overcome their differences and obstacles, letting the overriding bond of you know, being family, warts and all, give them the push they need to make relationships work. Douglas and Arthur can get along, and even see the good of each other, because that strength of community is there. It was a wonderful conclusion to come to.
I realized by the end of the issue that I'm in *my* little family right here in Arkansas, and to a larger extent all over the world. People on FM, and in LiveJournal, and on various mailing lists that I'm on...we're all connected, even in the most fragile of ways. Yes, yes, lovey-feely crap. But all these people around me, all these people I interact with on a daily basis aren't enemies who are ruled by apathy or mild dislike or any of that. They're not goodly, honest people who just need a kind word to be best friends with, either. They're just people. They have their own desires and quirks and annoyances and everything else that makes them people, and sometimes our quirks don't match, but all people aren't malevolent on some level.
The same holds true for these people in NARFA. I disagree with a lot of the attitudes that we have amongst our members, but those are opinions that they hold, grown from their own experiences, their own desires, their own experience. People in NARFA aren't malevolent. They're not broken gossip-mongers or manipulative bastards or blind, self-absorbed chuckleheads. They're not melodramatic martyr-drama-monarchs. They're not whiny little bitches. They're just people. It's been a bit too long since I've seen most folks here as that.
We still have our problems. Grudges and misconceptions, apathy to fix damaged relationships, fear of rejection for making the effort. But we're still a family. We've got several people committed to working out little kinks that we've let lie and collect for a while. Lots of people don't see the need for it, and there may not be for them, but I for one want to re-establish ties with the family I've gotten estranged from. On all accounts.
For those that I saw at MFM but didn't get to talk to, I'm sorry. I was being a dick.
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Hey there, all...
Work is going to be a little bit tight from now on; schedule is changing a bit again, and we're reducing the staff by one. I don't mind the added workload, or even the changed schedule, but it's going to make it that much harder to get time off. :/ Keep your fingers crossed for me, guys.
I learned yesterday that when MTV (yes, MTV) puts it's mind to it, it can come up with quality programming. There's "Beavis and Butt-head," "Daria," (a B&B spinoff!), "Dead at 21," "Downtown," (which took a potshot at furries!), "Spy Groove," and now "Clone High." MTV should definitely scrap it's erm...whatever the hell it's doing and make more cartoons. Because cartoons make the world better. :)
I also learned a few Russian phrases and re-acquainted myself with the Cyrillic alphabet. In no time at all, I think I'll be able to have a rudimentary conversation going. Thanks a lot, Blackfeather. :) These books rock!
And...
<lj-cut text="A few things about Mephit Fur Meet 2003.">
MFM was a pretty good, relaxing con for me. Not much happened of note; I didn't participate in many room parties, I didn't attend too many of the con functions, and most of the panels and discussions I went into were limited to Spirituality. I met a few cool people, though there weren't too many really bonding sort of conversations. I didn't feel like I really got to know anyone. I didn't feel the comraderie that most people experience during these things. And you know why?
It's all my fault. :)
I know exactly how this happened, and we won't really go into the 'why' aspect of it. But over the past few months I've come to expect the worst from people. I expect to be ignored, or forgotten, or disregarded. I expect people to blow up at me for offering an opinion, I expect people to be annoyed at me no matter what I do. I expect that I will not get along with people. I expect to never belong. I expect to never experience family. I expect all these things from people as a matter of course. So, whenever I entered into a social situation, I immediately went in with this pretty negative attitude. "This person will ignore me, and this person won't get jokes I make, and *this* person will disagree with something I present without even trying to understand it." And I would sit there with my arms folded, immediately defensive and immediately dejected because that's what I've come to expect from other people.
In a lot of ways, MFM was no different. I went in expecting to be politely but distantly treated by the staff, I went in expecting to hover on the fringes of conversation but never really be part of anything, and I sort of expected people to not see *me*, but see me as a conduit of 2 and the show. Everything but the latter happened, because I made it happen.
The staff is a bunch of great people who worked extremely hard to put this convention together, and as far as it goes this was an immensely successful <strike>con</strike> meet. We raised stupid amounts of money for Tiger Haven this year, and the "Meet Crisis" (there's one every year) yielded the kind of generosity the con has become (in)famous for. But I never really felt a part of the whole con experience, that feeling of family and togetherness, it just never happened for me.
Over the past few months, there's been TONS of drama with the local furs. People not liking this guy, people having blow-ups, people shifting roommates, roommates falling out, grudges being held, misconceptions being taken very seriously, rumors, finger-pointing, martyrdom, the works. Generally, I think we've been suffering not from a lack of communication, but a lack of understanding of each other. We'll talk and argue and argue and talk, but we won't really try to get what the other person is saying. This is, you know, a common thing that happens with people, and the common defense of that is: "I get what you're saying, you're just wrong." I think we as a group (myself included) have stopped letting people just have their opinions, and keeping that in mind of the framework of our relationships, and working from there. Come to think of it, I'm not sure we ever really did. But as we've grown larger as a group, and as we've all changed (myself included) maybe I'm just more sensitive and aware of how that affects us.
My feeling of family with the group had gradually eroded over the course of this past year. Every member of NARFA brings something different to the table, but now especially it had felt like what I brought wasn't appreciated, even openly dismissed. So, I've retreated into my room and kind of grumbled to myself about the 'sorry state of what we've become'.
Hold on, I'm tying this all together. Really.
I picked up the new issue of <i>Circles</i> at the convention, and I was reading it on the way back. I've always been mildly critical of the comic because, you know, the conflict is usually resolved way too easily. It's a very well *written* comic, but I like my stories like I like my men: tragic. Anywho, there are going to be spoilers here, but not really.
It's Christmas time for the folks at Kinsey Circle, and their holiday cheer is being subtly encroached upon by homophobia from various people around them, as well as a bit of passive-aggressive jealousy from within their own ranks. Of course, it's all tied up by the end of the issue, but...that's good. :) It's worth it seeing people overcome their differences and obstacles, letting the overriding bond of you know, being family, warts and all, give them the push they need to make relationships work. Douglas and Arthur can get along, and even see the good of each other, because that strength of community is there. It was a wonderful conclusion to come to.
I realized by the end of the issue that I'm in *my* little family right here in Arkansas, and to a larger extent all over the world. People on FM, and in LiveJournal, and on various mailing lists that I'm on...we're all connected, even in the most fragile of ways. Yes, yes, lovey-feely crap. But all these people around me, all these people I interact with on a daily basis aren't enemies who are ruled by apathy or mild dislike or any of that. They're not goodly, honest people who just need a kind word to be best friends with, either. They're just people. They have their own desires and quirks and annoyances and everything else that makes them people, and sometimes our quirks don't match, but all people aren't malevolent on some level.
The same holds true for these people in NARFA. I disagree with a lot of the attitudes that we have amongst our members, but those are opinions that they hold, grown from their own experiences, their own desires, their own experience. People in NARFA aren't malevolent. They're not broken gossip-mongers or manipulative bastards or blind, self-absorbed chuckleheads. They're not melodramatic martyr-drama-monarchs. They're not whiny little bitches. They're just people. It's been a bit too long since I've seen most folks here as that.
We still have our problems. Grudges and misconceptions, apathy to fix damaged relationships, fear of rejection for making the effort. But we're still a family. We've got several people committed to working out little kinks that we've let lie and collect for a while. Lots of people don't see the need for it, and there may not be for them, but I for one want to re-establish ties with the family I've gotten estranged from. On all accounts.
For those that I saw at MFM but didn't get to talk to, I'm sorry. I was being a dick. <:) I'm working on being not-a-dick, so please be patient.
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Another thing I learned, by the way, is that the spiffy new mug I also received from Blackfeather is not quite microwave-safe. Everything's OK, but I've never seen stuff do that inside a microwave. <:)
Oh, and some good links that you should probably head onto right now. :) I hate to plug things in you know, what's supposed to be a journal, but, well, you *are* reading.
<a href="http://www.alleycatbooks.com">Alleycat Books</a> is a distributor of furry comics that's damned good. You'll get <i>Circles</i>, <i>Extinctioners</i>, <i>ASB</i>, and more eclectic fare, like <i>Bunny Town</i> and <i>Big(!) Funnies</i>. All good shit, all the time. :)
Speaking of eclectic <a href="http://www.birdbun.com">Birdbun Theatre</a> is a really great gay comic that is joyously silly. When I pick up the money I shall have to get the first collection. Let's see...what else...
<a href="http://langlang.keenspace.com/">J3T</a> is an awesome artist I met at the con. Her t-shirt design took top awards this year, *and* she's a great artist, *and* she's cute, *and* she draws really kick ass con badges. :) And look, a comic! She just gets better all the time. <:) StickDevil also draws wondrous con badges, but I can't seem to find the link for him. Ah well, do a Google search and he should come up ok. :)
In other news, I'm getting rabbit ears.
Work is going to be a little bit tight from now on; schedule is changing a bit again, and we're reducing the staff by one. I don't mind the added workload, or even the changed schedule, but it's going to make it that much harder to get time off. :/ Keep your fingers crossed for me, guys.
I learned yesterday that when MTV (yes, MTV) puts it's mind to it, it can come up with quality programming. There's "Beavis and Butt-head," "Daria," (a B&B spinoff!), "Dead at 21," "Downtown," (which took a potshot at furries!), "Spy Groove," and now "Clone High." MTV should definitely scrap it's erm...whatever the hell it's doing and make more cartoons. Because cartoons make the world better. :)
I also learned a few Russian phrases and re-acquainted myself with the Cyrillic alphabet. In no time at all, I think I'll be able to have a rudimentary conversation going. Thanks a lot, Blackfeather. :) These books rock!
And...
<lj-cut text="A few things about Mephit Fur Meet 2003.">
MFM was a pretty good, relaxing con for me. Not much happened of note; I didn't participate in many room parties, I didn't attend too many of the con functions, and most of the panels and discussions I went into were limited to Spirituality. I met a few cool people, though there weren't too many really bonding sort of conversations. I didn't feel like I really got to know anyone. I didn't feel the comraderie that most people experience during these things. And you know why?
It's all my fault. :)
I know exactly how this happened, and we won't really go into the 'why' aspect of it. But over the past few months I've come to expect the worst from people. I expect to be ignored, or forgotten, or disregarded. I expect people to blow up at me for offering an opinion, I expect people to be annoyed at me no matter what I do. I expect that I will not get along with people. I expect to never belong. I expect to never experience family. I expect all these things from people as a matter of course. So, whenever I entered into a social situation, I immediately went in with this pretty negative attitude. "This person will ignore me, and this person won't get jokes I make, and *this* person will disagree with something I present without even trying to understand it." And I would sit there with my arms folded, immediately defensive and immediately dejected because that's what I've come to expect from other people.
In a lot of ways, MFM was no different. I went in expecting to be politely but distantly treated by the staff, I went in expecting to hover on the fringes of conversation but never really be part of anything, and I sort of expected people to not see *me*, but see me as a conduit of 2 and the show. Everything but the latter happened, because I made it happen.
The staff is a bunch of great people who worked extremely hard to put this convention together, and as far as it goes this was an immensely successful <strike>con</strike> meet. We raised stupid amounts of money for Tiger Haven this year, and the "Meet Crisis" (there's one every year) yielded the kind of generosity the con has become (in)famous for. But I never really felt a part of the whole con experience, that feeling of family and togetherness, it just never happened for me.
Over the past few months, there's been TONS of drama with the local furs. People not liking this guy, people having blow-ups, people shifting roommates, roommates falling out, grudges being held, misconceptions being taken very seriously, rumors, finger-pointing, martyrdom, the works. Generally, I think we've been suffering not from a lack of communication, but a lack of understanding of each other. We'll talk and argue and argue and talk, but we won't really try to get what the other person is saying. This is, you know, a common thing that happens with people, and the common defense of that is: "I get what you're saying, you're just wrong." I think we as a group (myself included) have stopped letting people just have their opinions, and keeping that in mind of the framework of our relationships, and working from there. Come to think of it, I'm not sure we ever really did. But as we've grown larger as a group, and as we've all changed (myself included) maybe I'm just more sensitive and aware of how that affects us.
My feeling of family with the group had gradually eroded over the course of this past year. Every member of NARFA brings something different to the table, but now especially it had felt like what I brought wasn't appreciated, even openly dismissed. So, I've retreated into my room and kind of grumbled to myself about the 'sorry state of what we've become'.
Hold on, I'm tying this all together. Really.
I picked up the new issue of <i>Circles</i> at the convention, and I was reading it on the way back. I've always been mildly critical of the comic because, you know, the conflict is usually resolved way too easily. It's a very well *written* comic, but I like my stories like I like my men: tragic. Anywho, there are going to be spoilers here, but not really.
It's Christmas time for the folks at Kinsey Circle, and their holiday cheer is being subtly encroached upon by homophobia from various people around them, as well as a bit of passive-aggressive jealousy from within their own ranks. Of course, it's all tied up by the end of the issue, but...that's good. :) It's worth it seeing people overcome their differences and obstacles, letting the overriding bond of you know, being family, warts and all, give them the push they need to make relationships work. Douglas and Arthur can get along, and even see the good of each other, because that strength of community is there. It was a wonderful conclusion to come to.
I realized by the end of the issue that I'm in *my* little family right here in Arkansas, and to a larger extent all over the world. People on FM, and in LiveJournal, and on various mailing lists that I'm on...we're all connected, even in the most fragile of ways. Yes, yes, lovey-feely crap. But all these people around me, all these people I interact with on a daily basis aren't enemies who are ruled by apathy or mild dislike or any of that. They're not goodly, honest people who just need a kind word to be best friends with, either. They're just people. They have their own desires and quirks and annoyances and everything else that makes them people, and sometimes our quirks don't match, but all people aren't malevolent on some level.
The same holds true for these people in NARFA. I disagree with a lot of the attitudes that we have amongst our members, but those are opinions that they hold, grown from their own experiences, their own desires, their own experience. People in NARFA aren't malevolent. They're not broken gossip-mongers or manipulative bastards or blind, self-absorbed chuckleheads. They're not melodramatic martyr-drama-monarchs. They're not whiny little bitches. They're just people. It's been a bit too long since I've seen most folks here as that.
We still have our problems. Grudges and misconceptions, apathy to fix damaged relationships, fear of rejection for making the effort. But we're still a family. We've got several people committed to working out little kinks that we've let lie and collect for a while. Lots of people don't see the need for it, and there may not be for them, but I for one want to re-establish ties with the family I've gotten estranged from. On all accounts.
For those that I saw at MFM but didn't get to talk to, I'm sorry. I was being a dick. <:) I'm working on being not-a-dick, so please be patient.
</lj-cut>
Another thing I learned, by the way, is that the spiffy new mug I also received from Blackfeather is not quite microwave-safe. Everything's OK, but I've never seen stuff do that inside a microwave. <:)
Oh, and some good links that you should probably head onto right now. :) I hate to plug things in you know, what's supposed to be a journal, but, well, you *are* reading.
<a href="http://www.alleycatbooks.com">Alleycat Books</a> is a distributor of furry comics that's damned good. You'll get <i>Circles</i>, <i>Extinctioners</i>, <i>ASB</i>, and more eclectic fare, like <i>Bunny Town</i> and <i>Big(!) Funnies</i>. All good shit, all the time. :)
Speaking of eclectic <a href="http://www.birdbun.com">Birdbun Theatre</a> is a really great gay comic that is joyously silly. When I pick up the money I shall have to get the first collection. Let's see...what else...
<a href="http://langlang.keenspace.com/">J3T</a> is an awesome artist I met at the con. Her t-shirt design took top awards this year, *and* she's a great artist, *and* she's cute, *and* she draws really kick ass con badges. :) And look, a comic! She just gets better all the time. <:) StickDevil also draws wondrous con badges, but I can't seem to find the link for him. Ah well, do a Google search and he should come up ok. :)
In other news, I'm getting rabbit ears.
