Not much color yet, but dry, cool, with skies of intense blue punctuated with streaks and blobs of white cloud. Tess was glad to go out, reluctant to come back in. There are mosquitoes again, though. We had reached a point where they were almost extinct, and then a few drippy days a couple of weeks ago were enough to bring them back, persistent little demons that they are.
Gasoline prices keep dropping. I paid $2.42 this afternoon, which is the lowest in months though certainly not the lowest in the last year. We bottomed out at $1.45 last December, which must have been the lowest price around here in several years. Farther back than any records I have, at least.
Days keep ticking off too without my getting the work finished that must be done in the next couple of weeks in order to make it into the Fiber shows in October.
Garden lettuce is all gone, or nearly so, but the hot frame yielded mustard greens, arugula, and cilantro for a salad tonight, and added lettuce from the supermarket. It was tasty.
Time to think about NaNoWriMo. Since I will not be interrupting November to attend MFF this year, I should be able to exceed the 50K word quota if I plan my time correctly. The question is, do I return to Argos and Fennec, or perhaps to Jake and Chrysios? I've had a couple of people urging me to revisit Menander even, but I'm not sure he ever attracted a lot of interest. There's at least one side story to Argos and Fennec, as well, and that would be Inspector Hammel's story explaining where he was before he came to Westvale, and how he first met Fennec. It's a good story, but I'm not sure it's large enough for a NaNo project.
Now I'm going to say something inflammatory. There's been a huge pile of dramatic crap about some trash that happened on television this week apparently. Yet another "slur" on the fandom, etc. etc. Two things about that, folks. First of all, it's television. Television is all pretty much crap. It's like tabloid newspapers, you know, the ones in the supermarket with headlines like "Space Aliens Secretly Control Congress" or "Jesus Appears on Jay Leno"? People who want to believe that junk are going to believe it no matter what you say or do. Secondly, though, before you protest too much, it seems to me that furry fandom really is badly fixated on sexuality and losing sight of the art, literature, and other forms of anthropomorphism that are supposedly the core on which it stands.
Yes, going on a television talk show and proclaiming your bizarre sexual fetishes is pretty damned stupid. There's no other word for it. But pointing your paw/muzzle/fin/horn/whatever at someone who did such a stupid thing and blaming them for the bad reputation you think the fandom has? That's equally stupid. The bad reputation would die a deserved death if there were no truth in it. Unfortunately, the is some truth in it and that's enough to keep it alive and make the muck rakers looking for drama and sensational stories come back again and again. What is FA full of? What is YiffStar full of? What are Tapestries and FurryMuck full of? Ask your furry friends why they go to conventions and what they do there. Then tell me there is no truth to the popular perception that furries are obsessed with sexuality. And until you can honestly say that, I will not be impressed with tantrums about "the media" and "stupid spotlight seekers."
Gasoline prices keep dropping. I paid $2.42 this afternoon, which is the lowest in months though certainly not the lowest in the last year. We bottomed out at $1.45 last December, which must have been the lowest price around here in several years. Farther back than any records I have, at least.
Days keep ticking off too without my getting the work finished that must be done in the next couple of weeks in order to make it into the Fiber shows in October.
Garden lettuce is all gone, or nearly so, but the hot frame yielded mustard greens, arugula, and cilantro for a salad tonight, and added lettuce from the supermarket. It was tasty.
Time to think about NaNoWriMo. Since I will not be interrupting November to attend MFF this year, I should be able to exceed the 50K word quota if I plan my time correctly. The question is, do I return to Argos and Fennec, or perhaps to Jake and Chrysios? I've had a couple of people urging me to revisit Menander even, but I'm not sure he ever attracted a lot of interest. There's at least one side story to Argos and Fennec, as well, and that would be Inspector Hammel's story explaining where he was before he came to Westvale, and how he first met Fennec. It's a good story, but I'm not sure it's large enough for a NaNo project.
Now I'm going to say something inflammatory. There's been a huge pile of dramatic crap about some trash that happened on television this week apparently. Yet another "slur" on the fandom, etc. etc. Two things about that, folks. First of all, it's television. Television is all pretty much crap. It's like tabloid newspapers, you know, the ones in the supermarket with headlines like "Space Aliens Secretly Control Congress" or "Jesus Appears on Jay Leno"? People who want to believe that junk are going to believe it no matter what you say or do. Secondly, though, before you protest too much, it seems to me that furry fandom really is badly fixated on sexuality and losing sight of the art, literature, and other forms of anthropomorphism that are supposedly the core on which it stands.
Yes, going on a television talk show and proclaiming your bizarre sexual fetishes is pretty damned stupid. There's no other word for it. But pointing your paw/muzzle/fin/horn/whatever at someone who did such a stupid thing and blaming them for the bad reputation you think the fandom has? That's equally stupid. The bad reputation would die a deserved death if there were no truth in it. Unfortunately, the is some truth in it and that's enough to keep it alive and make the muck rakers looking for drama and sensational stories come back again and again. What is FA full of? What is YiffStar full of? What are Tapestries and FurryMuck full of? Ask your furry friends why they go to conventions and what they do there. Then tell me there is no truth to the popular perception that furries are obsessed with sexuality. And until you can honestly say that, I will not be impressed with tantrums about "the media" and "stupid spotlight seekers."