On the way home from running some errands halloween day I stopped by the supermarket to quick pick up a couple things. I spotted a young lady in there wearing a costume head. It was clearly home made, but a wee bit too elaborate for something thrown together for halloween. Hmmmm, I thought.....

I went up to her and said "Very nice head, looks like something I'd see at Anthrocon.".
My use of the "A" word was intentional. If she was a non-fur she's likely never heard of Anthrocon. She'll likely say thank you and that would be the end of it. If she were a fur I'd likely get a reaction.

Yup, I got a reaction. We had a very nice chat. Turns out she is a fur and works in the store.

Look around you. You never know who else may be hiding the animal within.

Critters for a Cause is now accepting entries for their Logo Tournament. Design a logo for the group for a chance to win $200! The winner's logo will appear on their website, uniform shirts, and even on the side of their Critter Mobile - a converted ambulance used for events. Good luck!

It's still Wednesday here.

Granted my musical tastes may be a bit different from many, but sometimes I think there may be more talent in this one scene than most of Hollywood combined today.

How many musical legends in this clip can you name?


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I wasn't up to going into details at the time, but my last post had to do with my cat.

Early Saturday morning he got out. He is an indoor cat and has never been outside in the almost 2 years I've had him. At that point he vanished. I had no clue as to what direction or how far he had gone. After 2 days and no sign I was getting pretty depressed.

This is where things get a bit weird. Pay attention cloewen, you may find this interesting.
Saturday morning when I started looking for Kenya (my cat) I came across a grey cat in the woods by my neighbor's. He looked at me and ran off. Repeated searches through the day brought no success in finding Kenya, but I saw the grey cat every time I went out; into differing directions. Saturday evening it started to rain. I came in leaving the porch door open. I happened to notice the grey cat now huddled under my heating oil tank.
Sunday, more searching, still no Kenya. It rained most of the day. Grey cat stayed under the oil tank.
This morning a quick search. Nothing. Grey cat was looking at me, still under the tank. I told it to tell Kenya I wanted him to come home and left for work. I came home after work, another search, nothing. I pruned some trees in the yard, then thought to check on the grey cat. He had moved, but was now there in body only. He had passed on sometime through the day.
I took care of the grey cat's remains, thinking to myself "Poor thing, you should have been loved, not wind up like this". While walking back to my house from taking care of the grey cat who do I see looking out at me from under my own house but Kenya?!?

It took some coaxing to get him out but he is now back inside where belongs.
Praise God for a positive answer to prayer.

...I am proven wrong.

Gad, this house is so quiet.

Back home, safe & sound (well, sound by my standards) from my labor day weekend dive trip.

Due to my accident back in early May this was my first dive outing of the year. It felt good to gear up and get back in the water.

Yeah, it was a little bittersweet at times, but overall a good time.

Special thanks to the furry divers who showed up who helped to make the weekend special.

Dave Tidmarsh

I miss you so much. Rest in peace, my friend.

But we know how vicious and blood thirsty you really are.

Click here for the awful truth.

Inspired by a post made by stauros
I remember how popular this commercial was.



It was taken off the air because some Italian organization complained.
Many years later it was voted the greatest commercial of television's first 30 years.
Go figure.

I am sad to say, the Steel City Diner, which has become a virtual institution at Anthrocon since the con made the move to Pittsburgh has closed its doors permanently.

Anthrocon attendees provided them with much business, but unfortunately we could not make up for the other 51 weeks of the year.

I shall miss them and their food.

More info can be found here: http://www.anthrocon.org/node/4406

Forty years ago right now I was at my grandparents house in Delray Beach Florida.
It's rare that one is truly aware that they are witnessing history, especially at age 10.
But earlier in the day as I stood on the bank of the Indian River in Titusville and watched and felt, in person, that rocket blast off I knew this was something historical.
Having been there to witness it in person burned it deep into my memory. I don't think I'll ever forget it.

Arrived home from AC about 8:00 PM EDST.
For reasons I'd rather not go into, it was an extremely nerve wracking drive home.
Basically my AC consisted of 2 difficult difficult journeys with 4 days of sheer bliss in between. Yes, we all know there are some "unusual" folks at AC but for the most part when I am there I feel I am amongst my own kind. That is such a wonderful feeling.

Hopefully more of a con report will follow, but for now....... sleep.

Arrived at Anthrocon at about 5:30 this afternoon.
The drive was long and for reasons I won't go into, intensely nerve rattling. My nerves were completely frazzled by time I got here.

I checked in, unloaded the car and as I was rather hungry went to Steel City Diner for dinner. I figured some food would do me good. I then came back to my room and crashed for a while.

Later I got up and wandered around for a bit, still trying to calm my nerves. There's already folks out and about in fursuit and watching them gave me the urge. A little unsure as I still wasn't feeling right I suited up and joined in. It's amazing. Maybe 45 minutes to an hour wandering around in suit. After finishing up, I felt so much better. Amazing what some quality tiger time will do.

It's that time of year again, Anthrocon is almost upon us.
Lord willing, I'll be there. I'll be arriving sometime Wednesday and pulling out Monday.
In your activities (if I may be so bold as to ask) remember the tiger here. I'm looking forward to getting together with y'all.
If you'd like it, shoot me a message and I'll send you my cell phone number.
See you there?

I first find myself saddened:
Farrah Fawcett has succumbed to cancer.

And second find myself stunned speechless:
Michael Jackson has died.
Yes, that Michael Jackson.

I find myself weeping tonight, the emotions coming back, re-reading a post from some 4 years ago.

It's been a really rough 6 to 8 months here. Much of which I haven't posted about. (I tend to be a rather private type) And I no longer have as many close friends to talk to as I once may have.

Perhaps this tiger just needs a good, private cry. I dunno.

Hard to believe it's been 6 weeks already since my hand was broken.

The cast was removed today. It feels good to have that thing off.

My hand is still very swollen. I can barely bend it at the wrist and I can't close the hand. If I try to make a fist the fingers get maybe a third of the way there then lock up.

I'm not very pleased with the doctor I've been seeing. I hope there's not more damage that hasn't been discovered yet.