Happy Mother's Day...

...to those that are. For the rest of us kidlets, well, I hope you didn't drive your own mothers up the wall like you normally do - me included.

Plans are finalized. Unfortunately, I will be trading Wednesday for Thursday, rather than Monday as I had hoped, but this does put me in proper position to go to Anime Central with the rest of the crowd. So those who will be there, I'll be around. If you should recognize me by my handle, then introduce yourself and explain your connections. Much as I like random fans, I relate much better to the ones that I can trace to some aspect.

I will also be bringing along my favorite game to play there. I'll be setting up shop at the Masquerade's time and continuing possibly well into the night. So stop by and have fun. I promise it won't drive you crazy - unless, of course, that happens to be the objective. Here's a list of possible objectives for the life outside the game. Pick and choose as you like - many of them are related to each other, but some, I suspect are far simpler than others.

So tomorrow might be spent in alternating shades of job-hunting and sketching and other. Depends on how I feel. I just feel lost at times when it comes to searching for jobs. Usually because I feel behind because I didn't have a job through high school - so my work experience is a little limited. I can work around that, though. So maybe tomorrow I'll poke around some places that I'd like to work and see if they're hiring on new people. If not, well, application on file in case someone quits, perhaps. It'll work out somehow. It always does - not necessarily the way I think it should sometimes, but flexibility is also an asset in the workforce.

So now it's just a matter of going to bed, I think. Things will work out.

Hmm...

...three days or so until I depart for Rosemont. Should be an interesting trip. And not just because I have a bunch of lunatics for compatriots. Well, okay, it is because I have a bunch of lunatics for compatriots, and we're being crammed in a hotel with many other rooms full of lunatics, and then they're dangling bait like voice actors and animation directors in front of us. Yeah, I like conventions. It's kind of like letting your tattoo’s guardian spirit out.

Right, then. The Odd juxtapositions department tonight puts R.A. Wilson talking about the increasing speed of reality against Sushil Yadav talking about the increasing speed of reality. One says that we need to slow down, the other says we need to enjoy the ride. Me? I say we learn how to pull off strong-man stunts and then use them for misdirection while we enact our world domination plan. Too verbose, you say? Ah, well.

Remember that evolution trial I referenced a bit ago? Apparently, it went down... but it sucked wang. Not to fear, though. It'll probably get swept up in the Bush Administration retcon that will finally put the GOP firmly in the back pocket of the Religious. MiniTruth expects full reports soon. MiniTruth also would like to remind you that homosexuality is a curable lifestyle choice and that anyone professing anything else is a thoughtcriminal. I'm sure that will tide over well with plenty of the people I know.

Actually, while watching one of the sports programs tonight, one of the colour commentators made a statement that sums everything up.

“That’s the beauty of being a broadcaster,” he said, “you make up the story after it all happens.” Isn’t that the media of today?

And finally, because everyone else is doing it, and my curiosity finally has the better of me, some strange statement that attached itself to me today.

T'would be excellent if anyone and EVERYONE who reads this post a comment of something they would like to do with me someday. (To me someday?) Then post this in your journal to find out what people want to do with you. (or to you, depending on how they think of you.)

Anyway, work beckons in the morning, and I spent my time watching both sports teams be victorious. More strange stuff to follow. But not until tomorrow.