Ouch. That sucks to hear. Consent is critical. Wish I were there to help.
08.03.2026 09:00
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Ouch. That sucks to hear. Consent is critical. Wish I were there to help.
Too cute.
None of us are getting out of this alive.
I don’t mean to sound ghoulish. But that’s reality. Monday was the 8th anniversary of the passing of the greatest man I ever knew…
As the country song said:We get one time around. One roll of the dice. One walk through the garden, one quick look at life.
There is always another side to the coin. While my last post was positive there is sadness.
A friend of over fifteen years has advanced leukemia and it’s not good news.
A fellow furry nonprofit treasurer, fellow volunteer for FurryMigration, and someone I’ve looked up to for decades passed away.
Had a good day.
Favorite pizza parlor they closed last year reopened south of the city.
Won my losses over pizza.
Saw a movie in the theater for the second time since the pandemic started.
Not a bad first small fox Saturday.
I’ll dig up my photo album when I get home from this trip
It would have been Scarlett as I have film pictures that I ought to scan.
Show me what you got.
Once in a blue moon a piece of art calls to the viewer. It’s a very blue moon.
My parents were divorced when I was six. Staying with grandparents was normal back then.
There is so much in this piece that resonates with me.
Thank you Jaq.
My childhood made me who I am. It does not define me.
Following my last posts - be you in everything you do. You don’t have to be perfect or even good. Just be unashamedly you.
The puppetry was magical and the song perfect.
Over thirty years ago I joined the furry fandom and have seen so many share their all.
Recognize each other.
Wherever you are, I hope you are still playing.
Back in the 90s I attended my first furry convention.
There was a cabaret styled talent show at this event.
An older gentleman with medium length hair & a bald spot performed to Run Like the Wind by Barbara Dickinson along with his red fox puppet.
The puppetry was flawless.
This lives in me.
Someday…
You all have fun for me you hear.
Illustration of four cute, cartoon animal characters dressed like scouts standing together in a forest at night under a starry sky. They are holding lanterns and flashlights, looking upward as a shooting star passes. Large text reads: “Save the Date — BFC In Person Is Back — Oct 29–Nov 1, 2026!”
IYMI! Babyfur Con will return in person!
Save the dates: Oct 29 to Nov 1, 2026 🗓️
More details will be shared in the future and you never know, some hints might even pop up during BFC TV 📺
Stay tuned! 🔦
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Camp set up for the night…
Goodbye winter home. It’s time to put some miles behind us and head to our next adventure.
Today we meander through the scenic byways of Southern California to Barstow for an overnight at the Slash X Ranch before crossing back into Nevada tomorrow.
We cry.
Wicked awesome of you to do this for the community.
Lots of respect fuzzy.
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I’m tired.
I’ve been in the furry fandom since 1994. I’ve been volunteering at , staffing, and working conventions since 1995.
I have more words but … why bother. Those who agree know, those who are against won’t be swayed.
When I joined the Furry Fandom in the early 1990s most of the writing dealt with The Morphing Period. Almost none of today’s furry art or writing touches this topic.
There are volumes of stories documenting what you ask from the late 80s into the late 90s.
At home I have disks filled with them.
Leave Discord. They are forcing this down people’s throats. It’s not a platform to support.
Years ago you reminded me of the awfulness of 2 and I took action and booted him from my store.
I ask you to do the same and boot discord from your life.
Heart is the wrong reaction.
This speaks to me so very much.
20 years and six months ago was my wedding reception. The wedding was 21.5 years ago.
This is my favorite photo from that event.
Place - Longfellow’s Wayside Inn, yes that one from colonial times.
Photographer - Tweekie.
People - Sym, myself, Desert (my spouse).
Best photo ever.
I wish.
Merry Christmas all.
My gift to the world is my silence.
I have so much I want to scream to the void. So much I want to share…but having run a fandom company from 1997 until 2021 and being in a leadership position on a furry community Board of Directors I have learned that I can’t speak my mind.
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE. “Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—” YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES. “So we can believe the big ones?” YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING. “They’re not the same at all!” YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME…SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED. “Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point—” MY POINT EXACTLY.
-from Hogfather
#quote #Discworld #TerryPratchett #Hogfather
