The New Pets, Six Months Down the Line

Boots


Shoobie (with Boots behind his behind)

( Cut for Length of the Tales of the New Pets; more pix below )

See You In Reno

Well then. I've known for a while that I would be going to Worldcon this year, because I'm working it, but now I've actually got my rooming situation squared away and my air ticket bought, as well as a membership transfer in process, so I guess it's real real. Yay,I'm going to Worldcon, y'all! Now the question is, can I cobble together a Steampunk Regency outfit in just over 30 days on no budget...? Ho ho.

It's Not Just Me

Okay so I've been known to creeb about the usages of the English language in cultures neighboring my own, and how they interact with The One True And Proper Usage (i.e. my own), but I begin to think this may just be a general malaise among word wonks when noticing linguistic collisions on the frontiers of two similar cultures. My newly coined theory is that it's actually more annoying when the cultures are near neighbors, because of something akin to the Uncanny Valley effect. Which, admittedly, would not account for L'Académie française. Oh, well, it's a new theory. Lots of product testing to be done yet.