Fairwell friends. I’m going away for a while.

Love will always try to make fools of us all.

Love will always try to make fools of us all…

Captain Ahab, I Starbuck hug you. This madness must end.

My life is a storybook. This week it’s Moby Dick.

1992… if I could go back to 1992 the advice I’d give myself is Shaksperian. “To thine own self be true…” Polonius knew his kid.

To yourself be true… what does that mean?

In 1992 - invest in Apple, Microsoft, and IBM. Google and PayPal, won’t exist for at least six years. Three years from 1992 this thing called eBay will exist, buy in more than you did. In the 2000s … social media will be king, invest what you did in 1992 in socials.

Love and support the furry fandom. Trust your fellow BabyFurs.

But I don’t have a Time Machine. I only have a shit ton of Apple Stock.

I am in want of an artist to complete a birthday piece by Feb 6th.

Any open artists on my feed?

I am profoundly sad.

*waves hands at all of this*

We collectively let the world get to this point and I’m sad that there is little as an individual contributor I can do.

I’ll be able to pick myself up and pull myself together. as Humpty Dumpty said when he went down: “He said screw it, I'ma smile right through it, and I'll scream when no one's around…When Humpty Dumpty went down; He said screw it
There's a big crowd looking; I'ma scream when no one, when no one, when no one's around”

…that might have been AJR

When I say there is little I can do, I mean that. Little is not nothing. I can do something.

I have access to resources. I can employ lawyers.

I have access to firearms. I can defend myself and my community from tyranny.

I’m not the most important thing in my universe. There are others and ideals that need protecting.

So while I am profoundly sad, I am not without options.

“Send lawyers, guns, and money…the shit has hit the fan…”

Today was the funeral for my Great Aunt Brunette. She lived a long full life, passing a month after her 100th birthday party.

She was born in Maine in the year 1925 and experienced a lot over her one hundred years of life. Brunette and Albert, my Great Uncle, were married for 65 years and raised four children in Fall River, Massachusetts.

My grandmother is now the only surviving member of her generation of our family.

I’m profoundly sad this week.

Over the weekend a stray light blue balloon floated into my life. I attached it to the front of my camper in hopes that its owner would find it safe.

It popped today.

I have a small sad.

Just a quick FYI - I am down to my last four fox and last seven bunny bandanas from the 2025 in person event. Once these are gone they are gone.

https://store.babyfurcon.com/product/babyfur-con-2024-and-2025-bandanas/113

Swim with me oh shining heart
Bright light streaming through the dark
Frightened child in foreign land
Prince of whales, come take my hand.

Guide me, hold me in perfect berth
And thus we dance to heal the earth

For In our hearts one ancient tale
Of human love and prince of whales.