We are more.

We think, sometimes, there’s not a dragon left.
Not one brave knight, not a single princess gliding through secret forests, enchanting deer and butterflies with her smile.

We think sometimes that ours is an age past frontiers, past adventures.
Destiny, it’s way over the horizon; glowing shadows galloped past long ago, and gone.

What a pleasure to be wrong.

Princesses, knights, enchantments and dragons, mystery and adventure . . . not only are they here-and-now; they’re all that ever lived on earth!

Our century, they’ve changed cloths, of course. Today dragons wear Government-costumes, failure-suits and disaster-outfits. Society’s demons screech, whirl down on us should we lift our eyes from the ground, dare we turn right at corners we’ve been told to turn left. So crafty have appearances become that princesses and knights can be hidden from each other, can be hidden from themselves.

Yet masters of reality still meet us in dreams to tell us that we’ve never lost the shield we need against dragons, that blue-fire voltage arcs through us now to change our world as we wish.

Intuition Whispers: We’re not flesh, we’re Magic!

-Richard Bach: The Bridge Across Forever


Posted by on February 28, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

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Nakie Bumet

This weekend (02/24/2012) I had put to rest one of the characters in my head I cared much for. I had made him for a role play I had with a friend so that the character my friend role played might be happy. Though I do know Nakie (my char) made Sidara (friends char) happy in the end she felt due to her habit of harming those near her she pushed him away and wished to only being friends…
Due to the only reason Nakie even lived was to love Sidara it was like his reason of being was ripped from him when she took her love and stopped giving it to him. She was all he ever truly knew, the only person he ever put his trust in and he did no matter what she did.
After she left him, he knew what he would do… He planned to end what he was. He sent her a letter first though. So she would not go looking for him, so she did not have to wonder what ever happened… She found him before he killed himself. But she seemed not to understand his reason and gave up on him. And so; he killed himself after all. And Thus this character I enjoyed playing so much… Is gone, I hope he rests well and no longer feels the pain of being denied the love of Sidara, His reason for living.
I will miss you Nakie.


Posted by on February 27, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

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The Dovahkiin chronicles

Little comic the Son and I drew up.


Posted by on January 30, 2012 in Lord Darians Web Picks


As seen from my front door

This lovely creature was spotted swimming down the hill from my house the other day. Nature is awesome!

Humpback – Hood Canal

Posted by on January 27, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

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The sky

The sky is beautiful
The sky is evil

Every morning
Every night

It makes you love it
Then leaves

That plain blue
And makes you sad

Why can’t it always be
Beautiful like I wish it

The orange
The pink

Please stay

Don’t revert
Stay with me


Posted by on January 11, 2012 in Poetry

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From Joshua~

:grin: Well this shows the furries around the world, well most seem to be in the US but not all, seems many in Texas even, wth… :roll:


Posted by on January 6, 2012 in Things that make you go Hmmm

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The longest day of all!

I must check Reddit a couple dozen times a day, from my office, from my cell phone while out in town and on my PC at home of an evening. It would be safe to say it is a HUGE time sponge, before you know it the clock says it’s time to leave. Today as some of you no doubt are aware has seen the first major crash of Reddit in several months. So what else have I to do all day; post about it of course!


Posted by on December 7, 2011 in Uncategorized

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Last Day

He was so small when he arrived, just a little black ball of kicking feet, the runt of the litter. At five weeks old he should have been suckling at his mothers side, but she was gone and so where his siblings. We were all he had in the world, he needed us and he was our first. We fed him with a bottle for the first few weeks, kept him warm with a heating blanket and stayed close in case he needed us.


I’d had dogs growing up but as a new family he was the first one we had ever had. He wasn’t the smartest of dogs, but he loved us and we loved him. Of course, he didn’t stay small for very long. In no time at all he was bounding around the house, knocking over everything in his path. Like most puppies, his feet grew much faster then the rest of him.


There were times that having a young dog was less then pleasant, there was the puking incident in the back seat of my new car (in his defense though, he did clean most of it up before I was able to get to it) and that fateful 4th of July night.


We are originally from San Diego; people in SD don’t light off fireworks themselves, the professionals do it. We knew people were allowed to shoot off fireworks up here and went to a friend’s house for that very purpose, leaving the dog at home. It wasn’t as though we expected a massive fireworks battle to go on between our neighbors in our absence. That is of course exactly what went down, with our young dog alone at home certain that the world was coming to an end. He never fully recovered from that night (our carpet never did either) and from that point forward had to be sedated the nights that fireworks were allowed to be used.


At one hundred plus pounds, he was the biggest pussy you were ever likely to run into. His voice however could scare away a burglar at half a mile away. He had that deep hound dog bark that would wake you up from the deepest of sleep. Once you got in the door though, he would hide behind anything that was handy till he was sure it was safe.


It started with cancer, as it so often does. An ever growing lump on his leg and chest, we got it removed but it just came back in spades. He wasn’t as fast any more; the younger dogs could get him to play but he tired quickly. The cancer riddled his body, his lungs.. He didn’t complain, but he didn’t get up as quickly as he used to. At the end he just laid there most of the time, moving from room to room to be close to us. He didn’t want to be alone anymore, he knew.


We took him on that last ride today; the other dogs won’t understand why he never came back. It’s hard to say goodbye but it isn’t right to make him suffer just to so we can postpone the pain of losing him. I hope that some day, someone will love me enough to do the same for me. I’ll carry the hole in my heart he used to fill for the rest of my life as will all of us touched by him.


Good bye my old friend, I’ll see you again, just there on the other side.


Posted by on August 29, 2011 in Uncategorized

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RIP Sarah Jane

It pains me to announce the untimely passing of  Elisabeth Sladen, who played the ever searching Sarah Jane Smith on the Long Standing Series Doctor Who.

Ever the Doctor’s Companion

Posted by on April 20, 2011 in Uncategorized

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Who knew?

There I was picking up a couple of take and bake pizzas for the family and what did my eyes behold?

Oh my! Even had chocolate chips in the crust!

I love living in the future.


Posted by on April 16, 2011 in Uncategorized

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