The local bear club hand their big run this weekend called “Hibearnation.

Lingering snot, genuine apathy and newly tightened budget strings for the rest of the year kept us out of the bars and away from the events.

That didn’t stop us from getting to meet at least one LJer who was in town for all the hubub.

feh.. “LJer”… seems like a dismissive label doesn’t it? evanrudemi and I blabbed away in the car about such things… Projected egos, constructed realities and their propensity to self-alienate and cause this really super silly form of performance anxiety.

Sean, (urr… I’m embarrassed because I’m not sure that’s how he spells it)… was a lot taller and older than I expected.

The tall part was an instant surprise… It wasn’t until hours into our Ginklatch at our place Friday night with devcubber that I’d find out that he’s not the decade younger that I figured him for – but rather has one year on me!

Let’s hear it for boyish good looks and the petty jealousy it stirs in petty faggots like me.

I got over it…

The harder part to get over was why would this very talented young artist from Michigan would opt out of the opening night of one of the largest furry circuit parties in the Midwest…. to sit around with….. “us”…

I know.. “Just shut up and take the compliment Jim”…

I did… we did… and had a great night…

It borders on therapeutic to attach a face, voice, spacial volume to one of you all on this network.

(*insert clever serial ending here*)