Somewhere along the line, my wife became a big fan of Zecora, so much so that she did a simple cosplay of her at TrotCon 2018. Guess who drew spirals on a pair of pants the night before?
I've been trying to get in at least one blog per month just to make sure I do something here. Sure I check in every day, read a bit on Fridays, all that, but I wanted to do a bit more. So this serves as my self-mandated August post, just in under the wire.
What I want to talk about is something new but with an old origin, and given my in ability to finish projects, it's rather fitting. So let's start with a picture from mid-September 2012 which requires some explanation.
Birds, church bells, ocean waves, wind rustling leaves: many locations can be defined by their sounds. Through great misfortune, the inner harbor area appears to be a continuous rush of emergency vehicles. And an armada of motorcycles. And firehose thunderstorms.
Columbus Ohio ceased being a cow town years ago as, much like me, it’s grown larger and spilled over its belt in the last few decades. But if BronyCon is in Baltimare, TrotCon must be in Cowlumbus.
Anyway, day one of the convention is winding down, and in many ways I have completed my mission. By 2㏘ our book had four new autographs. Brenda Chrichlow was first. What a wonderful, enthusiastic person. How could I not like Zecora’s voice. Plus she said she liked my hair.
Travel preparations for TrotCon and BronyCon made at last.
An on-going part of the preparations is reminding my manager and coworkers that I'll be completely unavailable on those days. I mean it. Yes, really, really unavailable.
This is a long, long, long delayed post. How long? I first saw this animated short in December of 2016 at The 18th Annual Animation Show of Shows, that's how long. I only remembered I forgot† when I cleared out of my cube on Friday‡ and found the postcard with the list of featured shorts.