I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allen Poe
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
- H. L. Mencken
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
-James Branch Cabell
February 17, 2015 - 11:55 a.m.
How did it get so late? I hate when this happens. Of course I once again didn't do anything so it's tough to write. Well it's tougher if I don't start.
First off old news. OK so I go to Philly for a week and LORi has no scrapple. I have scrapple in my fridge so I went to eat that on Saturday. And what happens? It went bad. I buy scrapple all the time and that never happened before. It wasn't like I had it that long.
Something else went bad while I was away, my portable phone charger. It's essentially a battery that I keep charged and can then charge my phone off of with a USB. I forgot it at home on he trip. When I got back and tried to use it, it didn't work. I don't know if it isn't charging or if something is wrong with the connections. It's expensive and I can't afford to replace it but I've become dependent on it. Landlord cleaned my room when I was gone. Could she have somehow broken it?
This was Presidents Day weekend. There was a time that would have meant road trip to Toronto for Frücon, the convention for Früheads , the fans of Moxy Früvous . I went to three Frücons. The Frühead community was a very important part of my life. I discovered the band through the radio but I discovered the community through the internet. I went to shows and would always have fun with people at the shows but would never see them again. But online it was different. I met LORi and Steve in person but the live near Philly. The internet is what allowed us to stay in touch. At first I joined the community through the newsgroup, yes this was the nineties. Then in August 1999 Frühead.com aka FHDC started. I was one of the first members. That's how I met Carey and Leah and others.
Every Presidents Day weekend was the big convention in Toronto. I did not go to the first two but went to three and four, the last two from when the band was still in existence. There was of course a concert timed with the con. It was just two year, 2000. and 2001, but that was enough to make it feel like a tradition. I would make the trek to Toronto. I learned the best route. I could make I in eight and a half hours. I knew the best places to stop on route.
The first Frücon was tough on me. I was not in a good mental state. I felt isolated. I was also not in good health. My Crohn's disease was acting up. But you know what? I have fond memories of the whole thing. At least fond enough that I went back the next year. And that was totally different. I drove up with friends, Gella and Lisa. The problem was making time for all my friends. Well except for the one that forgot that we had major plans for after the convention and left without saying goodbye. Not that I'm still bitter. What I remember the most fondly was waiting in the bitter cold for he venue to open and they kept delaying the time for doors, for hours. Why do I remember that fondly? Because I spent it with friends. You can read about that one here, Frücon IV. I went to one more Frücon four years later technically Frücon VII. I don't think anyone called it that. By then there were not many people going. It was a much smaller affair.
But the point is come Presidents Day weekend I feel I should be in Toronto. Maybe that's why it is so cold and snowy.
OK now I should make breakfast.
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please hold me accountable.
Memories: Not that Horrid Song - May 29, 2018
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