The Long Silence

Gentlewomen and Gentlemen of the Vox Chaotica Council! How are you all today? What have you been up to? Do you still like nibbling on crumpets spread with strawberry jam—the way you used to, back when we thought the world was just a map written in a language we didn't understand?

Do you know what I'm talking about? Because I certainly don't.

Anyway, you can probably already tell I've spent too much time doing nothing of great importance on this, my last (foreseeable) summer break. Too many videogames, hanging out with friends (and the Lady), and this little thing called FREAKING PHOENIX COMICON.

So yeah, that's a real thing that happened. I was also working there with the company I'm volunteering with (80/20 Records), helping the 14 bands perform over the weekend. We had John Snow (Gabe Kubanda of EPT) playing guitar and singing songs, the entirety of the Enterprise's bridge singing songs about time, space, and aliens, and a whole slew of amazing bands all weekend long (shoutout to my friends in DWARF, who rocked so hardcore the bassist almost died twice).

And that was just May.

Here's the deal. You likely noticed a small, strange thing. Or maybe you didn't—I tend to say a bunch of weird and inexplicable things here (and in real life). But enough lollygagging: I said I was spending a bunch of time with the Lady. [Editor's note: the alt-text won't show, AND IT MAKES ME VERY UNHAPPY, so here's a free alt-text for you, "I am a devious and evil soul."] I met a lovely Lady in my Tarot class—one with purple hair, a delightful smile that catches just at the corners of her mouth, and is one of the most wonderful entities in this whole universe. We are quite happy. Come find me in person and use this to get an excuse to ask me more about her.

The other big thing for me was my trip to Colorado! My sister, parents, and I have gone up to visit my Mum's family every summer since I can remember. Used to be my grandparent's basement we all stayed in, but after they passed, it's been my Uncle and his family. Their house looks out over this (kinda—there are a few houses between, but their neighborhood has its own zipcode, so...):