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Things have been generally frustrating over the last week.

Like.

Really generally frustrating. Exorbitantly generally frustrating.

Last week, we got a certified letter from the insurance agency Tony and his mom go through. It was a letter from his mother, saying that she's taking him off the insurance as of the 18th because of 'lack of contact'. Or something like that. Not returning calls, something stupid and untrue.

We haven't heard from his mom in over a month. We think what happened was, when I called to thank her for the money she sent us awhile back, I was in the basement on campus when we didn't have internet - the place that gets crap reception. I, in all likelihood, I got to the voicemail, and it crapped out mid-message. She likely assumes we're unappreciative assholes, which we are not.

So she's cancelling Tony's insurance. Which means we'll be without until summer money comes in May. This isn't the end of the world, but it means we have to go in to Warren before the 18th and get his title and shit, since Al kept the original title and, naturally, lost it. This is, of course, going to be done with the whole zero money we have currently. Which is awesome. My mom's sending me birthday money, which is basically going into the gas tank so we can go to the Rasputina concert on Wednesday (which tickets were bought months ago for) and a trip into Warren. Hurrah.

I actually don't mind my birthday money going into the gas tank, I just mind having to go in and deal with Warren.

So there's that, right? Pretty big inconvenience, but we can talk this out, right?

Wrong.

I called Tony's mom the day we got the letter, asking to talk and explain what it was about. We get a call back the next day, they hang up when Tony answers. I call back, Al answers the phone. Says Tony's mom isn't around, asks to take a message. I say it's nothing in particular, just to call us when she gets the chance. He asks if it's about the insurance, I promptly tell him I would prefer to talk to Karen about that. He hangs up on me.

THESE ARE SIXTY+ YEAR OLD ADULTS.

Karen, of course, never calls back. This morning, I call her to ask her to call me back, again. She calls back, Tony answers. She hangs up. Calls back again, leaves a message (I was on the phone dealing with something else, which I'll get to in a moment). THREE MESSAGES saying to call Violet (the insurance agent) and she'll explain everything to us.

NO. THAT'S NOT WHY I'M CALLING. I KNOW HOW INSURANCE WORKS. I'M CALLING TO SEE WHAT CRAWLED UP YOUR ASS TO CAUSE YOU TO TAKE THIS COURSE OF ACTION.

But these people can't work outside of this childish mindset, apparently.

THEN.

The cell phones.

We discovered we could upgrade our phones in March, instead of August, like we originally thought. Awesome, we think, why don't we see what phones are free. You know, because we're broke and don't want to add anything to the bill. So we check out what's free and settle on Droid Incredible 2's. Nothing added to the bill, nothing changed on the bill. We place the order - as I have access to the online account, so we could see how much data usage and everything that we use. You know, so we don't get charged anything extra.

The day after I place the order, I send Karen a text - which I know she can receive - telling her not to freak out if anything with the phones is changed, nothing's been charged to the account, we just upgraded our devices for new ones, since the old ones have been butts lately. In short, don't worry about the phones, but that's what's going on, so you know.

Phones get shipped out, supposedly two day shipping. Weekened and holiday turn it into four. Whatever.

The bill gets paid on the 6th and, apparently, SO DOES THE RECEIPENT ADDRESS. The original order had them coming to us, in Kent, obviously. We were like hawks over the FedEx tracking page to see when it would be out for delivery, since we had an appointment this morning and didn't want to miss it, as it needed a signature. The FedEx page updates at 7:35AM with a failed delivery message, which cannot be possible, as they don't start delivering until 8AM - AT THE EARLIEST.

So we wait a tic, after calling FedEx to get clarification (where we're told someone changed the address it's going to), to see if it updates with out for delivery. It never updates.

Cue at least two hours of phone tag with Verizon and FedEx, trying to make sure the box is either going to be held there, if I'm able to pick it up, if I'm able to change the address, etc., etc. It was ridiculous.

Eventually, I was able to set myself as an account manager on the Verizon account, so I could get the address changed. Something which was, between this afternoon and now, undone by certain parties in Warren. Whatever, I got what I wanted, so I don't need that level on the account anymore.

But I know they're sitting there in Warren having a conniption because they probably think we're doing stupid shit with the account, despite telling them otherwise and them not even being adult enough to give us a call.

Eventually, we were able to drive out to the FedEx location and pick up the package just fine. But good lord.

On top of all this, we discovered the Salvation Army can't help us because of the wrong bank account issue on the electric. Since it counts as a bounced check. I don't know what the fuck to do about that. I think HEAP should be able to help, but that's still $275 we have to find for electric, plus $525 for rent. I start work in about two weeks (around the 22nd), but I won't have a paycheck until May. It's so frustrating.

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I'm just really pissed my birthday has been overshadowed by all this bullshit. Not that I need/want it to be some spectacular thing, but it's frustrating and enraging when I'm so stressed out over things that I can't enjoy one day. My mom's been really sensitive/weird on Facebook lately, too. Just taking things out of context and telling me she thinks I'm 'mean' 'on purpose' because I don't thank her for every little thing she does for me. UGH. Just frustrating.

BUT GOOD THINGS, YEAH?

Game night was awesome. Angie invited her friend Ryan (so now there's two Ryan's at game night), which was a good move. There's six of us now, which makes the games we play pretty interesting. Bang! still takes forever, for some reason, though...

Our phones are really nice! It's going to take a long time to get used to the virtual keyboard over the old physical keyboard on the Pixi, though. I have fatty fat fingers, so they don't take well to it. I want to root it, but I don't know if I'm going to yet. I modded the Pixi's and they were just fine (bricking's hard to accomplish unless you're fundamentally retarded). There's just SO MANY useless apps and stuff on the phone that I was gone. So I'll mull it over, but I'll likely end up doing it anyhow.

I've been drawing! I know, big occassion.




Sahariel; Terrance, Emily, Sahariel; Sitara; Sahariel; Poe

It feels good to be drawing again, even if they're just little art cards and headshots. It's a start, right? Also trying to accomplish faces. It's hard. Like, math hard. But I'm trying.

That sketch one, I'm working on coloring, but Terrance and Emily don't even have their designs down, so that's a fun little adventure in and of itself.

I've been posting stuff like this regularly on my artblog, too: http://obliviousally.tumblr.com/

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I've got an Instagram now! (of course I do) My username is, of course, 'obliviousally'. I take lots of pictures of my cats. Naturally. But it's just SO. NICE. to have a phone with a good camera again. the Pixi's camera sucked so hard, but the Droid cameras are really nice. It's easier to whip my phone out and take a picture of something, than make sure i have camera batteries, make sure they're charged, make sure I have the camera with me, dig it out of my bag, take photo, wait to come home and transfer it to the computer and upload it wherever. I love my camera, but it can be a hassle.



Sam, Finnick, Snickers, Dean, Finnick, and my wall.

I also installed Words With Friends and Draw Something, but I haven't done anything with them yet, since they're both Zynga and connected to Facebook. I don't want that cluttering up my feed, so I'll probably do those a little later so I can set proper permissions.

So! Anyone with a Droid phone have any app suggestions? Should I absolutely root my phone? Anything I should know of/avoid doing? :O

Also! If anyone wants to throw me their number, feel free to message me (here, Facebook, wherever). I don't tend to import my old contacts to new phones, it's one of the few things I 'start fresh' on so I don't have a lot of clutter and all.

It's incredibly frustrating when the person you've been with for well over a decade still can't tell you straight that they'd like some alone time. Doubly so when it's not as if you've been making a ruckus in the bedroom or doing anything obnoxious, just enjoying the peace and quiet together.

But when you get sniped at and have catty commentary towards you because you haven't read their mind to leave them alone is when I start to get pissed off. Especially when there was conversation just shortly before.

I don't appreciate getting an attitude thrown at me, when I did nothing to deserve it. It's bullshit.

I'm not 'punishing' your introverted nature by not reading your mind and leaving you alone. I'm not 'scolding' your introverted nature by sitting at my laptop on the bed and being quiet. I'm perfectly happy to re-locate myself, as long as I don't get snappy comments in my direction akin to 'aren't you going to finish cleaning your room' or 'did you want something? why are you in here?'. Then, yeah, I'm going to snap back defensively because it's MY room, as well, and I have as much of a right to be in there as you do.

More flies with honey than vinegar, they say.

When they came and cut our power off the other day, the upstairs didn't go out. The wiring's weird in the house, since it's so old, so when something like that happens, sometimes we'll have either up or downstairs power. I jury-rigged cords so I could keep the fridge running - so we wouldn't lose all of our food - and so we could run the microwave. The lights upstairs were on fine and I was careful not to plug too many things in/have too much running at once through any one power strip.

Of course, since the world is cruel and hateful, while I was warming up some food, a fuse blew and now we're completely without power.

I want to cry. I might actually cry. I have around $600 to my name right now and $525 of that is rent. Now $300 of it has to go on a fucking light bill that should've been paid - OR I SHOULD HAVE BEEN INFORMED OF THE FACT THAT THE TRANSACTION DIDN'T GO THROUGH - and fuck myself over for November rent.

Yeah, I'm not pleased, to say the least. I want to throw shit and it's been very difficult to hold back the urge to just start chucking candles.

But I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do once I pay this. I'll have less than half rent for next month and job hunting has brought up nothing. I won't be back at the bookstore until December, either. I can't take commissions because I haven't been able to fucking draw lately. There's pretty much no one I can ask for that sort of money from and I wouldn't be able to pay anyone back for that sort of sum until the summer - at the earliest.

I tried so goddamn hard to keep on top of things and make sure my shit was paid. Apparently, all that's good for is getting a kick right back in the face, I guess.

I have a question.

Have there every been any civil and sane social justice armchair crusaders? Because I'm beginning to think there isn't. Y'know, I would probably be more give-a-shit about your great interbutts causes if you didn't flip shit about things, slather your arguments with swears, and throw out all your bullshit label cards.

Because, quite frankly, I don't give a shit what you label yourself as. That doesn't matter to me in the conversation or in my judgment of your character. I don't care if you're transgender, bisexual, asexual, white, black, male, or female. If you're being a dumbshit on the internet, I'm calling you out only on the words you're putting on the screen. I know this must be a really hard concept to grasp because I, obviously, come off as such a hateful, bigoted person when I say that you having a conniption over the term 'genderswap' in fandom and fanfiction. I mean, I must be some crazy conservative cisgendered middle class Caucasians person who's been locked in a house for their whole life, never experiencing the outside world to be able to form judgments and assessments on other peoples' opinions, complaints, and words.

Seriously, all that ever comes up with these people is bile when you disagree with them in any manner. Having a different opinion than someone is an execution order. I'm so goddamn sick of it. Listen, if I want to use 'genderswap' instead of your bizarre terms (like 'assigned-differently-at-birth'), that's my pergoative. Also, using 'genderswap' is not the same, nor is it as offensive (or offensive at all, in my opinion. yes, I know sex and gender are different things, but fandom is pretty dumb overall, so expecting sense out of them is slim to none) as using terms like 'slutswap', 'niggerswap', 'spicswap' because, GUESS WHAT, those aren't actually things. And if they are, people KNOW they're offensive and they keep them out of your precious little sight.

Because, GOD FORBID, someone not but a trigger warning on something as petty and small as GENDERSWAP. God forbid someone shield your tender, baby eyes from things with your precious ~~trigger warnings~~.

Also, almost all conversations with these people that actually end usually result in them going 'lol you're a douchebag' or something and not actually coming to a conclusion. Which is pretty typical of people who are just spewing rage all over in a self-righteous manner because they think they're important on the internet.

Listen, I GET that some words are offensive and everyone is offended in a different manner. But the internet does not have a filter and, quite frankly, I don't want it to have one. When you start facing these horrible trials and terms in real life, then is the time to get up in arms. It's still not going to affect me much because I still don't know you personally. The only people I'm fighting for are my friends and family and otherwise, I'm going to dick around on the internet and spend my free time having fun instead of getitng into a tizzy over words on the internet.

You're not here to police what I say and I, as a human adult, know to take responsibility for what I say and do. If I call someone a slur, there's probably a good reason for it in my mind. Speaking of, I would hate to live in this ultra-PC world these people are fighting towards. I WANT there to be words that hurt people. I WANT to be able to call someone something awful if I hate them. I want there to be bad things for good things. I want there to be conflict. What the fuck else would we have otherwise? Peace and harmony? How boring would that get?

But my opinion doesn't matter because I'm a cisgendered female living in my own place in a middle class college town with my transgender boyfriend, our four cats, our dog, with our flat screen television, our XBOX 360, our four computers, our comfortable bed, our car, our public transportation, our government assistance, our college education, our two bikes, ectera, ectera.

And you know what? I'm proud of that. Because I suffered for years and struggled through life to have the things I have. So I'm not taking people calling me a spoiled white girl as a slight anymore (not that I did in the first place, but that's what they mean by it). Yeah, I have all these things because I busted my ass for them and I lived in the projects for years, sometimes only have $20 to my name to feed two people for a week, had a mother who was a junkie, was homeless, walked for miles just to look for work, was denied government assistance because I wasn't pregnant, ectera, ectera. Sure, call me a spoiled white girl. I struggled enough to get here.

Also, this is the post that prompted this: http://blackacres.tumblr.com/post/10198184084/i-hate-the-term-genderswap-i-hate-it-stop-using

Ugh, I am epic crankypants. I'm gettting ready to start my period. My birthday is in two days. The weather sucks. I feel like crap.

Today was obnoxious because we went to the eye doctor's for Tony, since he has Unison and doesn't have to pay for lenses/exams. Downside, all the frames were hella expensive and we have to make the last of our money last until next month. So $180 on a pair of frames isn't in the picture right now. We went to shop around and see if we could find anything cheaper, but not everywhere takes Unison. Walmart had some nice cheap frames, but we have to do a song and dance to de-authorize the doctor's for the eyeglass hardware so they can check Walmart of authorization and it's just ridiculous.

We came all the way home and discovered the cashier didn't give us our other bag. This is because we assumed ONE BAG would be acceptable for our eight or so items. Apparently, it was not. So we had to drive all the way back out to the BRIMFIELD Walmart to get said bag. Then, I had to run around the store and find our items because they'd put them back already.

Fucking annoying.

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Yesterday we took Jem to the vet because he'd woken up and was excessively grooming and twitching his skin. We had no idea what could be wrong with him and the vet (who was awesome) thinks it's simply allergies. He's got eye drops and if the twitching and such shows up again, we'll take him back in to figure out something from there.

Tomorrow I'm going to have to make an appointment for Sammy because he's been acting really sick. I don't know if it's just a cold or what. For awhile, off and on, he was throwing up water. We assumed he was drinking too fast/too much and he was acting fine otherwise, so we didn't worry too much. Since a day or two ago, he's been throwing up at least twice, sometimes three times a day. Sometimes after he drinks, sometimes just randomly. It's just white, frothy liquid with no smell at all. He had wet food the other day and he ate a little bit of dry food today, but otherwise he's been right next to me or hiding in his cubby. He's been listless and lethargic. I kept a close eye on him over the last two days because of how clingy he was acting. He was chasing Dean around the other night, but tonight he's just been laying down whenever I put him, which is pretty unlike him. He's pretty sassy and flails around when held for too long, or cat bitches a little. This last day, when I'd pick him up to move him from my lap, when I sat him back down he'd just lay there and hang out. He was also sitting on my lap today and started shivering while he was purring.

So, yeah. Vet appointment for Sammy, ASAP. That's probably the other reason (aside from woman-time) I'm feeling like crap, because I'm so worried about my baby. D: On top of the fact that Jem had to go to the vet as well, just the other day. Ugh.

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Other than that, I've been doing nothing but:

• sleeping


• playing World of Keflings


• sleeping


• eating


• playing Pokemon White

I joined a forum RP, which is kind of new and strange. I've never done forum RP before, so it's definately something different. But the admin is pretty awesome and it's brand new, so I haven't had to claw and fight to get noticed or anything. I'm playing Sam and Poe, considering apping one more for the 'bad' side once I get those two settled in.

I made some forum thread templates over on thesintax.

I think I need to do some revamping to Amalga, which I'll probably get to when I'm feeling a little more motivated. Some housecleaning needs done and I need to see who's still active and whatnot.

Apparently, instead of doing useful things, I bitch about grafitti on campus, Disney Princesses (it's not what you're expecting, trust me), roleplaying, declawing, and people teaching 'Japanese culture' courses at KSU.

Still on campus after my Art History class. I've got to stop by the art office and see about my schedule for the modeling classes. I also need to buy a robe.

I have $28 to my name and Al breathing down my neck about a fucking phone bill that's nothing out of the ordinary. I refuse to deal with him and I refuse to put up with his shit. I washed my hands clean of him when I gave him back the keys for the place on Blair. If Karen needs to talk to me about something, Karen can call me herself. She's a big girl and I don't bite. If I have to talk to Al, he will not like my attitude.

I have to pay off the rest of my water bill which is about $20-$25. Again, I only have $28 to my name.

I need to buy a robe for modeling. Again, only $28 to my name.

I hate when all this dumb shit pops up after I've paid rent. I planned on paying on the water with what I had left. If I'd know people were going to be idgits, I'd have set more money aside instead of buying some food and things I needed for the house.

Ridiculous.

I'm still job hunting, however. I wish I could just pump out a few commissions, but I'm already behind on my queue (there's two from the last batch I need to finish) and I just don't know if I'd be able to do that at the moment. Maybe some ATC cards I could do? Little busts or something. I don't know. :/

This lack of income is becoming annoying and I know it's mostly because I'm probably getting ready to start my period, so EVERYTHING is pissing me off. It's a little frustrating.

But I hope I find something soon because I like having money coming in and I'm going to need to pay rent in November and December, after all.

I am so pissed off at Melanie right now I just slakhgfakldfg.

( Dog woes... )

I'm just really angry because my fucking bed and I know these are sort of dog owning hurdles one must deal with but she pissed on my fucking bed.

2010 is proving to be a bit frustrating still.

Called the guy with the house in Stow. He's going to get back to us on Saturday with an answer. Why's that, well, his mother's home may be going into foreclosure and, if that happens, he's going to move her into the house we're wanting. If he can avoid having that happen, it's ours. I cannot blame him, after all. But it leaves us a little frustrated and re-starting the apartment search JUST IN CASE the whole thing falls through. I really like the place and I hope we'll get it, but I'm not going to sit around and do nothing in the meantime.

However, since we're going to be going to the Stark campus, we have a wider range of places we can house hunt in. On one hand, I'd like to stay in the Kent/Stow area. But that means a 35 minute drive to North Canton. We don't want to live in Akron because it's, well, Akron. So we're looking at places in North Canton and still looking in Stow, Cuyahoga Falls, Kent, etc. It's just a matter of finding somewhere we're comfortable with in....less than two weeks.

We've worked on tighter schedules.

I just don't want to stay here. I'm sick of all the bullshit with this house and I simple don't want to put up with it anymore. We should have our OWN place that isn't falling apart or has black mold or gets the utilities randomly disconnected. I'm tired of hearing Al's incessant shit and whining about how he has no money. I'm just fucking sick of Warren's shenanigans.

This year, I take shit from nothing. I'm tired of life trampling on me and smiling about it. Life's going to get a swift kick in the jeans from here on out and it's going to like it.

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In other news, when I walked up to the grocery store the other day I ended up returning home with a dog.

Someone ditched a friendly young pit bull mix in the plaza. He was thin and holding his paws up because they were so cold (it's been snowing a lot lately). The girl from the Mr. Hero who was feeding him bread said he'd been there for awhile and they were trying to get in touch with the animal shelters and such around here. Only, because it was after 5PM, no one was open. I decided to take him home and call around, see if I could find someone to take him. No dice and he ended up staying in the garage in one of the crates we have.

Ended up contacting the dog warden because they adopt well tempered pits out. The local shelter would have put him down. The officer who came to get him said they'd scan him for a chip. I'm hoping he just got out of someone's house or something because he was neutered and people with pits don't normally neuter them around here because they're used for fighting.

I'd tried getting in contect with pit rescues, but I had no luck. Sooo.

Then, I had to clean shit out of the foyer and I'm reminded why I like animals that live in cages.

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Someone on FurBuy bailed on paying for an auction. THAT'S COOL. It's also a pain in the ass because that $50 would've been nice. But, whatever. I'll have to repost it and hope it sells again.

My mom still has my camera. I would really like it back, but I don't know when she'll be in town. Lame.

The four rat girls will have a new home at the end of the week hopefully. A lady contacted me about taking them. Shank (our bunny) will also be going to a rabbit rescue and will hopefully find a nice home. Some creatures we're still having difficulty finding homes for and it's pissing me off.

Some things are falling into place while some are just aggravating me. I hope this is just some little 'ha-ha here's some shit to piss you off' test and everything smooths out in the end.

♫ Neko Case - Furnace Room Lullaby
( Lyrics )

♫ Laura Marling - Ghosts (ANGIE FOR YOU!)
( Lyrics )

♫ Elsinore - Cannonballs (a Poe/Ryan song)
( Lyrics )

♫ Johnny Flynn - The Wrote & The Writ
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FFS

Going back 375 entries on fanmix under the Supernatural tag (because after that it defaults to day view)...out of those 375 entries there are:

- 95 solo fanmixes
- 67 general fanmixes (either the show in general, a theme or a specific episode)
- 25 heterosexual mixes (not counting crossover mixes)

Everything else? Sam/Dean, Sam/Castiel, Sam or Dean slash some other random male character or threesomes with Sam and Dean. And this tiny, tiny handful of femslash mixes (Anna/Ruby, Ruby/Bela, Jo/Jess). And, weirdly enough, a few Dean/Ruby (SOMEONE EXPLAIN THAT LOGIC TO ME) mixes. HEY WHERE'S THE MIXES FOR BOBBY? HUH? IS BOBBY NOT COOL ENOUGH FOR YOU GUYS? OR PAMELA?? There was a Trickster mix as well as an Azrael mix. So go figure.

God, that's so, so, SO sad.

WHY SO MUCH GAY, SPN FANDOM?

BUT I FOUND DEAN/ANNA MIXES. AND DEAN/JO MIXES. AND ANNA/CASTIEL MIXES. SO THAT'S PRETTY COOL.

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We went out to Angie's this weekend because he computer pretty much crashed and burned and she needed my HALP.

I spent, no shit, at least twenty hours fixing it. It was giving a blue screen on bootup and I couldn't even boot into safe mode. So I had to spend time burning stuff onto disc from TJ's laptop to try on her computer. Everything from drivers to, what eventually made progress, booting up past Windows with Puppy Linux (which, oh my god, was a lifesaver). Eventually, I got her stuff backed up and I reformatted the OS partition and did a fresh install of XP.

Three times.

I accidentally did a parallel install and then things weren't working quite right on the newer install, so I just did a proper (not quick) format and everything is dandy now!

I felt pretty accomplished.

We had taken the 360 so we could watch Supernatural with Angie, but I forgot the TV cable. DURP. But we ended up watching gag reels for Supernatural (because they're pretty much spoiler-less) and FRUITHAT. Also, the Top 100 Song of the 90s which just made me feel OLD and NOSTALGIC.

We also did retarded headpeople stuff because we're fuckin' awesome.

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Now, TJ and I are fighting. Pfft. Go figure. It's been awhile though, was probably coming anyhow.

OOOOOOOOOOH WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT

I go to check up on the Tikicon forums, because a local-ish artist was inquiring about programs and such and...I find this message on the forums from our con chair, Peter:

We unfortunately have to postpone the Niles Tiki Con for this year. We just received word that Dave Prowse will not be able to attend due to the hip replacement surgery he will be having in November. You may check out his website for more details. We did want to move forward but felt there was not enough time to replace him this close to the convention and that the convention would not be what you have come to expect from a tiki con. We are currently working on a Cleveland show in June and will keep you posted on all the details. We do apologize if this has inconvenienced anyone and will do our very best to make sure the June show is spectacular. Again we do apologize delaying the show was the last thing we wanted to do but, also feel it is the right choice at this time. Take care.
Peter

You really can't let the convention go on without David Prowse, Pete? Because, y'know, it's not like we don't have OTHER GUESTS that people may want to see. It's not like a lot of people even KNOW who David Prowse is (Angie, resident Star wars nerd, would you trek out of your way to see Prowse?). I know I didn't, that's for sure.

So, instead of OMG POSTPONING the convention, why not let it go on and focus on the dealers/artists?

And, FOR FUCK'S SAKE, why another Cleveland Tikicon?

WHY?

There's a lot of planning for a show and thousands of dollars invested in it and Pete does this for the fans and not to make a profit. He's not "screwing" anyone. TJChurch, You posted that the guestlist wasn't good enough for you anyway and you weren't coming. Well, you are backpeddling now since you have something else to complain about don't you? Angry Most of the time promoters take a hit and no one knows about it.

There are people in Cleveland who are willing to put up funds to help support a great show like this and since there's no local sponsors who want to, the show has options on where to go. If you want to continue to attend Tiki-Cons, why don't you help pass out flyers or post POSITIVE comments about this show like the many people Pete has helping him, myself included. These are VOLUNTEERS and do it because they LOVE being a part of a con and would love to see many more in this area.

Pete is a great guy and anyone who paid for tables will get their money back. He isn't about to "screw" anyone over in this family friendly environment. Bottom line, things happen and Mr Prowse's surgery could NOT wait any longer. I wish him a speedy recovery and can only wish that others can overlook this and continue to support Tiki Con.

James

So............in reality Pete wants to move the con to Cleveland and is sort taking advantage of the fact Prowse has surgery to 'postpone' the convention. Now, see, Prowse has had medical issues since early this year (I believe, I'll double check that). On top of that, he's 74 YEARS OLD. One, who even knows who he is? Two, what has he been in aside from Star Wars that might be relevant. And, three, um...why not book younger/more relevant guests that will bring more people in?

Now, this is no slight against David Prowse. This is general conventioneering (I like to think I just made that word up). You bring in current big names or, at least, names people KNOW. Yes, they may cost a little more, but that's why you only have one or two. Instead of eight or ten B- or C-list actors.

On the topic of the Cleveland thing. I can understand wanting to do the convention in Cleveland. Technically, it's still pretty local (Cleveland is maybe an hour and a half drive on a bad day from the Niles/Warren area). Cleveland hasn't had a good covention in a long time. Colossal Con doesn't really count because it's not all that successful (in my eyes, I rarely hear it mentioned). Cleveland is a large city (for what it's worth) and sounds better to say that your convention is in a large metropolitan area instead of some little town in northeast Ohio.

HOWEVER. What the fuck is it with no one outside of Pete's 'inner circle' getting a heads-up on these things? We were told we'd have meetings every month AND we saw Pete and Dawn like, LAST MONTH (maybe the month before) and nothing was said about the possibility of things not happening this year.

Here's the full thread for anyone interested.