Well, I think I'm going to try to get my next batch of beer started. My Oatmeal Ale isn't bottled yet, but one of my coworkers, Em, happened to have a fermentation tank, and she hadn't used it in forever, so she's let me borrow it. Running two tanks at once is the only way I'm going to be able to get all the beer made that everybody seems to want. One thing's for sure -- I'm going to need a lot more bottles. *grin* Some of the guys at work are talking about brewing now, but honestly, I doubt it'll pan out. They might get one batch done, and then lose interest. (And I kind of suspect it won't turn out well, but maybe that's my jealous desire that they not steal my thunder speaking.)

Sapph finally got himself a new computer, so he won't be looking at the darn thing overheating on him any more. It's a solid enough rig. It won't stay high end forever, but it'll do pretty nicely for a while at least.

I should mention, you'll see in the side bar a new comic. One of my friends from TwoKinds has started up a webcomic with (I presume) her boyfriend (they won't say, but I think it's plainly evident). It's going to be a little "slice-of-life" furry comic. Regardless of whether you think that's a very interesting premise, you should totally Head over to AnaKuro.com and check it out for her spectacular artwork. She's really phenomenal.

Also, Tom, the guy behind TwoKinds has hit kind of a rough patch. His father passed on the fourth, finally giving in to complications due to his lung cancer treatments, I think. I've been meaning to put something somber and respectable here for a while now, but the words just haven't been coming. I just don't know what to say. My father's mountain is not nearly so steep. It will probably claim him in time (especially if he keeps mixing up his insulin dosages), but that day is probably far off. There's be a huge outpouring of support for Tom and his family from the readers of TwoKinds, which is good. I hope he realizes how much we're all behind him. But other than keeping him in our prayers and giving him our condolences, there's not much we can do. It's very frustrating. I hate not being able to do anything. But, if you get the chance, wish him well.

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