In and outages.

Thanks to everyone for putting up with yet another site outage yesterday morning.  They’ve been plaguing us for quite some time now.  As of this writing, we had a server transfer scheduled and, if all went well, we should see some improvements.  Thanks to your generosity via our second Kickstarter campaign, we also have a new website being developed.  It’s tentatively planned to be ready sometime early next year (which is right around the corner!), and we anticipate that will alleviate all the connection problems we’ve been having.

When we have these outages, be sure to check with us on Facebook, Twitter, and even Patreon.  We’ll post updates and, in cases of extended downtime, comics that are going unseen in the face of site unavailability.

In other news:

Everyone I know is going bananas over the new Star Wars movie.  Me?  I think I’m sick of it already.  The marketing campaign has been relentless.  I know it’s been that way for every Star Wars movie ever, but now I must be more sensitive to commercials and, y’know, relentless marketing campaigns.  It doesn’t help that it’s the holiday season, where every marketing campaign is shoving whatever they’re selling down your throat.  Humbug.

This past weekend I attended a burlesque show put on by the troupe I used to be a member of.  I was in a strange headspace all night.  I stood around awkwardly at times, wanting to approach old friends I hadn’t spoken to in months, but gripped by a fear they had no desire to speak to me any more.  I was very warmly greeted by a few of those friends, and that helped me feel like myself again.  It was a good show and I’m happy the troupe had a successful performance.  Mentally, I’ve come a long way since my dismissal, but it looks like I still have more work to do.

Related to the above bit of news, I got a haircut recently.  I didn’t make a huge deal of it.  For those of you who don’t know what I look like, I’ve had very long hair for a very long time.  I chopped it all off to sport a short haircut, which I do every few years.  I didn’t think it was terribly newsworthy until I went out to said burlesque show and another show this weekend.  Nobody recognized me.  It was an odd and amusing experience to watch realization slowly dawn on friends’ faces as they came to realize who this “stranger” talking to them really was.