Throughout the history of this site, it is a tradition for us to write these kinds of reintroductions. So often, we realize that we haven’t said anything or updated in a while — never this long before, but obviously it’s not impossible. “What is Time, anyway?” is a cry often heard around here. Well, whatever time is, it passes along and sneaks by us, right out of our tiny little grasps. Right under our tiny little noses. And then like a year and a half goes by and we say, “whoopsidoodles!” There are many ways to live a life, and one of the ways is to neglect a personal project that is dear to your own heart.
For a few years, we have been doing a wild juggling act in our private lives where we try to successfully keep aloft things like “real jobs or in my case commissions,” “unrealistically long expanses of jury duty,” “creating public events,” “major depressive episodes,” “S.A.D.,” “dealing with horrendous world news & dire political outcomes,” and “making new friends : ) ” All while Burnout nipped at our heels. Amazingly, we were able to keep things going for the most part, but the little chainsaw marked “sneer campaign” kept slipping out the side.
What Has Happened Since June 5, 2023?
- September 9th, 2023 – 2nd Annual Covington Cryptid Block Party
- April 1 – June 30, 2024 – Amandoll had a traumatic amount of jury duty
- June 5, 2024 – Dollissa had a birthday party
- October 12, 2024 – 3rd Annual Covington Cryptid Block Party
- January 1 – present day – Dollissa is having a traumatic amount of jury duty until April
- Assorted vacations
- Various sicknesses
- More cat-related bereavement
- Uhmmm..
- Making this list is impossible! Who even remembers what happens anyway!?
- Moving away from this ill-conceived list attempt…
I cannot say for sure how often we will update — just that we won’t be going over a year between posts. I also cannot know if I alone will be posting (or if I’ll remember how to write decently), or if Dollissa will get swayed by the Huppo. Cchris refuses to write. OMGJeremy might be convinced. How about Saxon, Erica, Billy, or even people that you haven’t heard of yet? Who can say? Who can know?
So I guess it’s time to come back to sneer campaign, our original home. It’s time to stop festering in the disappointed fury with the outside world and current events before our rage elephant has a mental breakdown! It’s time to live again, as best we can, running our campaign of sneers with our whole asses.
And what better way to signal a return than by creating a self portrait where we directly say we are returning? Like phoenixes rising from the ash of an elephant, here we are once more.
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