musicals

Hello, all you humans!

I'm finally updating this thing.  Sometimes life happens and sweeps you up into a whirlwind.  It takes you for a ride and, at some point, dumps your half-dead carcass in the middle of nowhere.  By then, you've forgotten about so many things, but then, when you suddenly remember them, you're already in the middle of another whirlwind and your feet are dangling in the air.

Hello, human.

Mr. Bootsock says hello, too.

“Who is Mr. Bootsock?” you ask, palms sweaty, knees weak, arms heavy.  Is he a ghost? A hallucination? An ex-boyfriend? A special name for an intimate body part?

None of the above.  “Mr. Bootsock” is the name I've given to the two-faced/janus/diprosopus cat symbol you see floating around my website. 

Why did I create Mr. Bootsock to be my mascot?