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2003-03-08

I thought Elfwood was getting big when I joined back in what? 1998? There were a lot of them and I remember jumping up and down of joy when I got my own way up at gallery room 75. I’ve neglected it for about två two years or so, so I decided to use it again. I mean, why not? First I notice that I’m no longer in room 75, but in 55. “Okay,” I thought. “Some must have quit, left the factory because of artistic differences.” (I think you need to have been there to know the full story, but there were a long discussion about defining high fantasy art on their mailinglist.) Then I clicked on the full list and I’m in for a shock. I stare in disbelief on the screen. 1612 rooms of galleries, and there are ten galleries in each. Damn. What the hell happened? How can the tin can to computer hold up? And then sf and fanart galleries aren’t included. It is insane. No wonder it takes up to five days before any changes you want to do to your gallery happens.

In Japan, they have these statues of the guardian of children and travellers everywhere. And when it’s cold, people give them knitted caps to wear. Humanity at its best if you ask me.